So the Alyn Hospital Bike Ride from Tel Aviv to Jerusalem is over but our work out continues. Amazing how we have been able to ride up to Yad Kennedy from Baka at 5 am and get back before 7am to get the kids (and wives) ready for school. But as one of my friends says “Raphi - you don’t ride at 5…you ride at 5:15!” (I am consistenly 10-15 minutes late and end up NOT catching up to the guys. But 50% of the time I do enjoy getting there relatively on time.

But this post is not about me this time. It’s about one of my friend’s fathers. He has to be AT LEAST 60 years old and he is kicking our butts up the hills. But wait, there’s more. He doesn’t have padded spandex lycra biking shorts. He doesn’t have a water bottle. He has a basket on the back of his bike. And, wait for it, he wears SOCKS AND SANDALS instead of sneakers or clip on bike shoes and he doesn’t use straps.

So now that I am in the mode of being jealous of the creator of facebook, lets just say that when I am 60, I will be able to beat the young 37 year olds up the hills of Jerusalem. I am glad I am starting now because in another 23 years WATCH OUT!!!