Famous people, famous sayings

This page is intended to immortalize the words of Central Park Track Club people. As is customary for this web site, everything is supported by factual details (dates, places, witnesses, photographs, audio-visual clips, etc.).  This page will grow over time, but obviously that will depend on your contribution of new stories.


#1501.  WHO:  Margaret Angell
WHEN: May 2004
WHERE: New England Runner Magazine
WHAT THE ARTICLE SAID:

'Two athletes with large upsides on the day were Margaret Angell, 27, of NYC and the BAA's Cathi Campbell, 36, of Allston, MA. Training with the Central Park Track Club former Harvard track captain Angell's effort paid off in a PR 2:44:05 with the most even splits of the day - 1:21:58 out, 1:22:07 in.

"I felt that the key to my training was to make a 6:10 per minute mile pace comfortable for a very long run," explained Angell. "On race day I wanted to go out between 6:10 and 6:15 pace, run relaxed yet focused, and then try to push as hard as I could in the last 10K. At the halfway mark I was exactly where I wanted to be. I felt comfortable and I focused on maintaining my pace through 20 miles. After the half way point the other competitors started coming back to me. I focused my attention on the next runner, then the next runner, the next, etc.

"My coach and I talk a lot about finishing a race with dignity. It's our philosophy that in the last 10K, a marathoner should have one aggressive move left, I chose mile 23 in the long stretch along the edge of the park. I ran a 6:07 mile and passed about 7-10 women. After that I just focused on the finish line. I was a little surprised at how even the splits were, but I think it was because I was not too aggressive early and then focused on performing in the last 10K."


#1500.  WHO:  Kate Irvin
WHEN: May 18, 2004
WHERE: Columbia Track
WHAT SHE SAID: "I just love getting shorter and faster."


#1499.  WHO:  Alan Ruben
WHEN: May 6, 2004
WHERE: One-mile race at the Armory
SITUATION: Asked by a teammate why he wasn't running in the first heat.
WHAT HE SAID: "Give me a break. I just ran two marathons."


#1498.  WHO:  Sid Howard and Catherine Stone-Borkowski
WHEN: March, 28-29 2004
WHERE: The Boston Herald
WHAT THE ARTICLES SAID:

CANADIAN POSTS MIRACULOUS MILE
By Joe Reardon/ Track Notebook

Monday, March 29, 2004

...

Howard still on run

Sid Howard has no intention of slowing down any time soon either. The 65-year-old Howard has been on a tear of late, breaking American age-group records in the 800-meter run (2:19.4), 1,500 meters (4:56.36) and the mile (5:23.1).

The soft-spoken Plainfield, N.J., resident's 60-year-old mark of 2:12.71 in the 800 is still the fastest ever run.

Howard is still on a high from the recent World Masters Indoor Track Championships in Sindlefingen, Germany. Racing against some of the best Master athletes in the world, Howard used his deadly kick to take home the gold medal in the 800 and 1,500.

"The Lord blessed me with this gift and I'm sharing my gratitude," Howard said matter of factly. "I hope when they call for all the guys 100 and over to the starting line, I'll be one of those guys."

Howard wasn't about to share first place on the Reggie Lewis track. Racing in the 65-69 800, Howard got off to a strong start and was never challenged as he crossed the line in 2:23.79, nearly three seconds ahead of Mack Stewart of Katy, Texas (2:26.36).

Howard plans to rest up over the next few weeks and focus on August, when he'll be competing at the nationals in Decatur, Ill., and the North American Championships in Puerto Rico.

Howard hopes his achievements on the track inspire both his peers and younger athletes. "If anybody can see me and take a benefit from anything I've achieved, that's important to me," he said.

Martin wins 800

Middle-distance aces Catherine Stone-Borkowski of Ringwood, N.J., and Kathy Martin of Northport, N.Y., wrapped up phenomenal weekends on the track as both captured wins in the 800.

Stone-Borkowski used her dominant kick over the final 200 meters for a 2:25.26 win in the 40-44 division. The win was her second after copping the gold in Saturday's mile.

Martin showed no ill effects from her American-record win in Friday night's 3,000-meter run and Saturday's mile victory in the 50-54 age group by falling just one second short of the world record with a 2:28.07.

"I felt strong," said Martin. "I just miscalculated the first lap. I was going for the world record and I just missed it."

Said Stone-Borkowski, "I was hoping someone would take it out. I didn't go for time today, just the win."

Steve Sergeant of Charlestown ran away from the field in the 800 in 2:00.77 and Boston's Everad Samuels won the 45-49 200-meter dash in 22.88.


RUNAWAY VICTORY: Champion rolls on in mile

By Joe Reardon/ Notebook
Sunday, March 28, 2004

Defending 800-meter champion Catherine Stone-Borkowski of Ringwood, N.J., warmed up for today's 40-44-year-old group race by using her blazing kick to take the mile in 5:18.85 yesterday at the National Masters Indoor Championships at the Reggie Lewis Track and Athletic Center.

The former University of Arkansas All-American defeated runner-up Mary Beth Evans of Scarsdale, N.Y., by almost seven seconds.

Stone-Borkowski, a national body-building champion, took a 10-year hiatus from track to concentrate on bodybuilding and only recently returned to the oval, toned and 20 pounds heavier.

"I took the time and completely changed the look of my body," said Stone-Borkowski. "I used to be really thin. I feel a lot stronger now. It helps me a lot."

Stone-Borkowski captured the cross-country nationals in the 40-44 division last fall in Holmdel, N.J.

"I was really surprised," said Stone-Borkowski. "I had only run one cross-country race prior to that in 20 years."

Despite her uncontested win in the mile, Stone-Borkowski wasn't totally pleased. She hoped to conserve a little more energy for the 800 race. "Unfortunately, I kicked harder than I wanted but I'll be all right for tomorrow," she said.

Stone-Borkowski hasn't ruled out a run at her personal best time she accomplished during her college years. She has recently run 2:19. Today, though, she'll be going for the win.

"My best was 2:13 and I don't think that's out of my range," Stone-Borkowski said. "We'll just see what this race holds. I really want to win here and worry about time later."


#1497.  WHO:  Stefani Jackenthal
WHEN: May 2003
WHERE: Attaché Magazine
WHAT SHE WROTE:

ROCKS AND ROLLS

An intrepid triathlete wages an uphill battle with the rugged terrain of the Catskills.

By STEFANI JACKENTHAL

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AT PRECISELY 9 a.m., someone yelled, “Go!” Like elephants charging a peanut factory, 182 pairs of feet funneled across the narrow wooden bridge and scattered up the first of many steep ascents. Civilization would not be seen for hours. It was just like every third Sunday in July for the last quarter of a century. This was the 26th annual 30K (18.6-mile) Escarpment Trail Run race. “No award. No fancy categories.” In fact, the only thing race director Dick Vincent did give out (besides a terrific spread of bagels and fruit at the end) is the “broken bones” pin to the finisher with the best injury. Busted bones aren’t necessary—bruises, scrapes, and gashes will do.

Billed as “for mountain goats only,” the rocky, ankle-biting course in New York’s Catskills has nearly 10,000 vertical feet of elevation change, slippery rocks, hidden roots, extremely steep downhills, and narrow cliffs. And racers can’t get enough. Each year the coveted 200 slots sell out months in advance, with runners coming from as far away as Michigan, Iowa, and Canada. This year I was one of them.

Why would I want to do something so tormenting? I’d like to say that it’s all my friend Eric’s fault. He’d been fired up for the Run since last summer. And because his wife was now pregnant, I, by default, became his adventure partner. In May, we got so lost in an orienteering race that little kids and senior citizens were passing us. Two weeks later, in a three-person adventure race, I royally rolled my ankle and looked for the next three weeks as if I was wearing a violet sock. As I signed the Escarpment race application, which clearly stated, “You are responsible for your own medical costs, including the cost incurred if an evacuation is necessary,” I was filled with both dread and excitement.

When Sunday arrived, Eric picked me up in front of my Manhattan apartment at the ungodly hour of 4:45 a.m. Three hours later, with the mercury already pushing 90 degrees and the humidity hovering at 100 percent, we loaded onto the yellow school bus that took us to the starting line in the town of Windham. For the next 45 minutes, I nervously nibbled a Power Bar while seasoned veterans lent advice and spun tales about past races. “Did you hear about the swarm of bees in 1987?” “Don’t leave it all on the first hill.” “Just remember at the top of Blackhead, you’re only halfway there.” Unlike other races, there is no sag wagon or bailout point. Once you start, the only way to reach the finish is by foot—or rescue chopper.

As I stood fidgeting anxiously with my Camelbak hydration system at the start line, amongst the crowd of sinewy runners, Eric shook his head, saying, “What did we get ourselves into?” Exactly what I was thinking. We exchanged sympathetic, sweaty high-fives and were off. One hundred and eighty-two competitors squeezed through the tight bridge, no wider than a swimming-pool lane. Casual chatting evaporated, and heavy breathing filled the bloated mountain air as the rock-peppered trail turned upward.

I dodged and weaved through the school of struggling Lycra-clad racers. I lost Eric. The frantic pace settled into a tempo trot for some, a power walk for others. I silently repeated my mantra: “An object in motion stays in motion.” My head hung heavy, while I constantly scanned for safe footing.

The pack broke up and six fit, lean guys tapped their way up the rock-strewn path. Among them was Peter Allen, a 42-yearold sculptor from New Jersey. Four years earlier the seasoned veteran placed second, finishing in a scorching 3:01. “This year was the first time I crashed hard,” Allen told me a few days after the race. Midway on a steep descent he mistakenly put his foot down where there was nothing but three feet of air. After freefalling past several trees, he stopped abruptly by sliding headfirst into a rocky ledge, but not before slicing open his shin on a jutting rock. “I was going to just ignore the episode and remember to brag about it later,” he explained. “But it required leaving immediately after the race for ten stitches.” (He had finished in fifth place.)

While Allen aimed to crack three hours, I was keen to break four. Finishing sans serious injury was my primary goal. I tagged along with a group moving at a brisk but manageable pace. My arms pumped like pistons as we snaked up the sheer ridgeline. Sweat stung my eyes.

The path narrowed and we followed the blue trail markers to the top of the first arduous climb. The guys skipped across the slick rocks as I followed anxiously. My head swam from focusing on every step. I tentatively stepped over the slippery softball-sized rocks and prayed for flatness, every once in a while remembering to breathe. Just when I was getting into the groove, my toe caught a “hidden” root and I launched forward. My arms shot out and barely saved my face from smashing into a pointed shard of rock. I hit the ground hard. “You OK?” a bearded man casually asked as he scurried past me. I wearily nodded my head yes, snapped to my feet, and staggered after him. Once I stopped shaking, I took inventory of my injuries. A purple knob appeared on my left kneecap, my palms were scraped raw, and my nails looked as if I had been digging for night crawlers. To make matters worse, it started raining, making the footing slick.

We hit the first major downhill and that was when I said adieu to my new best friends. As a competitive triathlete, I had the fitness to hang with the boys on the 40-minute ascent, but like Spiderman, they plummeted down gnarly, narrow, clifflined trails and launched off lofty ledges. My Spidey senses warned me to obey my inner weeniness. I sucked up my ego and cherry-picked through the reckless rock garden, flopping onto my bum at sketchy points and scootching over rock ledges.

