Needless to say, I get a fair amount of grief for my lame running form, particularly my tendency to flail on the downhills and windmill my left arm pretty much all the time. I actually used to think I was a good downhiller but maybe the years are catching up with me. Nonetheless, my friend and training partner Hank snapped this photo on our run on Baldy last weekend. I think it speaks for itself.
I'm the guy on the right!