Last week at the local gym, I met an 89-year-old woman who still competes in masters competition, but only in the 100m and hurdles. When I asked if she had world records, she just said, "Some." She said that she had been a track and field coach at Occidental College for about twenty years, beginning in 1980. She grew up in Germany, and was at the Munich Olympics in 1972 and saw Frank Shorter win the marathon there. (She said when she saw me on the treadmill, she thought I might be Shorter, but I said that Frank's eleven years older than I am. Also, I look much more like Bill Rodgers.) She's not sure whether she'll be running at this year's world masters championships, which (as I understood her) depends largely on whether she'll still be alive at the time. I know that if I were that age, I wouldn't want to go up against anyone, male or female, who can run 54.47 at the age of 90.