I was alone for the first time that morning. An hour into the race, I finally noticed the lovely damp pine smell, melodic chirping birds, and rain tapping on the tree canopies overhead. Wet spruce branches tickled my bare arms with their rain-soaked pointy pods. It was magical.

But the moment was fleeting. I was soon numb to the spitting rain. The cool, wet boulders soothed my scraped hands as I clawed my way hand-over-fist up the muddy rock face. Progress was slow and scary. At the top, orange ribbon lined the route to a crew of cheering volunteers at the rest stop. They had schlepped hundreds of gallons of water, Gatorade, and goodies up the mountainside.

I sloshed down some water, munched a handful of mini-pretzels and the tastiest M&Ms ever, then started down the wicked steep descent that had claimed Peter Allen. Sitting back on my heels, I slalomed between trees to cut speed. I fluttered my arms and desperately grabbed twigs and boulders for balance, longing for the forgotten gloves I had left at home.

Some time later, without warning, the scree-strewn trail spilled onto a grassy field and I tumbled across the finish line. My watch beamed a teasing 4:00:10. I thought of five places I could have saved ten seconds, but it didn’t matter—bruised, scraped, and exhausted, I was exhilarated. As Vincent said, “Sore ribs, skinned hands, and all that jazz is reason to rejoice.”

I sipped an icy-cold Coke and eased slowly toward the mound of mouthwatering melon piled high next to the overflowing bowl of bagels and containers of cream cheese covering the folding table. My legs felt as wobbly as a sailor stepping on land after a month at sea. I dropped onto the grass with a relieved sigh and traded war stories with fellow racers, all the while watching for Eric. A half-hour later, looking as frazzled as I felt, he flopped across the finish line. We embraced in victory and relief. My stiff body ached all over, and I knew that the next day my insides would feel as shaken as a dry martini. But right then I felt as happily buzzed as if I had just finished one.

STEFANI JACKENTHAL resides in Manhattan. Her next challenge is an urban-adventure romp through New York City.


#1496.  WHO:  Devon Martin and Jessica Reifer
WHEN: March 21, 2004
WHERE: At the Armory race
WHAT THEY SAID:

Devon: Coaching this group can be stressful sometimes.

Jessica: Not because of me. I'm the perfect athlete.

Devon did not respond to this, but we imagine that she was thinking all sorts of unprintable things.


#1495.  WHO:  Jonathan Cane and Jesse Lansner
WHEN: March 20, 2004
WHERE: At dinner, wondering whether it was a good idea to order another round of drinks before an 8:00 am group run the next morning.
WHAT THEY SAID:

Jonathan: We can't lead a group run hungover.

Jesse: Laura [a member of the group] is still here, so we won't be the only ones who don't feel well tomorrow.

Jonathan: No, because she's just drinking water.

Jesse: I guess she's smarter than we are.

Jonathan: The water she's drinking is smarter than we are.


#1494.  WHO:  Otto Hoering
WHEN: March 8, 2004
WHERE: New York Daily News
WHAT HE WROTE: 

MIA
Manhattan:
President Bush wants us to remember the leadership he displayed in the wake of the 9/11 terrorist attacks. I do remember. I remember that he stood on the smoldering ruins of the World Trade Center and proclaimed that he would find those responsible for knocking the towers down. So why isn't he using images of a captured Osama Bin Laden in his reelection campaign commercials? Otto Hoering


#1493.  WHO:  John Gleason
WHEN: March 2, 2004
WHERE: At the Armory workout
WHAT HE SAID: "You're a diamond in the rough. But only time will tell if the emphasis is on 'diamond' or 'rough.'"


#1492.  WHO:  Devon Martin and Jessica Reifer
WHEN: March 2, 2004
WHERE: At the start of the Armory workout
WHAT THEY SAID:

Devon: Jess, here's the workout.

Jessica: Um--

Devon: Shush!! I don't want to hear it!


#1491.  WHO:  Kate Irvin and Andrea Haver
WHEN: February 29, 2004
WHERE: Reacting to the tunes played in the van on the ride home
WHAT THEY SAID:

Kate: What CD are you guys playing? Those are strange tunes

Andrea: I think what we are dealing with is a major generation gap


#1490.  WHO:  Andrea Haver
WHEN: February 29, 2004
WHERE: During a speedy ride from Boston to NYC after the track meet with D'Money on the wheel - making it back in record time.
WHAT SHE SAID: "Devon, you're the man!"


#1489.  WHO:  Tony Ruiz
WHEN: February 28, 2004
WHERE: Observing the following photo at Club Night
WHAT HE SAID: "I came over to ask you to take a photo, but instead I just want to take your place here."


#1488.  WHO:  Tony Ruiz and Margaret Angell
WHEN: February 10, 2004
WHERE:  On the way home from the Armory
WHAT THEY SAID:

Tony: I've been doing 50 push-ups first thing every morning since I was 18.

Margaret: How do the women in your life feel about this?

Tony: Why do you think I'm divorced?


#1487.  WHO:  Mike Dougherty
WHEN: January 27, 2004
WHERE:  Coogan's
WHAT HE SAID:  "I'm going to look you up on the internet, but in a good way."

As Chris Price replied, "Aren't they all good ways?"


#1486.  WHO:  Jerome O'Shaugnessy
WHEN: January 27, 2004
WHERE:  The Armory
SETTING: A fellow member commends Jerome for still trying to recruit members, even at his last workout.
WHAT HE SAID:  "I'm still going to be recruiting new members at the airport."


#1485.  WHO:  Frank Handelman
WHEN: January 20, 2004
WHERE:  The Armory.
WHAT HE SAID:  "My father and his brothers all lived into their 90s. My wife's fear that I'll be 85 and still running the 800m. My fear is that Sid Howard will still be running better age-graded times in the same race."


#1484.  WHO:  Joe Glickman
WHERE:  Metrosports Magainze
WHAT HE WROTE:

Three women, three countries, three sports. The common thread: they're all New York City endurance athletes who excel on a local, regional and national level. Helen Havam, a 27-year-old from Estonia who didn't lace on in-line racing skates until 1997, now competes against the best in the world. Stefani Jackenthal, a 37-year-old native New Yorker with a long and eclectic athletic resume, is a sub-3:00 marathoner (2:59:59 to be exact) who has competed at the elite level as a cyclist, triathlete and adventure racer. And duathlete Margaret Schotte, a 27-year-old Canadian and Harvard grad, has in just two seasons become one of the top run/bike/run specialists in North America. All three "wonder women" live in Manhattan, train in Central Park and race internationally. Read their stories, but prepare to suffer if you try to keep up with them in a race.

She'll Tri Anything

Name: Stefani Jackenthal

Age: 37

Home: Manhattan

Sport: Triathlete, Cyclist, Adventure Racer

Full-time job: Journalist, entrepreneur

How's this for a novel personal ad: White Jewish female, 5 feet, 6.5 inches, 115 pounds, former professional cyclist, rises at 5 a.m. to swim, bike and/or run. Trains 16 to 18 hours a week, enjoys sushi, gourmet coffee (black with sugar), yoga, weight training, low-fat frozen yogurt, fine wine and running across the Grand Canyon. Seeking like-minded athlete willing to climb 20,000-foot mountains, swim leech-infested rivers and rappel sheer granite cliffs. No drugs or meat eaters please. Meet Stefani Jackenthal, all-around athlete extraordinaire.

Jackenthal's career as a multi-day adventure racer started innocently enough. A varsity lacrosse player at SUNY Cortland, Jackenthal began cycling between her sophomore and junior years to rehab a leg injury. After graduating from business school in 1991, she cycled through Scandinavia and enjoyed it so much that she got her racing license when she returned. Though the first few races scared the sushi out of her, Jackenthal hung tough, secured a sponsor, and began shining on the national stage. In 1994 she finished a surprising second during a stage of a prestigious pro race in Killington, Vt., proving that she could hang with the top sprinters in the sport. But after damaging her hip in a pileup in 1995, her umpteenth serious crash, she'd had enough. After a six-month layoff, Jackenthal started swim training.

A triathlete was born. By 2001 she earned All-America Triathlon honors at the Olympic distance. That same year Jackenthal won the inaugural New York City Triathlon and qualified for the World Champs in Hawaii at Ironman Lake Placid. How tough is this petite woman from the Upper West Side? Despite "vomiting her guts out" in the heat of Hawaii from mile 80 on the bike to mile 20 on the run, she willed herself to carry on and finish. "It was such a primal experience," she says. "It wasn't pretty but it showed me how deep I could dig."

In fact, until Jackenthal agreed this year to be part of a four-person relay team that set out to break the coed record for cycling across America, she'd planned on qualifying for Kona a second time to "do it right." Though her team crossed the country in six days and 16 hours, narrowly missing the record, Jackenthal raised $15,000, to be split between the American Cancer Society and the American Lung Association. Her mother, who joined Jackenthal at the end of her ride, recently endured surgery and chemotherapy for breast cancer. Despite sleeping about three hours a night for six days in June, Jackenthal loved the experience. "One night I was riding in Missouri at 2 a.m., cranking along while listening to the B52's blaring from the speakers duct-taped on top of our support vehicle," she says. "The headlights barely penetrated the mist in the mountains; it was an eerie and strangely beautiful landscape. I felt part of something larger."

So what's next for this peripatetic jock/journalist/wine connoisseur who's raced and reported on adventure races all over the world? "I dunno," she says. "Maybe a cool half-Ironman this fall; although my running stinks right now. I'm really getting into videography-filming adventure races with a mini DVD player. Did I mention in September I'm headed to Primal Quest in Lake Tahoe ."

Fastest Female on Five Wheels

Name: Helen Havam

Age: 27

Home: Manhattan

Sport: In-line skating

Full-time job: Administrative assistant

Born and raised in Estonia (a small country between Latvia and Russia that gained its independence in 1991), Helen Havam was a national junior champ in the heptathlon with Olympic aspirations. Made up of seven track and field events, the heptathlon is the female equivalent of the decathlon. After high school, however, Havam stopped training and started working at the Foreign Ministry. In 1996, she came to New York for a two-year stint at the Estonian Consulate; she's been here ever since.

A year after arriving in the Big Apple, Havam bought a pair of recreational skates. Every day after work she and a co-worker headed to Central Park to do a lap as fast as they could. One evening, she blew by accomplished local racer Bobby Piedra, who stared in disbelief at the 5-foot, 3-inch woman whizzing by on four wheels. Much to her dismay, he took up the chase, attempting to fraternize with her all the way around the park. By the time they finished the 6.2-mile lap, Piedra asked if she'd like to log another lap, something she'd never done before. In the months that followed, Piedra had Helen on the faster five-wheel skates and began teaching her the nuances of the technically demanding sport. In October, he convinced her to check out a "fun" race in Georgia called the Athens to Atlanta. She finished the 86 undulating miles in 5:21, third in her age group. Though her back ached for weeks, she eventually married her in-line mentor and vowed to learn all she could about her new sport.

