Although our relatives do NOT have this weblog address, I'm going to be careful in how I word what happened last night, just in case ... in case ... well, it's best to be careful. And I know that this is just my perception. So here's the essence of the conversation:
Me: I've decided to run my first marathon this year!
Relative 1: I worry about you at 60 -- how will your knees be?
Relative 2: (grabbing my arm dramatically) Whatever you do, do NOT run on asphalt. I did and now I can barely walk!
Tina (name changed to protect the innocent, but just know that she is 5 years older than I am): I'm going to do the Portland Marathon next year with Team in Training!
Relative 1: Fantastic!
Relative 2: How interesting!
What the heck? Do I put out a feeble vibe? Did I do something to hurt them that I don't know about? Oh well. I did 6 miles this morning, and I ran fast to get back at them. Ha!