Never too old

I had a job that required that I run in order to keep said job. This was not running for leisure.  No that wasn’t going to happen. I ran against my employer’s clock. A clock that I never saw.

I was adventurally  able to run fast enough to please the clock. Since the clock was pleased I was hired.  I never ran again.

So now at the ripe age of 58 I have started running.  Do I love it?  Nope. So why do it?  Well I found that I come up with some pretty good ideas while my feet hit the pavement.  That sort of surprised me   Who doesn’t want the key to creativity.   So now I run. I am only up to 2 miles but that is ok. I am sort of proud of myself. Another benefit – improved self.

So I run therefore I paint.   😎