A few weeks ago a cyclist about my age was crushed to death by a cement truck on a nearby road that I've often cycled along. Last week I had a conversation with someone who was a friend of the man who collapsed and died on the last kilometer of the Toronto Waterfront Marathon (an experienced runner, also about my age).
I do both of those things! Maybe I should stop?
|Listening to: Dragostea Din Tea by O-ZONE from Disco Zone.|