Great Aloha Run?

Art likes to do races.  I don't.  I'm just not into walking long distances.  If you add getting up at ungodly hours to do so and then sun... maybe rain, you'll find I'm even less excited.  On top of all this, if you ask me to walk it alone, it just won't happen.

This past February, my friends, Diane and Dave weren't able to walk with me.  Art's cousin, Renee was going to, but her knees were injured at the last minute.  My brother, Dennis agreed to fill in for her.  I had all kinds of conditions and back up plans in case either of us didn't feel we could finish.  He has occasional gout attacks.  I sometimes have knee aches.

Dennis and I did train ahead of time walking longer and longer distances to make sure we could at least make a good showing on the day of the Great Aloha Run (Walk).

Incredibly, we finished.

I told Art then that this coming year, I wouldn't be doing it.  Doing the run four times was ample.  I'd done my duty.  I can relax.  My muscles can be free to age as much they want.

Nope.  Art talked to Dennis last night and asked him if he'd walk with me again.  My brother said yes.

No way.  Are you kidding?  I guess now that he's had his Kanreki, his life clock has been reset so that he's got more energy.  It's like childbirth.  He's forgotten the effort it took to do the 8+ mile race.

Art wants the three of us to stay in shape and not let our bodies fall into sloth.  Actually, I'll bet he just wants to get those Training and Finisher t-shirts.  And maybe Dennis liked the bananas and cookies we got at the end of the race.

Or maybe he just wants to keep us healthy too.