In 1999, Havam finished in the money in a prominent pro race out West. In 2002, she made the U.S. National Team and qualified for the World Marathon Champs, although she couldn't compete because she's not a U.S. citizen. Earlier this year, however, Havam represented Estonia at the European Championships in Italy. "It's the biggest race of my career," she says. Havam competed in eight events, finishing fourth in the 500-meter sprint and 13th in the 26.2-mile marathon.

Havam trains six days a week, two to three hours a day. Though she's the dominant skater in the East, she still considers herself a "new skater" compared to the international competitors who've been racing for a decade or more. Getting her to brag about her accomplishments is nearly as difficult as defeating her on the road. "Every race gives you more experience," she says. "I'm still learning. I just love the feeling of pushing hard and doing my best. If my best isn't good enough to win, I'll train harder and go again next year."

A Two-Sport Terror

Name: Margaret Schotte

Age: 27

Home: Manhattan

Sport: Duathlon

Full-time job: Rare book dealer

Ask Ontario native Margaret Schotte, the former captain of the cross-country and track teams at Harvard University, what her best 10K time is and she equivocates like an elected official. "Well, it's not that fast."

How fast?

"Well, just 37:05," she says. "I should be able to go faster."

In elementary school, Schotte (pronounced Scotty, as in "Beam me up") gravitated to running because, she says in her wry, self-effacing style, "I had absolutely no coordination to do anything else." Under the rigorous coaching she enjoyed (and endured) in high school, Schotte was the Canadian national champ at 3,000 meters. At Harvard, where she majored in history and literature, she focused more on the rich social and academic world of Cambridge, Mass., and less on running. "I was faster in high school than I was in college," she says. "There was so much going on, not to mention all the junk food I consumed."

In 1999 she moved to Manhattan, got a job as a rare-book dealer on 55th and Park Avenue and joined the Central Park Track Club. Schotte found the camaraderie and laid-back attitude a "good environment to recharge my running batteries," she says. In 2001, she began cycling to soothe her ailing hamstrings. After completing the 325-mile New York-to-Boston AIDS ride, Schotte continued training on two wheels throughout the winter. Last fall, she tried her first duathlon and was the second woman and eighth overall. She won her next race, the Central Park Biathlon. "My strength as a cross-country runner came through on the bike," Schotte says.

Last winter, Jonathan Cane, a personal trainer and competitive cyclist whom she met during speed workouts in Central Park, hooked her up with Kirk Whiteman, a spinning instructor and elite track cyclist. "Kirk turned my sluggish distance-runner legs into decent biking legs," she says. This spring Schotte eyed the duathlon race calendar like a book dealer would a first edition of Boswell. "I was chomping at the bit to race," she says.

In 2003 Schotte crushed the field in each of the four duathlons she's done. At the Canadian Nationals this July, the 5-foot, 7-inch, 140-pound bookworm won the 10K/40K/5K race comfortably. "I had a smile on my face the whole race," she says.


#1483.  WHO:  Stacia Schlosser
WHEN:  November 2, 2003
WHERE:  The post-marathon party at The Parlour.
WHAT SHE SAID:  "I don't care what you write on the website as long as it doesn't mention me.  Of course, now you'll probably put that on the site."

Well, if you insist...


#1482.  WHO: John Prather and Stuart Calderwood
WHEN:  November 2, 2003
WHERE:  The post-marathon party at The Parlour.
WHAT THEY SAID:

John:  "From now on I want you introduce me just as 'John who used to run with CPTC and now lives in Arizona' and not add anything else."

Stuart:  "Sure."

John:  "Thanks."

Stuart:  (turning to the person next to him):  "This is John.  He once ran a 10k in 30 minutes."


#1481.  WHO: Yves-Marc Courtines and Alexandra Horowitz
WHEN:  October 23, 2003
THE SETTING:  Yves-Marc had just made a hooting sound during the workout.
WHAT THEY SAID:

Yves-Marc:  "That sound means to start the pickup."

Alex:  "So all those construction workers are actually telling me to run faster!"


#1480.  WHO: Margaret Angell and Kevan Huston
WHEN:  October 23, 2003
THE SETTING:  The recently married Kevan was pusing Kieran Calderwood's baby jogger during the workout.
WHAT THEY SAID:

Margaret:  "Are you running with that baby jogger for practice?"

Kevan:  "No.  Why, do you know something I don't?"


#1479.  WHO:  Marty Levine
WHEN:  October 14, 2003
WHAT HE SAID:  "The only thing worse than being a Yankees fan in Boston this weekend was being beat by Trot Nixon and Mike Timlin's wives by almost six minutes in the Boston Half Marathon."

According to the race website, "Included in the field were Red Sox wives Dawn Timlin (wife of Mike), who placed 1001st (1:50:55); and Kathryn Nixon (wife of Trot) who placed 1002nd (1:50:56).  Both were running as part of the Dana-Farber team of runners, who competed and fundraised to fight cancer.  More than 400 Dana-Farber Runners were among the field."  Marty finished in 1:52:30.


#1478.  WHO:  Yves-Marc Courtines
TO:  Mark Sowa
WHEN:  October 5, 2003, during Grete's Great Gallop
WHAT HE SAID:  "There are only two women ahead of you!"

Hearing this, the runner next to Mark asked him:  "What race are you running, anyway?"


#1477.  WHO:  Kim Mannen
TO:  Jessica Reifer
WHEN:  September 7, 2003, after Jessica finished the Fifth Avenue Mile
WHAT SHE SAID:  "Come here.  I want to spank you!"


#1476.  WHO:  Sid Howard
WHERE: RunnersWorld.com, A Brief Chat with Sid Howard by Peter Gambaccini, September 5, 2003

Sid Howard, 64, a great-grandfather from New Jersey, won the 1500 meters gold medal in 5:04.19 for the 60-64 age group at the World Masters Athletics Championships in Puerto Rico in July.  In August, he won the 1500 in 4:57.97 and the 800 in 2:21.94 at the USA Masters Championships in Eugene.  On his 60th birthday, Howard, who competes for the Central Park Track Club, had set a 60 and over indoor world record of 2:12.75 for 800 meters.  At age 59, he received his B.S.W. degree from Kean University if New Jersey

Runner's World Daily:  Is this 1500 your first individual world championship?
Sid Howard:  It is.  Twenty years ago in the same place, Puerto Rico, I ran the World Games and I didn't make the finals of the 800 or the 1500.  A friend of mine was running the marathon and said "why don't you run 20 miles of the marathon with me?"  I was only running after five years at that time.  We got to the 20-mile mark, and instead of me stopping, he stopped.  I ran the whole marathon in 2:46:47.  Someone said "Sid, they're looking for you, you got third place."  But I wasn't legally entered into the marathon.

The next time I ran the World meet was 1989, when I was 50.  I got sixth place in the 800 and seventh place in the 1500.  I finally made the finals.  In '95, in Buffalo, I got my first medal, a second place in the 800.  In '99, I got a bronze medal but I broke the American record (60 and over) with a 2:12.71 in the 800.  Two years later in Australia, I got the silver medal in the 800 and still got fourth place in the 1500.  So I never even won a medal in the 1500 until this year.

RWD:  Was this 1500 a close race?
SH:  It was close until the last lap.  We had 16 people in the race because we didn't have a prelim.  Nobody wanted to take the lead.  Nobody wanted to sacrifice themselves.  It was more of a tactical race; I actually ran seven seconds faster at the Nationals.  My closest competitor was a guy from Norway, and the third guy was from Great Britain.  I led with a lap to go.  It was pretty close until the last 120 meters, and I had a nice finishing kick.

RWD:  You've set world records and relay records and won lots of national championships.  Is this your happiest running achievement?
SH:  I love the team golds more than anything.  I love relay records more than individual.  But for individual accomplishment, I can't get higher than this.  I set world records, and records are made to be broken, and no one can ever take away the fact that I won the 2003 world championship in the 1500 for men 60 to 64.

RWD:  There was a large Central Park Track Club contingent in Puerto Rico.  You've meant a lot to them, leading by example, but it must work both ways. They keep you interested.
SH:  It was good to have my teammates there in Puerto Rico to cheer me on.  That had to help me tremendously.  Without the team, my succcess would not be what it is today.  I have to give the team a lot of credit.  Training by myself is never the same as when I train with the team.  When I'm by myself and I set out to do eight quarters (400s), when I get to the fifth one, I say "oh, I think I've had enough."  When I'm with the team and I know I'm tired and I look over at my teammates and they're still going at it, that helps me tremendously.  Nothing's better than team camaraderie.

RWD:  Were your 800 and 1500 wins in Eugene pretty convincing?
SH:  They were exciting races, especially the 1500.  On the last lap, I took the lead.  I wanted to have those guys chase me down the backstretch and pass me, which they did.  I know that in the 1500, you only have the opportunity to make one quick move.  I wanted those guys to make their move on the backstretch so I could save mine for 150 to go.  That's when I started my kick.

RWD:  You're been running great in age groups for over 20 years.  Physically, how do you keep it going at that level?
SH:  I don't run on the roads and do roadracing as much as I used to.  I don't do any road workouts with the team if I can help it.  I think a lot of it has to do with my diet, that I've been a vegetarian for over 25 years.  I don't do a lot of quantity; I do a lot of quality.  I think that has helped me maintain my speed and my fitness.  I do 400 sit-ups in the morning, five days a week, and try to stretch as well as I can.  I take two days off a week now; I took no days off when I was younger.

RWD:  In December you do the Pete McArdle 15-K cross country in Van Cortlandt Park in the Bronx, with three laps of those difficult back hills.  That's unusual for an 800/1500 guy.
SH:  I will always do that Pete McArdle.  He was one of my idols.  That basically sets me up for indoor track.  Whenver I can do those three times around, that gives me a lot of confidence that I'm going to have a good indoor season.  That's the longest distance (15-K) that I run, and it helps me out tremendously.

RWD:  Do you figure you'll be racing well into your 70s?
SH:  I was hoping I would be one of the first men at the age of 100 to actually not jog but run.  Next year, I'm going into a new age group.  Every age group gives you something to motivate you.  I'm doing to continue hitting age groups until three digits, one-zero-zero.


#1475.  WHO:  Isaya Okwiya and Devon Martin
WHEN:  August 16, 2003
WHERE:  Post-softball game dinner on Devon's rooftop deck
WHAT THEY SAID:

Isaya:  "Breasts are nice, but I prefer legs."

Devon:  "Of course you do; you're a runner."

Isaya:  "I thought we were talking about the chicken."


#1474.  WHO:  Paul Carbonara
WHERE: Metrosports New York

Sweat, Rides and Rock 'n' Roll
By Jonathon Cane

A strange collision of worlds happens around sunrise on weekend mornings in New York City.  While club-goers doing the "walk of shame" head home from a long night on the town, cyclists zip through the streets on their way to races in Central and Prospect parks.  Ask a member of either group, and it's likely they'll tell you that the other is crazy.  One exception is Paul Carbonara.  As both the guitarist with the timeless rock group Blondie and a regular on the local cycling scene, Carbonara is one of the few New Yorkers who is equally comfortable in either world.

