Doreen thenwalked in."How's that feel? Must be nice."Doreen reached up into the medicine cabinet."Here. Take my razor and start shaving your leg and c...est hair off. Becareful and don't go too fast."I took Doreen's advice and began shaving. Doreen sat on the toilet seatand watched me, her head resting in her arms."You know, I'm kinda glad that you told me your secret. I could seethat you were so unhappy. That's why I think tonight will really makeyou complete. You'll have a lot of fun, too! I. Her luggage was in the trunk so all that remained between her and the airport was whatever last minute office issues that waited on her desk this morning. The elevator doors opened and Helen found herself alone with Chuck and Eddie, the mailroom guys. They were friendly and greeted her politely. Most of the time Helen barely noticed the young, college-aged gents that delivered the office mail and supplies almost invisibly. Today, in close quarters, she found it hard not to notice the ripped. I guess it helps to go on quiet days like Tuesday mornings. I had my eyes closed and was enjoying the hot water. It probably had been half an hour before the first person joined in the whirlpool. I opened my eyes when I heard the splashing and saw it was a cute guy. As opposed to the typical old guys, or grumpy old ladies that usually crowded the pool. I was glad I wasn’t alone and I had someone to look at. I smiled at him and he awkwardly smiled back. We got to talk a little bit about the old. At 42-years-old, I was still in pretty good shape for my age; 6'2" and 175 pounds.The park was your typical county park for this part of the country, meaning it was anything but flat like the Florida terrain. But it was nice, with the trees and the leaves changing. I noticed that most of the people there were a way older then me. "Ohh well," I thought, didn't plan on seeing much to inspire me on my run.The trail I took would finish out at about 3.2 miles. As I got to around mile number 2, I ran.