The man read an article by a prominent
physician on why he didn’t want to stay
alive past seventy-five. The physician
listed all the statistics. Then while
riding his bike, the man was warned,
“On your left.” The rider, decked out
in helmet, spandex and a cycling jersey
with the name of the man’s favorite
cycling store emblazoned on the back,
called out as he passed, “Not bad for
an eighty-four-year old. Huh?” The
man called after the speedster, “No,
not bad at all.”