Taipei Haiku #60

Proud little runner!

Feel the stinging shame as

Old man passes you.

In Korea, when hiking a mountain, no matter how good I thought I was doing, I could count on the old duffers effortlessly passing me by. I would only see them again at the top and by that time, they’d be well into their kimbap and makgeolli. Or soju, in some cases.

It seems like old people strength is very present in Taiwan too, albeit with a different outlet in this case. Is there hope for me, or am I doomed to be feeble until I hit 65?

I look upon the legs I once felt so proud of and sigh.

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