TheBanyanTree: potential

[NancyIee at aol.com]

I could never run "miles". I was a skinny kid, and a sprinter. I did the  
100 yard dash in HS,  (training by outdistancing my Dad when I did  something 
to displease him). Distance eludes me. I have not the stamina, and  then, I 
am distracted by butterflies or pretty flowers, and always pause to have  a 
looksee.
 
Now, I am too ancient. My knees make it hard to run to the mailbox much  
less a marathon.
 
But, I applaud those who can and do.  My  son is a cyclist, and,  I'm 
afraid, addicted to the seratonin of long distance cycling. I believe he  just 
joined something called the 5000 club, meaning he has done 5000 miles in a  
year so far. (he's heading for the 10,000 club.)  He has no full time job,  no 
love life. He has his bike.
 
If you run the Boston this year, I will certainly tune in to watch. (See  
that funny lil old lady way-y-y at the back, the one looking at the  roadside 
landscaping? That's me.)