About three kilometres into Saturday’s Movember Miler charity run at Stanley Park, several gorgeous gals — all wearing Moustache Riders shirts, Canucks Girls tuques and spandex that encourages drafting (just saying!) — somehow determined yours truly needed a pep talk.
Sure, the old face might have been redder than the Flash Gordo costume gracing my over-carbo-loaded body, and the old breathing might have been heavier than a late-night prank caller, but somehow these intuitive ‘Mo ...
