A little over two years ago I ran the half marathon in Brooklyn in 2:03:07, and last Sunday I returned to the distance in the Bronx to finish it in 2:03:50. I guess the years don’t pass in vain. No way. However, I enjoyed it a thousand times and especially because I met again the little Chinese guy who said in the first one that life begins at 70.

At 70?! Puf… that is, most of us have not been born yet, while this honorable character runs happily with some chilindrines in his hands and an old device in his waist that accompanies him playing at good volume his favorite oriental tune. Just like the Indio or the Liguista in our turn races in Costa Rica, this nice little Chinese guy of few words and at a good pace in the half marathon, reminded me of my first experience with a number on the shirt in these parts.

In Brooklyn I took a camera and took some pictures. Last Sunday I took a video camera and summarized the images in this homemade short film, made with a couple of clicks in Flipshare’s Magic Movie Maker:

https://youtube.com/watch?v=WQrlPibpcUg%3Ffs%3D1_US