almost a decade ago, now, at the senior (olympics?) games in albuquerque, nm, i felt it: walking the infield, mentally preparing to compete in the shot put nationals.
- 50+ year-old women... pole vaulting!
- centarians... competing in the 50-meter dash.
- etc.
the feeling hit me in "aha-moment" fashion: folks (on the back 9) who simply dared to live the title of this thoem.
;)
it was a sense of being proud of them, and then the re-cognition that i was one of them.
