I keep thinking about my old high school classmate who's now marathoning in a wheelchair (see below). Not sure why. Perhaps because of the way he's faced adversity and reinvented himself.
I just found out that he finished the Los Angeles Marathon last month, and I saw a picture of him online: Wearing sunglasses and a dark blue micro-tech shirt, he looked very determined, yet cool, while crossing the finish.
I'd like to talk to him and catch up - and compare marathon notes, natch. But we ran in different crowds in high school. And it's been eons since then. We went to a huge Southern California high school - about 3,600 students - and I'm not sure he would remember me.
Speaking of reinventing oneself, here's a 200-word personal essay on just that in the Health section of today's Washington Post. These essays are submitted by readers who are baby boomers (at least 42 years old).
I just helped a friend, P., write his. I'll let you know if it gets accepted.