Dara Torres and me   Here we are, old together. Actually I am
old. She, somehow, at 41, is young. How? I have read her reports
about having more than one coach (in fact a head coach, like a
general contractor, a speed coach, a strength coach), plus two
masseuses and two stretch people, a nanny, and various family
and friends to support her. And you know what? I need to grow my
entourage! I have a coach, but unfortunately can't afford all
those other people, and only get the most occasional massage,
when I am too stiff to move or sleep. But on the whole I have a
village around me of supporters who help me stay motivated and
happy and healthy and balanced. And my goal isn't to try to make
some kind of Olympic team, like Dara, but to stave off the aging
process and try to stay young and fit for as long as humanly
possible. This photo, of me and Dara, was taken at the Miami
South Beach Triathlon last April, where she was doing the swim
leg and I was doing the whole thing. I was stunned at how
gorgeous and slender