Ten years ago this month I ran the Boston Marathon. The long, hot run was but one highlight in my long, hot and dusty running career. Ten years ago I stood 5 ft. 6 in. tall (my drivers' license said so, at the time), weighed 140 pounds and ran around London in spandex tights or shorts.
Today I stand 5 ft. 5 inches tall, weigh 155 pounds soaking wet, walk around town regularly (with a walking mate) in baggy jeans and worn-out running shoes, and am known in my family as one who can paddle a long way under his own steam.
Today's Motto: Not Much Gets Done Without Steam Work.
Link to one of my new websites, Faint Footsteps, WW2