And here am I, the wrong side of 60 (just) and occasionally feeling young and more often feeling old, and wondering whether “at my age” I should be pounding the pavements.
Read about the inspirational Harriette Thompson, who just happens to be a cancer survivor and a concert pianist. And a grandmother. And a recent widow. And who started running marathons when she was 72.
Now if this lady isn’t an inspiration to every one of us to get off the couch and out of the door, I don’t know what is.
Meet my heroine.
And if any of you ever hears me try and squeeze admiration/sympathy/understanding out of you by playing the age card – kindly remind me of Harriette, and send me on my way.
What a rockstar.