Carbonara began riding in 1991 as a way to get in shape and help motivate him to quit smoking.  When he entered and won his first race, he was hooked.  At the time, Carbonara was playing the New York club scene and supplementing his income with a variety of jobs, including work as a computer programmer, construction worker and stockbroker.  When he got the Blondie gig in 1997, it meant a steady income, but also a steady dose of traveling.  Despite the time on the road, Carbonara manages to stay in top shape, and he still races regularly when he's in the city.  Carbonara sat down with MetroSports to talk about his dual lives.

MSNY:  Which came first music or bikes?

PC:  I'm lucky. I love music and knew what I wanted to do when I was 11 years old. I've been riding for over 10 years now and recently got into running as a way to stay in shape when I don't have the bike on the road. I found out I can run OK and started racing some duathlons last year.

MSNY:  Can you ride when you're out on tour with Blondie?

PC:  If we're traveling by tour bus, I take my bike everywhere.  After the show, we drive overnight to the next venue.  We usually get to the hotel around 6 A.M., and I'll go right out for a ride and then take a nap before the afternoon sound check.  One time I rode 100 miles before a show, and I was a basket case on stage that night.  Now Debbie [Harry] has me on a strict 80-mile limit.

MSNY:  Your cycling and running teammates must be surprised when they find out you're in a famous rock 'n' roll band.

PC:  I don't talk about it too much.  People have expectations of what you're supposed to be like.

MSNY:  Does that mean it's not all the sex and drugs and rock 'n' roll that we imagine?

PC:  When you're doing anything at a high level you can't [screw] around.  It's the music business.

MSNY:  So it's more PowerBars, GU and Gatorade than bourbon, scotch and beer?

PC:  We actually had a tour where no one in the band even had a beer.  The hard part is controlling your diet with the unbelievable food spreads that are waiting for us in every city.

MSNY:  Even if the stereotypes aren't all true, it must be hard making the two lifestyles mesh.

PC:  It's rough because the hours conflict.  Weekend nights are big for working musicians, and most races are first thing Saturday or Sunday morning.  It was easier when I was younger.  I could go straight out to the race without any sleep.

MSNY:  Now that you've hit the ripe old age of 40, how much longer can you keep this up?

PC:  I don't want to be on the road forever, but one way or another, I'll be riding and playing until I'm an old man.


#1473.  WHO:  Audrey Kingsley
WHERE:  At the Thursday Night Road Workout on July 25, 2003
WHAT SHE SAID:  "I'm the glue that holds this team together.  The least you could do is mention my name more often on the website!"
OUR RESPONSE:  We think this just a ploy to get another mention on the Famous Quotes page.  Of course, it will never work...


#1472.  WHO:  Brice Wilson (New York Flyers)
WHERE:  New York Flyers Newsletter, June 2003
WHAT HE SAID:  "I lost to a girl."

The newsletter then notes that "Margaret Schotte of CPTC edged him out for first place on the run leg of the Spring Couples Relay."  In this case "edged out" is shorthand for "Margaret and Brice were running together for about 1.5 miles of the 2.2 mile run.  Then Margaret sped up and won by 15 seconds."


#1471.  WHO:  Kim Mannen and Frank McConville
WHERE:  The Houston Chronicle


#1470.  WHO:  Bill Haskins and Jerome O'Shaughnessy
TOPIC:  The Proposed 150-Mile Relay for Central Park's 150th Birthday
WHAT THEY SAID:

Bill:  Is anybody interested in joining me in a 150-mile relay to commemorate Central Park's birthday?

Jerome:  I'll do it, as long as we're not the only two runners.

Bill:  Don't worry.  We'll each run one loop, and Audrey Kingsley will run the rest.


#1469.  WHO: Margaret Angell
WHERE: RunnersWorld.com, A Brief Chat with Margaret Angell by Peter Gambaccini, May 23, 2003

Margaret Angell, 26, ran 2:46:20 for 21st place at the London Marathon in April and qualified for the 2004 U.S. Olympic Marathon Trials. Angell, a former captain of the Harvard track team, now lives in New York and competes for the Central Park Track Club. She prepped for London by dominating the local roadracing scene in New York this winter, winning the Joe Kleinerman 10-K in 35:48, the New York Road Runners 20-Mile in 2:14:41 ("a workout"), the Brooklyn Half-Marathon in 1:18:37, the Snowflake Four-Mile in 23:15, and the Al Gordon 15-K in 58:09.

Runner's World Daily: Why did you travel to London for your spring marathon instead of Boston? Did you figure the time had arrived for you to go under the Trials qualifying time of 2:48?
Margaret Angell: I actually ran London two years ago on the suggestion of someone from the Central Park Track Club, Craig Chilton, who had PRed there. He said it was a very fast course, and there was an all-women's start, which is really exciting and fun as a female athlete, to just be racing against women. Two years ago in London, I broke 3:00 for the first time, with a 2:56:58. Then in New York in 2001 I ran 2:51:41. After that, I felt in my next marathon I'd go for the sub-2:48, and I really wanted to do it in New York in 2002, so I trained for a year for that. And six weeks before New York, I got a stress fracture in my left foot. I got a recovery regimen which included pool running, which helped me significantly, and I continued pool running throughout my training. So when it came to picking a spring marathon to try to do it (sub-2:48), I felt really good about it--the memories of the course, the all-women's start.

RWD: A lot of attention was heaped on Paula Radcliffe and Deena Drossin. Was that distraction, or were you able to focus on your own mission?
MA: I was standing right behind Deena Drossin on the starting line. I think it was really cool. Watching Paula come to the line was really exciting. All the women were cheering for her. She was really nice; she turned around and said good luck to everybody. My race is very different from their race. What was sort of nice about it was it didn't really matter what place I came in. What mattered to me was my time. Having more fast women around is beneficial.

RWD: You were 1:40 under the qualifier. By mile 24 or so, were you able to relish that, figuring unless you completely bonked, you'd made it?
MA: Yeah, except it hurt (laughs). People have asked me "how did it feel?" Literally, for the last six miles, the only thought in my head was "stick to this pace, stick to this pace, just don't slow down." I was really racing against my own body at that point. There's a huge "800 meters to go" sign. I still didn't know if I was going to finish the race. I'd talked to my Coach Tony Ruiz a lot about keeping that pace consistent throughout, and finishing with the same amount of dignity that you started with. That was the only thing I was focusing on. I sort of didn't believe it until I crossed the finish line.

RWD: Did you find the range distances, the regularity of races, and the competition level in New York in the winter to be ideal preparation for London?
MA: Yeah, it was. I also ran the DMR anchor leg for the Central Park Track Club at indoor nationals. What was key for me was to have the support of my club team, and to mark my training with our club team scoring races. The only one that wasn't a team race was the 20-miler, which I did as a training run. Having that focus of races for the team helped me tick off check marks along the way in terms of tuning up. Looking at your own schedule and lining it up against the New York Road Runners schedule, you think "I'm going to run a half-marathon four to six weeks before my marathon, I want to do a really fast 10-K, I want to have shorter distances involved." I'm more of a strength runner. I need that speed, and to be able to do a four-mile roadrace and that indoor season up at the Armory where I ran a couple of times. To have all that in New York City, and being able to do my pool running at different pools as well, along with my training in Central Park with my club, all that infrastructure that goes into creating a program really helped.

RWD: Are you going to graduate school in September?
MA: I'm doing a joint degree, an MBA at Columbia and a masters in public policy at the Kennedy School at Harvard. It will be three years. My first year, while I'm training for the Trials, will be in New York, which is critical to me.

RWD: How well did you run as a Harvard undergrad?
MA: My focus was always the mile, but I ran cross country. My senior year, I was pretty good. I was a walk-on. They really didn't think a New York City private schoolgirl was Division I material.

RWD: They should have learned from Meredith Rainey (a New York private school girl who won myriad Heptagonals titles at Harvard and became an Olympian).
MA: Exactly. She's one of my heroes. I think my mile PR in high school was like a 5:16. Senior year at Harvard, I ran a 4:52.11. I had a great time with the Harvard track team. I came in second in the indoor mile and the outdoor 1500 at the Heps my senior year.

RWD: Tell us about fundraising for ALS research.
MA: It's the ALS Marathon Team. We raised funds for the Robert Packard Center for ALS Research at Johns Hopkins and the ALS Development Foundation in Boston. We've run seven events, five large scale (New York City or Boston Marathons), and we've raised about $650,000 for ALS research

RWD: And you've worked as a Program Director for another terrific organization, Take The Field.
MA: I have just left Take The Field. I had the most amazing experience. They've shaped everything I want to do with my life, but I'm taking the summer off to travel and hang out and try and relax a little bit. Take the Field is a not-for-profit that is rebuilding the athletic fields at public high schools in New York City. They have a $100 million three-to-one challenge grant from the mayor which allows them to build 12 to 14 fields a year, usually a track around a multipurpose field. They're all at big inner city high schools. They're beautiful state-of-the-art facilities. Kids love them, teachers love them, communities love them. It's a fantastic, fantastic program. As of June 30, they will have completed 32 fields, with about 27 tracks. One of my favorites projects was a 400-meter Mondo track we put in at Boys and Girls High school in Brooklyn--the best track in New York City for the best track program in New York City.


#1468.  WHO: Charlotte Cutler
WHERE:  JP Morgan Chase Corporate Challenge Website
WHAT SHE SAID:  "The hours were incredibly long and the day-to-day stress was difficult to deal with at times, but running is something that is there to get you through it.  Maybe you can't train as long or as hard as you would like, but during the past few months it was more important than training for a race.  It was training to maintain a quality of life and to create separation for what was going on in the world."


#1467.  WHO: Gabe Sherman
WHERE:  New York Runner, Spring 2003 issue, in an article titled 'Running Your First Road Race'

Laura Ford decided to try racing when she moved to New York two years ago.  "I was looking for a change in my running routine," the 23-year-old says.  "I had raced on the track team in college, but I wanted to experience something new.  My first road race was a 5-miler in Central Park and there was such electricity in the air.  I could almost feel the crowd carrying me along."

Beyond offering a break from training, road racing is an excellent way to measure your fitness and boost your motivation.  "It really focuses my running," adds Ford.  "After I sign up for a race, it's something extra to train for."

Joseph Kozusko, a 29-year-old college professor who recently completed his first half-marathon, agrees.  "I started running only about a year ago." he says.  "When I decided to get back in shape, I found that running and racing were important indicators of my improvement.  It's been exciting to see the progression."


#1466.  WHO:  Kevan Huston
WHERE:  New York Runner, Spring 2003 issue, in an article written by Stacy Creamer


#1465.  WHO:  Audrey Kingsley
WHERE:  Biography for 2003 Central Park Track Club board elections
WHAT SHE WROTE: "I began running competitively (or so I thought) in January 1997, but didn't really compete until I joined CPTC later that year.  I now race distances from the 5K to the marathon, and the running joke is --- no pun intended --- all at the same speed.  I have served on the Executive Board as the Women's open rep since 1999 and have seen the caliber of the women's team escalate since then.  I am also responsible for maintaining our ever-changing membership rosters, which is no small feat since you all seem to move more than the average New Yorker.  It would be an honor for me to continue to serve CPTC in both capacities, as it would give me the opportunity to give to something that has given so much to me."


