Andrea’s older brother is a fast runner. He is not Usain Bolt fast, but when he competes in smaller 10k races and Half Marathons, he often wins his age category. He has been running since high school. His collection of plaques and medals is now so large that they could be melted down and used to cast a life-sized bronze statue of him frozen in the classic victory pose. At age 46, he still puts in around 50 miles of training per week.
For most of his life, running was enough to keep him rail thin. In the past few years, however, something shifted. No matter how much he ran and no matter how often he raced, he slowly began to put on weight. For the first time in his life, he had to start thinking about what he ate rather than simply how many calories he burned. There is no getting around it: getting old sucks.
For most of his life, running was enough to keep him rail thin. In the past few years, however, something shifted. No matter how much he ran and no matter how often he raced, he slowly began to put on weight. For the first time in his life, he had to start thinking about what he ate rather than simply how many calories he burned. There is no getting around it: getting old sucks.
