Over the hill

When you're over the hill (Hill? What hill? I don't remember running over a hill...) there is no sense putting anything off (unless it's that credit card payment...) Men of a certain age shouldn't buy green bananas, know what I mean?

So I decided to do my 78th (and final) half marathon run of 2010 on my hilliest course. I've only been a flatlander for a couple of months, so how hard can it be? My muscles wouldn't forget how to climb, it's just like riding a bike.

Yeah, just like riding a bike.

Ouch, today's one of those "hurts so good" days.