#1464. WHO: Toby Tanser
WHERE: RunnersWorld.com, A Brief Chat with Toby Tanser by Peter Gambaccini, March 7, 2003

Toby Tanser, the author of the highly respected "Train Hard, Win Easy: The Kenyan Way," has now written the newly published "The Essential Guide To Running The New York City Marathon." Tanser served as the marathon's Assistant Elite Athlete Coordinator in 2002. He was born in England, competed internationally for Iceland and Sweden, and now is a New York-based member of the Central Park Track Club. His personal bests include a 2:16:07 marathon and 1:03:01 half-marathon.

Runner's World Daily: Your book goes beyond how to prepare for and run the New York City Marathon. It encompasses the entire experience visitors will have while they're in the city.
Toby Tanser: I was absolutely shocked the first time I came to live in New York before the '99 marathon. I'd heard about the marathon, but you take everything you hear with a grain of salt. I had been to a lot of big marathons, so I didn't expect anything. And I was flabbergasted by the whole week. It wasn't so much just the one race. The day before, at the Friendship Run, I saw 15,000 people, and it's not even the main event yet. People look forward to it as much as the marathon. I thought "why not try and have a fun book that would also encourage people, and highlight the many, many great parts about the New York City Marathon?"

RWD: Why, of the more than 500 races you say you've done, does the New York City Marathon stand out the most?
TT: I'd really lost the lust to do racing, so the only race I really looked forward to doing was the New York City Marathon. I ran a marathon in Finland once, and there were maybe ten people on the whole course. You know when you go through the marathon you're going to go through pain, whether you're in bad form or good form. It's universal, at 20 miles, everybody starts to feel it. But here, you know that when you reach mile 15, it'll seem like you're starting all over again, because you come onto First Avenue. The marathon has so many exciting highlights. Fifth Avenue, on the way back, and Central Park South are parts of the course to look forward to, instead of just one stretch of 26 miles. At the Istanbul Marathon, you run in the middle of the traffic. You don't even know you're in a marathon anymore; cars are beeping. But in New York, as soon as you lose concentration, people are yelling at you in the street. The energy here is like nothing else.

RWD: One runner in the book says the New York City Marathon "gives me chills." That must be a common reaction.
TT: I used to watch the New York City Marathon every year in Europe. But it's one of those events you have to experience yourself in life. No one can tell you how it feels. No one can explain it. I was a disbeliever before I ran the course, but coming off that (Queensborough) bridge, it's a wall of noise. It's almost like you're in a tunnel with people shouting all around you.

RWD: You quote John Kagwe (the 1997 and 1998 champion), warning runners not to do anything crazy until you get past 18 miles. Most of the winners have heeded to that.
TT: Definitely. The runners I've spoken to who've won say, "Wait until you can see Central Park" (around 22 miles). Your mind plays tricks with you. People talk about the second wind. You feel good, and the crowds pull you along, and you get lulled into this false sense of security. The marathon is really a game of patience.

RWD: Your books got lists of restaurants, running stores, doctors, massage therapists, and even some detailed advice people might overlook - like not letting your feet get wet.
TT: I drilled every single person I could to get as wide a perspective as possible. My fastest friends run just over two hours and my slowest friends run seven hours. The faster marathoner doesn't have to worry about the water cups around the stations but for the six-hour marathoner, that's a concern. I tried to appeal not to just one frame of runner but to every single runner.

RWD: And you mention that New York City has qualifying times, which isn't well-known.
TT: It's not well-publicized. A lot of people I've spoken to have half-marathon times that qualify them and they don't even realize it.

RWD: And if you've lost in the marathon lottery three times, the New York Road Runners let you in.
TT: Right. Those who persevere will get in. And the nine (NYRR) races is great. It's made sure that people are committed to the event.

RWD: As the assistant elite athlete coordinator in New York, you've gotten to know many of the top runners quite well. Rodgers Rop has now won in Boston and in New York City. A lot of attention gets paid to the people who run fast on the flat "raceway" courses, but could a case be made that Rop is the top marathoner in the world right now?
TT: I think (Khalid) Khannouchi is perhaps the best. But barring Khannouchi, yeah, Rop is by far the most underrated supreme athlete at the moment. The fact that he's winning on these "classic" courses like New York and Boston means "okay, he hasn't got a 2:06 time." But he's well-respected in Kenya by a lot of these one-shot Kenyans who come in and run one 2:06 and then fade away. He's easily holding his own against those (in training) if not running in front of them. He was doing kilometer repeats, 20 of them, in 2:43, with 20 seconds rest, and he was refusing to take the 30 seconds in-between. He's running so smoothly. I think he has to be one of the top favorites for the Olympics in 2004.


#1463.  WHO:  Frank Handelman
BACKGROUND:  On February 27, 2003, two Central Park Track Club teams attempted to break 4x800m relay records at the Armory.  On such an occasion, it was important for the runners to wear proper team uniforms (that is, in the true meaning of the word 'uniform,' as in identical clothing).  During that day, there were some frantic calls to borrow some team gear until everyone got their gear.  During that race, there were three other Central Park Track Club teams in the field, one of which includes Frank.  Our teams managed to break those world/American records, but there was an unintended record too ...

WHAT HE SAID: "I thought I'd had every experience on the track but this is the first time I was ever beaten by my own shorts!"


#1462. WHO: Ellen Wallop
WHERE:  New York Runner, January/February 2003

[Ellen Wallop, 51, is a longtime photographer for New York Runner and other NYRR publications.  Since 1996, she has had 12 surgical treatments for breast cancer, and last summer she underwent two months of chemotherapy.  A runner and triathlete for 25 years, Wallop believes that running has helped her enormously in dealing with breast cancer and its treatment.  This article chronicles her most recent battle with the disease.]

Saturday, May 18

I had surgery three weeks ago.  Today I learned that I'll have a second surgery next Thursday, followed by chemotherapy starting June 10.  Now I can figure out a running schedule.  I want to be in the best possible shape before they start beating me up.

I just ran a loop of Prospect Park.  After last night's big storm it was very wet and empty.  Beautiful.  Yeti, my dog, had fun in the puddles.  My 9-year-old son Will's baseball game is canceled.

I'm going to try to do the NYRR Kurt Steiner Summer Evening Series in Prospect Park, every other Wednesday night starting next week.  I love those races.  They're like racing in the old days: You had in your three dollars, pin on a number, and walk to the start line.  It's a great workout and a tough course.  It will be good to see what I can do in a 5K now.

I have to make the most of the good days because I don't know what's going to happen.  I've never done chemo.  I just can't imagine what it will be like.

Tuesday, May 21

Easy run with Yeti.

I have the MUGA (multiple gated acquisitions) scan today, which looks at the heart.  Basically it will tell my doctor, Anne Moore, MD, of New York Presbyterian Hospital/Cornell University Medical Center, whether my heart is strong enough to withstand the chemo.  Dr. Moore wants me to do AC (adriamycin and cytoxan).  It's the more aggressive form of the two most common chemo treatments for breast cancer, but said if my heart can stand it, it's the better treatment.  If I don't pass the test, then I've wasted years of my life running!

There's really nothing to the test besides having radioactive stuff pumped into you.  I have to wonder, though: Everyone else is hiding behind leaded walls, the material is labeled with big red warnings and skull and crossbones, and yet they're injecting it directly into my vein.  Does that seem healthy?

Thursday, May 23

It's about noon, and I'm waiting to go to the hospital for the surgery.  I haven't eaten since midnight.  It's going to be a long day and night.

Last night I ran the first Summer Evening Series race.  It was great.  The park was really beautiful --- golden sun, cool.  Will and Michael, my husband, came along.  I was pleased wit the run --- I ran a hard but not uncomfortable 26:30.  Not great but a good baseline effort as I head into the great unknown.  I ran a bit this morning with Yeti.

Friday, May 24

Surgery's over.  Uneventful.  Now a few days' rest.

Wednesday, May 29

Got out for a run today.  It's very humid.  I didn't have a lot of zip --- I sat down at the dog hill and really took it easy all along.  I'm pretty swollen and bruised, but it wasn't uncomfortable running, though the stitches and bandages are getting itchy.  Stitches out tomorrow, I hope.

Friday, May 31

Yesterday I ran over the Brooklyn Bridge with my friend Janet.  It was an effort at first but eventually I started feeling better.  I went to Dr. Hoffman, my plastic surgeon, in the afternoon.  I was pretty swollen.  He drained a lot of nasty looking fluid out and I immediately felt better.

I ran a real dog run today --- stops and starts with Yeti --- but I did run a good hill.  I need to do more of that if I'm going to do better in Wednesday's Summer Evening Series race.

During my run I thought about my first mastectomy.  I was so scared.  I couldn't believe they were going to cut me open.  I kept thinking of all the years of racing when I was so obsessively concerned with taking care of my body: the running; the weight workouts; calculating VO2 max, calories per day, and body fat percentage.  The constant monitoring: Am I leaner, am I faster?  I thought I could make my body do whatever I wanted --- that I could will it be stronger.  Maybe this was all divine justice, a punishment for being too selfishly concerned with the body.  It will show me I really have no control at all over how it works. 

I long ago got over the vanity aspect of the mastectomy.  It's just not that big a deal.  It's just not that big a deal.  So saying, today I'm going for my wig consultation.

Saturday, June 1

The wig consultation was okay, but I'm going to look like a drag queen.  While I was there, Cat, my niece, called.  She's been diagnosed with breast cancer.  She's only 32.  I can't believe this.

Sunday, June 2

I coached two baseball games with Will's team, the Seekers, and we won them both.  I'm glad I won't lose my hair before the end of Little League.  I don't want to scare the team.

Wednesday, June 5

I finished my second Summer Evening Series race in 26:53, about 20 seconds slower than the first, but it was so hot and humid you could take a bit out of the air and chew on it, as Will said.  I was a little disappointed but I have to accept that the surgery, four days off, and the heat might slow me down a bit.

Monday, June 10

Here we go, Day One Chemo.  Dr. Moore said my MUGA test result was the strongest she'd ever seen, so I guess running does work.  

The word chemotherapy brings so many images of misery.  I can't believe it will be me this time.

Post-treatment: It was actually anti-climactic.  They just put in the IV, pump in the stuff, and send you home.  There were some weird sensations but nothing much.  My friend Robin came along as the all-time chemotherapy pro.  She's had every drug invented and now is on a clinical trial drug that is working extraordinarily well.

One funny thing about chemo is the Frozfruit popsicles.  Pat, the nurse, had me eat two of them while the adriamycin was pumped in to constrict the blood vessels in the mouth and prevent mouth sores.  The sores used to be a very common and miserable side effect.  It seems to work.

Tuesday, June 11

I took an easy run after dropping Will at school, and felt fine.  I took it easy at Little League practice and went to sleep early.

Wednesday, June 12

I didn't have a chance to run because I had to take Yeti to the vet, but probably wouldn't have anyway.  I have low-level nausea, no energy, and no appetite.  Thank goodness it rained just before baseball practice so it was canceled.

Thursday, June 13

I did a little run this morning, about 35 minutes.  Not very quick, but it felt like hard work.

Thursday, June 20

My white blood cell counts are down to 1.8.  They won't give chemo if the counts are below 3, and they should be over 4.

