Several friends tell me I work out too much. Such as biking
40 miles or walking 10 miles. Day in and day out. I seldom miss a day of fine
aerobic activity. Doesn’t matter whether it rains or shines. I’m out there.
Doing my thing. Friends remind me that I’m getting old. Just turned 78. But I
persist. And counter. That maybe they are lazy. And overweight. I exercise because of my desire to
live. Forever. Don’t want to stop moving. That’s only for dead people. –Jim
Broede
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