PUBLISHED 05/24/2007
In the documentary about you, How To Eat Your Watermelon In White Company - And Enjoy It, one of your former colleagues says that you ran so much because you had so many women to make happy along your route.
Malicious gossip. [laughs]
Do you run with your kids?
I've run with Mario a couple of times. It'll just happen; he'll say, "C'mon! C'mon!" I'll say, "Nah - you're too fast for me." But I'll get out and do it now and again. It's a kind of camaraderie. And that's one of the nicest things about running: I've never had anything but the utmost kindness from other runners. I think it's because they're so exhausted that they just can't help but be nice to each other. But it's genuine.
Do you do any cross-training?
I do some stretching, a couple pushups, a couple situps. I walk up the ten flights of stairs to my apartment every day. And there's one place in Paris where I run as fast as I can every time I'm there. Just a quarter-mile or so along the canal. A couple weeks ago I started running - boom! - and I wasn't tired, wasn't tired. . . next day the same thing happened. My legs weren't getting tired. And I realized that it was walking up the steps every day, which I had just added to my regime - it made me do this kind of Forrest Gump running.
You do a lot of different things. Is there any one big project that you're working on now?
Yes. But I can't talk about it, because her husband might read your magazine. Actually, I am working on a movie called Confessions of a Ex-Doofus Mutha. It's kind of an ebonics Forrest Gump.
How old are you?
I'm 74. I'll be 75 this summer.