Saturday, June 22

Today was the final baseball game.  We lost, but everyone played well.  It was a great season.  The kids made me get-well cards and a poster of photos.  They are all so sweet.

Tuesday, June 25

I got my head shaved today.  Cat came along and took pictures.  I look just horrible bald.  I hope Michael and Will won't be freaked out.  The wig is good enough.

Monday, July 1

Treatment No. 2 was easy as can be, but I can't help thinking again: I'm sticking out my arm to let them drip poison into me.  Poison so bad it will make my hair fall out, damage my heart, and kill cells indiscriminately.  Is this why I took such care of myself for all those years?

Pat Farrell, my nurse, asked me if I was still running, and I said as much as possible.  She said a lot of people who breeze through the first two treatments get hammered by number three.  "I can guarantee you won't be running after the third treatment," she said.

Tuesday, July 2

I got tickets to the Brooklyn Cyclones last night.  The game was great.  In deference to possible nausea I skipped the hotdogs and had just a little beer.

Tomorrow we leave for the beach for the rest of the summer.  I can't wait.

Sunday, July 14

Boy, it's hot today.  I'm so glad to be at the beach.  I feel so much better out here.

Monday, July 15

A hopelessly weak run ---  possibly  25 minutes and I had to walk the little hill.  It felt good to get out, though.  My feet hurt a lot.  My shoes must be getting worn down.

Saturday, July 20

I took a swim out to the barrels today with Betsy, Hendy, and Susan.  Felt great.  I haven't done a good ocean swim in ages.  We probably did a third of a mile.  Of course I was hanging on each barrel gasping for air, but I made it.

I only ran three days this past week --- really pathetic.  The least hill was too much.  But I went farther each day.  The heat really seems to make a difference in how I feel.  My white blood cell counts are down to 1.1

Monday, July 22

I went for the third treatment, but my counts are too low, so I was told to come back next week.  Pat said if they gave me the AC with my counts that low I would certainly get sick, and possibly end up in the hospital.

Now my schedule is all off.  I had hoped to do Ellen's Run, a 5K run for breast cancer in Easthampton on August 12, at the end of the third cycle.  Now I'll have to run it just after the third treatment.  I hope I don't feel too lousy.  I really want to enjoy the run.  However, I can't say I mind feeling normal for another week.

Sunday, July 28

I played golf, and my hands were very stiff and sore when I gripped the club.  Strange.

Monday, July 29

Third treatment.  They reduced the dose a little because my blood counts just aren't coming back as quickly as they should.  Dr. Moore said I was getting a hefty dose anyway.  That surprised me, because I've been feeling so much better than I expected.  I haven't thrown up at all and really only had a few times when I needed to lie down.  I've probably fallen asleep on the beach more often than usual.  But that's about it.

I went straight to the beach after I got back from the city.  As I was standing in the ocean someone said, "You're just back from chemo?  Aren't you supposed to feel bad?"

"I guess, but I don't , so I'm not going to wait around until I do," I said.  

I mentioned my sore hands and feet to Dr. Moore.  She said it's probably post-chemo rheumatism starting early.  Now that's a side effect I've never heard of.  It never occurred to me that it had anything to do with chemo.  I thought I was wearing bad shoes.

Thursday, August 8

Ellen's Run is in four days.  This is always such an important day for me.  The race is named for Julie Ratner's sister, who did not survive the disease.  Each race has been momentous.  My first time, in 1998, I won the Survivor's Division and a fantastic watch.  The next year was after my second diagnosis, and I had the second mastectomy just 12 days before the race.  I still was bandaged and with all my stitches, I jogged it.  Eileen McGann won the Survivor's Division.  She was excited about the watch, too.  The next year my biggest goal was to be back and fit again.  I won the next two years, two more watches, and both times it was such an important anniversary to be back, healthy and running well.

But here I was again, just trying to finish.  I have to be sure I can make the distance, 5K.  How pathetic is this?  I'm going to try to run to Scuttlehole Road today.  It's only a few miles, but I'll treat it like a distance run --- a 20-miler.

Cat started treatment today.

Sunday, August 11

I'm so tired.  I got home from a job at 2:00am.  I can't even think about being competitive.  I'll just run as steady as I can.

Monday, August 12

Ellen's Run.  What a day!  I was certainly not fast but in the last half-mile I caught up with Eileen McGann and we finished together, hand in hand.  I know it's corny but it just seemed right.  I think we were 28:50 something.  We tied for first-place survivors.  Julie Ratner was so excited for us but she said, "How are we going to split the watch?"  But those amazing men from McCarver & Moser had come to the race with two necklaces for prizes this year --- one they thought I'd like if I won and another for anyone else.  So they gave Eileen and me each one.  I ran with my pink "in honor of" sign for Dr. Moore and Pat Farrell because they're the ones who got me this far.

Monday, August 26

Last treatment --- I'll never eat a Frozfruit again!  I took my Ellen's Run sign and the newspaper article with our picture to Pat and Dr. Moore.  Who said I wouldn't be running after the treatment?

I can't believe how excited I am to be finished.  As soon as I got back to Bridgehampton I went straight to the beach.  "Will, I'm done," I said.  "No more chemo, Mom?" he asked.  "Now will your hair come back?"  Everyone gave me hugs and kisses.  It was really terrific.

Sunday, September 15

Komen New York City Race For The Cure: Last spring, when I told Will I had cancer again, he said, "Mom, you better run that Race For The Cure."  I'm so happy to be here.  Dr. Moore said to expect the drugs to be affecting my system for six to eight weeks, so I'm definitely not 100 percent yet.

I met up with Patty, Jennifer, and their daughters for the race but ran alone.  When I see those young girls I just pray they will not go through this.  Will and Michael were at the 72nd Street Transverse.  I really like it when they're at a race.  I ran 28:30-ish and felt fine, though it did seem longer than I remember around the southern end of the park.

Sunday, October 30

Race for the Cure, Princeton, New Jersey: The whole family came out to run and walk for a team, the Wal-lop-ers.  It was great fun to have them all at the finish.  I pulled of my scarf to wave at the end.  "Yep, my mother's bald," Will said to his cousin.  I ran 27:19, not great, but it's much easier when you have some blood cells to work with.

I don't want to run as a survivor now.  I want to just be a runner.

Ellen Wallop is a long-time member of the Central Park Track Club and was a vice-president of the club in the 1990's.  In 1999, a special award was presented by our President John Kenney at the Annual Dinner to Ellen Wallop (see above photo), for strength and courage in the face of apparent adversity.  A survivor of breast cancer, Ellen found out that she had a relapse this year. 


#1461.  WHO:  Zeb Nelessen
WHEN: Thursday Night At The Races, January 30, 2003
WHAT HE SAID: "My splits didn't really reflect my time."


#1460. WHO: Stuart Calderwood
WHERE: The Armory
WHEN:  February 4, 2003
SITUATION:  Talking to a fellow member who was admiring his son Kieran
WHAT WE FIRST REPORTED HE SAID:  "His first words will probably be 'lane 4, 32 seconds or faster.'"
WHAT HE ACTUALLY SAID:  "His first words will probably be 'Watch lane two...watch lane four.'"


#1459. WHO: Peter Gambaccini
WHERE:  New York Runner, January/February 2003 issue
SUBJECT:  Fitting It In: How Time-Pressed Runners Manage Their Many Miles
WHAT HE WROTE:

At 1:00 a.m., when even the city that never sleeps is, for the most part, sleeping, Dan Sack is out for a 12-mile run.

"It's quiet at that hour.  It's really graceful," says Sack, an emergency room physician.  That may be true, but the fact is, if Sack didn't squeeze in his running in the wee hours, he probably wouldn't run at all.  This marathon generally works 12-hour shifts at Hudson Valley Hospital in Peekskill --- either 7:00am to 7:00pm, or overnight.

"I'll come from an overnight shift, sleep all day, and then I'll do a run at night," says Sack, who has also been known to go directly from the hospital to the start of a morning road race.

Sack might seem to be paying a high price to maintain his running passion, but to him, running is essential.  "It's decompression from the type of work I do," he explains.

...

Other early-morning runners, thought they may not be so sanguine, log their pre-dawn miles without complaint.  Margaret Angell, a program director for Take The Field, a not-for-profit public/private partnership that rebuilds school athletic facilities, runs early three mornings a week, even in winter "when it's ugly and dark and cold."  She laughs when asked if she's wide-awake for those sessions.  "I saw a friend at 6:15 this morning, and when I talked to her afterward, she said, 'You look like s--t," Angell reports.

The payoff, say Angell and others, is a life greatly enriched by the inclusion of an activity that's all about extending limits.  "I can't imagine my life without it," Angell says of her sport.  "Whenever I'm in a bad mood, my mom asks, "Have you gone for a run today?"  I can't function without that outlet.  It is the hour in the day when I'm completely by myself."

When necessary, seriously time-crunched runners will resort to extreme tactics to make sure their running happens.  Hank Berkowitz of Rowayton, Connecticut, has run almost daily for the past 20 years.  When his schedule offers no other alternative, he'll run through airports and from train stations.  "I've left cocktail parties early to sneak in a run between drinks and dinner, and I've left family gatherings in between courses of meal.  I've never regretted any of it," he says.

For most part, advance planning is the key to making the training happen.  Angell spends "a lot of my energy focusing on scheduling --- how long does it take to get to the gym, to lift, to run five miles, get home, shower, and make it for a breakfast meeting."  She even moved from the West Village to the Upper West Side to make it all more feasible.  "I live three blocks away from my gym," she says.  "I'm halfway between Central Park and Riverside Park, and I can walk to work in the morning."

In some running households, ingenious cooperation is required to accommodate the demands of training.  Gordon Bakoulis, an author, editor, coach, and mother of two young boys, and her husband, Alan Ruben, engage in a weekly spectacle Bakoulis calls 'our Tuesday night tag team.'  Bakoulis coaches Moving Comfort New York and Ruben is president of the Central Park Track Club.  "I start our workouts in Central Park bang-on-the-dot at 6:30 so I can get home to relieve Alan at 7:30 during the winter, when his team works out at the Armory at 8:00," explains Bakoulis, who lives on Manhattan's Upper West Side.  "On the last interval, I finish and keep right on running, a sustained hard effort all the way home.  I run in , take the elevator, and Alan is waiting in the hallway with the children.  We exchange two sentences about who's eaten what and what the nap schedule has been, and I see him in two hours, rafter he's done his workout.  Laughs Bakoulis, "It's crazy.  I'm just glad our kids are good sports."


#1458.  WHO:  Margaret Angell
WHEN:  February 1, 2003
SITUATION:  In response to the question, "Will you get any prize money for winning the Al Gordon 15K?"
WHAT SHE SAID:  "If there was prize money for this race, I wouldn't have won it ..."


#1457.  WHO:  Peter Gambaccini
TITLE:  The Apples Among Us
WHERE: Runner's World
WHEN:  December 13, 2002

Central Park Track Club, the orange-uniformed running crew I joined in the 1980s, has hundreds of members and is still welcoming additional ones every month. I'm not sure what the current criteria for newbies is, but when I came along, a runner had to be recommended by two people already in the CPTC fold.

