Too Old To Fly?

I went for a (rare) long run today.  As I was coming close to home on the last of 3 very long uphills, I noticed I was shuffling along.  When I was in my 20s, I would fly along at 5 to 6 minute pace even on long runs with a nice high stride.  I literally felt like I was a flying.  As I was feeling a little chagrined at my slow, shuffling pace, I scared up a beautiful red-tailed hawk.  That hawk reminded me that now it the time in my life to fly in mind and spirit and to be thankful I was still strong, healthy, and active.

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