It was hard for Rock to imagine that this man had ever been a champion runner. He spent a day with him, mostly wandering around trails that connected small, rural communities north of North Little Rock, near Gravel Ridge and the Little Rock Air Force Base.
Thus far, Rock had learned that there was nothing at all organized about the way this man conducted any facet of his life. It was apparent that he tried to maintain a healthy lifestyle, yet the night before he had eaten half a carton of strawberry ice cream as he watched a baseball game that would not end before he fell asleep in his favorite chair. He told Rock he had been busy with work and consequently not at all interested in much else.
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