It's an extremely ecumenical group, male and female, young and not so young, everything from the Park Avenue multimillionaire CEO to the fellow with no fixed address or discernible bank account. And thanks to the sound judgment of the long-standing members, very few misfits and spoilsports squeeze through the screening process.

Okay, there was the guy with the maniacal laugh and the sinister glint in his eyes whom we called "Psycho." He was a frontrunner who'd swing his elbows out to his sides above shoulder level if anyone tried to pass him. And there was the perpetually tanned part-time actor (i.e. waiter) who was past 30 and had never broken 15:30 for 5-K but still genuinely believed he would be an Olympian. Word reached us that he'd told members of rival teams that he wanted bad things--I mean, very bad things--to befall the three or four Central Park Track Club men who could outrace him.

And we won't soon forget the demure woman with the Ivy League education and fast track Wall Street job who, in the final mile of a road race, saw fit to intentionally spit on our much beloved (but not her) coach. She was off the team by the next day and has since left the country.

Hey, three bad apples out of 600 or 700 ain't bad! The rest are gems, which brings us to Sid Howard, 63, a great grandfather who's held age-group world records in the middle distances. Our club members have met some of the most distinguished citizens money can buy, but they'll tell you they never met a warmer and more inspiring gentleman than Sid. He's an exemplary fellow who makes you wish to be better, and not just at running.

He's an antidote to all ill will. One moment I witnessed at Manhattan's Armory Track and Field Center encapsulates what sets Mr. Howard a cut above mere mortals. With Sid and a bunch of other CPTCers, I witnessed a 1500-meter race that quickly devolved into a shoving match, with two men pushing each other all over the track. When the body contact was over, "Grouchy" headed down the homestretch to victory and turned around to visually and audibly taunt the vanquished "Nasty."

We reacted to the display of dreadful sportsmanship with silent chagrin, as Grouchy and Nasty adjourned to opposite corners of the Armory floor. But Sid wasn't going to let the incident end that way. While the rest of us stood as if our feet were encased in cement, Sid marched over to Grouchy, grabbed his hand, and pulled him over in the direction of Nasty. With gentle but irrefutable moral persuasion, Sid insisted that Grouchy and Nasty shake hands. And they did. "Those guys are friends today," Sid told me later.

Still dumbfounded, one teammate managed to utter the only thing we could say about Sid after that: "He's amazing." Yes, he is that.


#1456.  WHO:  Stacy Creamer and Stuart Calderwood
BACKGROUND:  On December 5, 2002, the Manhattan District Attorney Robert Morgenthau decided to vacate the verdicts agaisnt the five teenagers who were found guilty in the case of the 'Central Park jogger' case.  Channel 2 (WCBS) sent a camera crew on a snowy evening to look for reaction from runners in Central Park, and found our two baby-carriage-pushing teammates heading home after the workout.

             

WHAT STACY SAID:  "I read the newspaper now and I think they're totally innocent.  I read the newspaper eleven years ago and I thought they did it."
WHAT STUART SAID: "I don't think they were the rapists, but I think they were attacking other runners and bikers in the park."


#1455.  WHO:  Gene Stacha
BACKGROUND:  In the list of best Central Park Track Club times, the name of Gene Stacha figures prominently, being at the top with 14:22 at 5000m, 23:18 at 5 miles and 28:58 at 10000m.  So Peter Gambaccini tells us: "It occurred to me that about 90% of our club members have never even heard of this "Gene Stacha," who tops our all-time 5k, 10k, and five-mile lists (ably compiled by Stuart Calderwood). He was Eugeniusz Stacha from Poland, and he was around for a brief shining time.  I only recall Stacha coming to a couple of Thursday night workouts. There would be the usual macho headbutting from guys straining at the front of the "A" group, while Stacha, clearly holding back, glided alongside us.  Apparently, Stacha hoped to make great riches running roads on the East Coast, and when it soon became apparent he wouldn't, he quit. He came to the team via Fritz Mueller, as this Jan/Feb 1985 article, which I unearthed from my archives, indicates. Actually, I believe by the time this article appeared, Stacha was already pretty much gone.  I don't recognize the prose style here; I suspect a heavy editorial hand in spots. But this should answer any 'who is this Gene Stacha guy' questions that CPTCers might have."

By Peter Gambaccini, Jan/Feb 1985 New York Running News

        The huge field was to run two loops around the south end of Central Park, and it was no surprise to hear Kurt Steiner announce at the end of loop one that Bill Krohn, the Westchester/Puma star, was the leader. But after a moment, Kurt screamed, urgently "and somebody's with him!"

       That somebody was clearly not a fluke, not one of those pests who insists on a moment's front-running glory before fading to obscurity. That somebody had an erect posture, a buoyant stride, and showed no signs of tiring. Who was this curly-haired fellow in an orange Central Park Track Club singlet, daring to challenge the area's best at 5000 meters? The answer was discovered shortly after the unknown interloper raced to the lead and crossed the finish line in 14:20, two seconds ahead of the bewildered Krohn. The new kid in town, it turned out, was a new kid in the country: Eugeniusz Stacha, a Polish national team member who emigrated first to West Germany and then to New Jersey.

       His victory at the Olympic Torch 5K in November of '83 was his first taste of local success. Shortly afterward, Stacha vanquished the area's top marathoner, Sal Vega, by 16 seconds with a 23:44 triumph in the Prospect Park Turkey Trot Five-Miler, and at year's end, he placed third in the Midnight 8K Run in Central Park, 14 seconds behind winner David Murphy of England. The next day, he was listed rather plainly in the press results as "Ed Stacha, Newark, NJ." If folks were a bit slow to realize who Eugeniusz was, they finally learned for good at the Diet Pepsi 10K, the famous race across the George Washington Bridge. He ran 28:58 for fourth, behind international stars Paul Cummings, Mark Curp, and Rod Dixon and ahead of a guy named Bill Rodgers. The 27-year-old Stacha, in the U.S. less than a year, had arrived.

      These elite performances are all the more remarkable given Stacha's scarcely elite lifestyle. While compiling his record, he lived in a subsidized Newark project which was not only far from fashionable running circles; it was far from safe. He was robbed twice, and lost almost everything he owned. His loose command of English hurt his employment prospects, so he took whatever jobs he could get. Unlike many runners of his caliber, he didn't have a shoe contract. Delivering food and fliers for a restaurant, Gene was working ten-hour days. On one occasion, he got off work, changed clothes in a car on his way to a local 10k, and arrived just in time to win in 29:30. Clearly, the man is a natural.

      Gene's recent success fulfills promise shown at an early age. At 17, young Gene ran a 3000-meter race on no training and clocked 9:26. He stuck with the sport, eventually racing 3:41 for 1500 meters, 13:40 for 5000, and 28:40 for 10,000. If not for an Achilles problem, he would have run the 5000 for Poland at the 1980 Olympics.

      By 1981, however, he and his girlfriend Ulla had made it to West Germany and were not about to turn back. Their motivation, Stacha states, was not as much political as economic. Anyone familiar with the long lines in Poland to purchase basic commodities requires no explanation.

       Gene and Ulla spent time at a Munich refugee camp before being cleared to travel to the U.S. A Polish-American group eased the couple's settlement in Newark in May of '83, and Fritz Mueller, a Central Park TCer and himself a German emigre, showed Stacha the ropes.  Stacha works at Tod's, a restaurant in Livingston, and one day hopes to open his own eatery.          

       Bill McDonald of Millburn's Sneaker Factory calls Stacha "the best runner on the East Coast." Certainly, he's the finest talent around without a large shoe company contract. He's not without benefactors, though. Through the efforts of Mueller, one of the nation's leading masters runners, Stacha first began to receive Nike equipment. Dean Shonts, the owner of Sneaker Factory, recently arranged an agreement for Stacha with Etonic, and there's a good chance the company will pay his travel expenses to major races this year.

      Gene's life is on an upswing in other ways. He's moved into a three-room apartment near the Newark-Irvington line, which a friend describes as "a ten thousand times better place." He's still at Tod's seven days a week, but now only from 5 to 10 p.m. so he can do regular 20-mile runs and still have time to rest. His English, though still imperfect, is vastly improved, thanks in part to long hours of study at Catholic Community Services in Newark. This year, he hopes to get down to 28:30 for 10k and to try his first marathon, where, he understands, reputations are made.

      The prospect of knocking heads with the world's best doesn't faze Stacha, who was headed for the top rankings before leaving Poland. "I heard a lot of things about these people," he says of Cummings, Dixon, Murphy and others. "I know they are great runners, but they are only people." They are people who soon maybe able to glimpse Gene Stacha, America's newest long distance star, only from behind.     


#1454.  WHO: Gordon Bakoulis
SUBJECT: Yakkety-Yak
WHERE:  Running Times, January/February 2003

In the 1993 Philadelphia Distance Run, I was having a tough time about the 10-mile mark.  I went into the race in great shape and looking to improve upon my PR, set a year earlier on a lightning-fast course with a tailwind.  In Philly, I was discovering that although I was fit, I wasn't quite that fit, especially given the day's rising temperatures.  I was hurting, getting passed, and running each mile slower than the one before.  Though I tried to relax, the usual mental games weren't working.

A runner approached on my left, his stride smooth and strong.  As he motored past, all I could do was admire his steady cadence.  "Nice pace, Alan," I said.  "Keep it going."  He did just that, finishing more than a minute ahead of me.

I remember this incident because the runner is now my husband.  At the time I barely knew him --- we didn't start dating until months after our encounter by the Schuykill River.  Later, I asked him if he recalled our brief, one-sided conversation. 

"Yes," he replied, "and I wondered why in the world you were talking to me."

I assured Alan that this wasn't flirtation (not my style), and explained that I often talked to those around me during races.  This made no sense to him.  "If you have enough energy to talk during races," he said, "then you're not working hard enough."

I already knew that I didn't marry Mr. Romantic.  But I also realized then, and have found on countless occasions since, that there are two types of races in this world: yakkers (that's me) and others.

Why do I talk while I race?  To me, the selling points are obvious.  First of all, talking helps me relax, which is crucial to maximizing my performance.  Certainly my conversations on the run aren't lengthy or complex; they don't overtax my mental capacities, and therefore I can continue to focus most of my attention to the task at hand --- getting to the finish line as quickly as possible.  As I banter, joke and make casual observations, the light mood takes my mind off the suffering at hand and soon to come.

Second, and perhaps most deviously, talking gives my competitors the illusion that I'm relatively unstressed.  This often catches them off guard, giving me a psychological edge.  The third advantage --- related to the first two --- is that talking offers assurance that I'm not working too hard.  Alan's admonition notwithstanding, I have always believed there's more to be gained by holding my race-day energy in check, than by maxing out.  This particularly true in a race's early stages, when mnay runners are prone to over-expending energy and when I do most of my talking.

Like any strategy, racing chitchat has its place.  As Alan noted, sometimes all you really want (and need) to do is strive, purely and without commentary.  I'm seldom yakking when I cross the finish line.  There's also a certain etiquette to follow, which amounts to simply shutting up when those aruond me clearly aren't interested in conversation.

Beyond that, I have no plans to desist from or modify my habit.  Who knows, maybe I'll even convert my husband.


