I ran two races this weekend! The last one was the “Freight Train 5 mile” in Kennesaw, Georgia…just north of Atlanta. Hats are not uncommon, but Jose “Pepe” Rivas was wearing a sombrero that must have created a drag on his momemtum going forward. I later learned that Pepe works at a Mexican restaurant in Calhoun, Georgia. His English is limited. The sombrero-wearing runner came over to me after the race. He wanted a picture with me. Just before his wife snapped us together, Pepe put his sombrero on me. Here is the result. I think I’ll dream tonight that it’s a magic sombrero that allows me to recapture the speed I enjoyed when I was Pepe’s age. That would be MAGIC!