The four-minute miler²²

Today I ran on the course for our four-mile race at Breezy Point before the other runners. While I was running, I passed an elderly couple, and the husband started joking with me, saying, “Oh, a four-minute miler?”

I said, “Yes, a four-minute miler.”

When I was coming back from the turnaround point, the wife was asking Savita about me. The lady said, “That’s that older runner.”

From:Sri Chinmoy,Run and become, become and run, part 12, Agni Press, 1983
Sourced from https://srichinmoylibrary.com/rb_12