A good friend of mine refers to me by that title. Whenever I walk past him at church he says "there's goes the runner built like a linebacker." While I'm no Brian Urlacher or Demarcus Ware, or even Ray Lewis, I'm pretty proud to be singled out in that manner. I don't have the guns like these monsters of the gridiron, but at 6'1" and 225 lbs, I'm a pretty big guy to be a runner. I wish I possessed the speed of the Cowboys' Ware or the Green Bay Packers' Clay Matthews. Then, I'd really be sight to behold in a 5K race.
Anymore, my pace is closer to 9:00 per mile and if I bear down and push it, I can rack off an 8:30. Just knowing someone associates me with some of the best athletes in the NFL makes me swell with pride--although, my buddy may be referring to my soft mid-section more than my pecs or forearms.
Still, I can hold my head high as I'm running down the street, or walking to my pew at church, knowing somebody thinks I look pretty good for a fat, old man.
Here's wishing everyone good running days ahead as spring is rapidly approaching.
TFR (aka: The Linebacker)
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