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Originally Posted by Archaea
Some people surprise you.
We had a member in my ward, whom I regarded as "older", when I was in my early thirties, that while in his fifties, ran a 2:42 at St. George. It still boggles my mind. In his sixties, such speed did him in and he often experienced injuries.
So I refuse to race marathons. Okay, that's the excuse that I tell people.
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Speaking of old people, my brother, five years my senior, is trying to cram as much excitement into his life before heading to Fiji where he commences MP duty in July. Recently, he and four others, including a 71 year-old and a 77 year-old, hiked from the North Rim to the South Rim of the Grand Canyon in one day. I think it's around a 24-mile hike, but with some pretty stiff climbs. Today, that same group is cycling from LA to San Diego, an unsupported century, although if one regards every 7-11 as a rest station I'm sure they'll do fine. I suspect I'll be able to do both when I'm 77 only if my casket is equipped with casters.