One of the best parts about running on the treadmill at the campus gym is being flanked by students, most of whom are a traditional age: 18-22. So, why is it awesome running next to them?
Because I out-run them, that's why!
99.9% of the time (yes, I conducted a scientific study), I either run faster and/or farther. This morning, for example, I ran 6 miles, and in that time, I got new tready neighbors 3 times -- one girl merely walked at a 1.5 speed for 10 minutes (I don't know if she went off and did something else more strenuous, but that pace/distance is about enough exertion to only burn the calories off a Tic Tac).
This is like a fuzzy blanket for my ego: I'm older, but when it comes to running, clearly, I'm more awesome.
Or, perhaps, I'm just WAY sweatier and smellier so they're eager to move along.
I choose to go with the previous theory.