"In my 40's, I dialed back on running and started jogging. My knees began to hurt. I still said hello to the younger runners, although some of them seemed not to see me, especially the women. And I'd still see that old man. Now he was walking. When I passed by him, I still didn't look at him."
"In my 60's, I spotted the old man in the distance. He was walking with a cane. As I got closer, I decided to look at his face. The closer I got, the more familiar he seemed. When we were just a few feet apart, I realized he looked just like me, and his face was simply an older version of mine. "Hello," I said."
A person runs along the Charles River across several decades, tracking changing speed, stamina, and social interactions. In the twenties the person runs fast and greets young runners but avoids older ones. In the thirties and forties the pace slows to a good clip, then jogging, with growing knee pain. In the fifties hips ache and walking alternates with jogging, producing a sense of invisibility. An older man on the trail appears repeatedly over the years and receives no acknowledgment until the sixties, when the runner recognizes him as an older version of himself and finally says hello.
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