Hi. My two younger brothers tried for years to get me to run a marathon with them. I always told them it wasn't for me. Finally, just to shut them up, I said I would. When I crossed that finish line with them at the end of my first marathon...20 years ago...I knew I was hooked for life! Who knows about these things? The older I become the more I understand that there is a somewhat mysterious aspect to life that, no matter how intelligent we are, we'll never fully understand. I think I have learned a very valuable lesson, to wit, you never really know what you might like...or perhaps love...to do until you have tried it. I should have learned that lesson years ago, but better late than never! I do have a suggestion. Perhaps you and your husband could find a local marathon and spend a few hours watching the runners go by. You will be amazed at the variety of people you will see running, from the very young to old guys like me! The people who organize marathons love spectators, as many as possible, and so do the runners themselves, so you will feel very welcomed. Give it a shot if and when you can find the time.

Best to you and yours.

Joe H.