#1453.  WHO:  George Wisniewski
SUBJECT: Create a season

The road running year goes on too long.  Too many runners wander aimlessly through the year without grabbling a specific set of goals that should be attempted during a concentrated season of racing and training.

It's easy to create a season.  All a runner has to do is pick a three to four month period and set up some goals

Let's say that you'd like to improve your 5K to 10K arcing during a fall season from September to late November.  You should pick an opening race (for example, a two miler in the park) and a closing race (for example, the five miler on Thanksgiving Day in Prospect Park). 

In between these dates, you should select a number of other races that suit your goals or interest your racing curiosity.  The number of races depends on a number of factors: how well the training is going, personal commitments, etc.

Not every race has to be pre-planned.  Sometimes an athlete starts to feel a growing surge of strength at the end of a week and in this case he should make a quick, last minute decision to jump into a weekend race and take advantage of this positive condition.  At other times, a planned race might be dropped if things aren't going well.  In other words, be flexible.

Training during your season should reflect this basic rule.  Train to race, don't train to train.  It makes little sense for an athlete who plans to race short road races to keep a lot of junk miles and little quality in his training.  Likewise an athlete who plans to run a marathon at the end of the season would be foolish to race too often on weekends and ignore the importance of the long training run.

When you season is over --- chill.  Don't do anything.  That means complete rest or (for you addicts) a couple of days of running for a week or two.  Then, set up your next season the same way: pick an opening and a closing race and go for it.

Creating a season for yourself will help prevent you from drifting through the running year.  Grab hold of your running year!  Your training will become more interesting as it becomes more goal-oriented.


#1452.  WHO: Cara Taback
WHEN: NY Running News, December/January 1994
TITLE: Rae Baymiller by Design


#1451.  WHO:  Rainer Kunst
WHERE:  SuperRaini.com newsletter
SUBJECT: 2001 Club Championships


#1450.  WHO:  Gordon Bakoulis
WHERE:  Marathon & Beyond
TITLE: First Steps: A Handful of Female Marathon Pioneers Inspired a Generation of Women Runners.
WHAT SHE WROTE:

Kathrine Switzer: Creating a No-Limits World

Storytelling comes naturally to Kathrine Switzer, too, and there's the one she's told so many times you'd think she'd be all told out. But somehow every recounting reveals something new. Like St. Paul's conversion on the road to Damascus, Switzer's confrontation with Boston Marathon officials Jock Semple and Will Cloney during the 1967 race changed her forever.

In one instant, she became a grown woman, a true athlete, and a committed activist. "People say, 'You must have been going there to be a pioneer,'" Switzer says of her decision, as a 20-year-old Syracuse University co-ed who worked out with the men's track team, to sign up as "K. V. Switzer" for the hallowed Boston Marathon.

"I wasn't," she continues. "The marathon in those days was considered the most arduous thing in the world for anybody to do. I wanted to do what those great gods had done. It was sort of like touching a bit of immortality." Switzer and her coach, the late Arnie Briggs, had read the rules and found nothing prohibiting female participation in this near-sacred event. They signed up together, along with several friends and teammates, as the Syracuse Harriers.

Patriots' Day was cold, with sleet and rain. Briggs picked up the team's numbers, and everyone huddled in the car for warmth until the last possible moment. Wearing baggy sweats over a pretty, feminine outfit she'd designed, Switzer started the race unnoticed and ran four miles until the press bus and photographers' truck rumbled by. The journalists-and later the world-therefore had a ringside seat when a furious Semple approached Switzer and grabbed at her number, screaming at her to "Get the hell out of my race!" In the ensuing scuffle, Semple hit the pavement, and Briggs yelled at Switzer to "Run like hell!"

Switzer has said she started that race as a girl and finished as a woman. When I was 20, I brashly corrected anyone who labeled me with the "g" word. "You mean woman!" But I was certainly girl-like in many of my attitudes and perceptions. I've often wondered what I'd have done in Switzer's situation. Entering the Boston Marathon with my coach and a bunch of guys-yeah, that sounds like me. But when faced with a snarling Semple? What then? "You're in deep trouble," the enraged race director informed Switzer after he'd climbed back on the press bus and was zooming past her to the finish. It's quite likely that comment would have done me in, and I'd have responded by obeying the man and stepping off the course.

Instead, Switzer had one of those "Aha" moments that occur so rarely in life. She realized that the instant was pivotal-come what may, she had to finish the race.

The Four Mortal Sins

I've often thought those must have been among the most surreal 22 miles ever run, as Switzer trudged on, cold, wet, eventually alone, with no officials and a few spectators at the finish as she crossed in about 4:20. The next day she was expelled from the AAU for four reasons: entering the race using her initials, which the federation termed "fraudulent"; running a race with men; racing a distance greater than one and a half miles, the then-current women's cross-country standard; and running the Boston Marathon without a chaperone.

We have so few experiences in which we realize, in the moment, that we will never be the same again. The 1967 Boston Marathon was one such experience for Kathrine Switzer-and for the women's marathon. I've heard and read many attempts to downplay and even denigrate it. Her time was slow by the day's standards; Roberta Gibb ran almost an hour faster. It wasn't Switzer who challenged Semple but rather her boyfriend, a 235-pound hammer-thrower who body-blocked the old man to the pavement. Semple wasn't anti-woman-he was just enforcing the rules (a position the race director himself maintained until his death, by which time he and Switzer were good friends). But in my mind nothing can take away from the courage, vision, and yes, athleticism of Switzer's slog through 26.2 miles in the rain, a torn bib number pinned to her baggy sweats.

She ran right into history, of course, setting herself up to be a major player in the fight for women's full participation in the marathon. Switzer was hired by Avon in 1976 to set up a worldwide running program, and her work was vital to convincing the moribund International Olympic Committee to add a women's marathon to the 1984 Los Angeles Olympics. It's hard to imagine the challenges that work entailed.

Eventually Switzer forfeited her own running career, a year after running a PR of 2:51:37 at Boston in 1975. "I remember so clearly sitting on my sofa, having been offered this opportunity with Avon," Switzer recalled. "I had a marriage, a stepson, a commute, and absolutely no life. My husband at the time said I would probably never run faster than 2:51-maybe 2:45 with a lot more work. And I was already doing 100 miles a week. So I said, 'Okay, you're right, that's it.' And I burst into tears."

As founder and director of the Avon International Running Circuit, Switzer spent much of the next eight years putting on races and tirelessly lobbying sports federations all over the world. "Thank God I had all the strength and energy from years of running," she says. "I never would have been able to do that job without that mental and physical fortitude."

It's easy these days to underestimate the deeply institutionalized resistance that Switzer and her colleagues were up against. "There were people even within the corporate structure who couldn't understand why we were doing women's running and wanted to see the program fail," Switzer recalls. "I was bound and determined to make it a huge success for the company, and it was." (Avon dropped its running program in 1985, then recommitted in 1997 with the launching of Avon Running Global Women's Circuit-directed by Switzer.)

The Lesson From Brazil

Switzer acknowledges the time was ripe for women to stand up and seize the moment, and she cites an example from Brazil in the late 1970s, where she'd traveled to put on an Avon 5K race. "The head of the Brazilian federation said to me, 'The women of our country will never run because Brazilian women are beautiful, and it's not feminine here.' But when I went down to the beaches and saw this body culture I realized that sure, they would run," Switzer remembers. "So we put on an event in Sao Paulo and invited him to come, and there were 8,000 women. You can't ignore 8,000 women running through the streets of Sao Paulo."

These days Switzer, 54, divides her prodigious energies among her work with Avon, writing projects (she's the author of Running and Walking for Women Over 40), and TV commentary for running and other sports. She's married to former 2:18 marathoner Roger Robinson, a professor of English in New Zealand, making for what may be the world's longest commuter marriage, though they're able to spend close to half the year together in New York. I consider Kathrine and Roger close friends of mine, though our respective schedules make for all-too-infrequent social get-togethers. I love Kathrine's feisty, independent thinking and continually fresh outlook. She's an astute student of the sport, who once upbraided a world-class runner for not reading the newsletter Running Stats. "I said, 'You mean you don't get every publication there is on running and devour them all?' I always did," she says.

Years ago, I interviewed Switzer for an article I was writing about women's progress in distance running. I asked her how she felt about the current state of the sport. After a long and thoughtful answer that included a prediction of the rise of African and Asian stars, she expressed dismay that so few women seemed to possess the interest in or capacity to carry the torch for equality for female runners. She wondered if they cared, or even knew, how recent and hard-won were the opportunities they enjoyed.

Recently I asked her whether she still thinks today's women runners take things for granted. "Sometimes," she replied, "but it doesn't bother me so much. You know, when I was 20, I didn't realize other struggles women had, such as the fight to hold jobs."

She returned to the topic a few minutes later. "What I think women today should realize is there's still plenty of pioneering territory out there. Just this year a Japanese runner named Tomoe Abe ran 100K at nearly six minutes per mile. Things like that open up a whole unknown realm."


#1449.  WHO: Kate Crowley
WHEN:  November 4, 2002
WHERE: New York Times, Section F3 (top of the page bar)
WHAT SHE SAID: "I had my name on my shirt, and one person would say 'Go Kate!' and I
would smile, and everyone else would say, 'Go Kate! Go Kate!'  I was laughing the entire time."


#1448.  WHO:  Claudia Malley
WHEN:  November 4, 2002
WHERE:  New York Times, Section F2, Story "Apparel Makers See A Big Opportunity"
WHAT SHE SAID: "The new runners coming into the marketplace, that's where you're going to find the fashion element.  And she'll buy for the husband, if he's a runner.  They're educated and they understand technology and they'll pay for it.  Running makes you feel good about yourself, and manufacturers are getting smart, because apparel is a real part of that."


#1447.  WHO:  George Hirsch
WHEN:  November 4, 2002
WHERE:  New York Times
TITLE:  5 Boroughs. 26 Miles. Whose Crazy Idea Was This

Even though the New York City Marathon has long been a fixture on the sporting calendar, few runners remember the excitement that gripped us veteran road racers in the weeks before the first citywide marathon. For me, the memories remain clear. I have only to look back at my old running diaries.

My notes before the first five-borough marathon in 1976 bring back the feelings of the marathon fever that gripped my friends in the small but growing marathon community. Most New Yorkers had no idea there would be a marathon that fall. But a few of us knew, and we cared a lot.

George Spitz, an iconoclastic city auditor and runner, had come up with the idea of closing the streets and staging a 26.2-mile race through all five boroughs. At first, Fred Lebow, the president of the New York Road Runners Club, thought this was a crazy scheme. And he wasn't alone. But with George's persistence, Fred soon embraced the idea and began turning it into a reality.

Early in 1976, Fred approached me and the magazine I was then publishing, New Times, to see if we would like to become a marathon sponsor. I agreed to put up $5,000 and publish a program for the runners and the news media.

As the marathon drew closer, I ran regularly with two friends, the ballet dancer Jacques d'Amboise and Leonard Harris, a writer and entertainment critic. Neither had run a marathon before. That made me, with three marathons under my belt, a veritable expert. We took our training seriously.

When Jacques traveled to Paris with the New York City Ballet, he stuck to his running program, and sent me postcards that described his progress: "Ran 10 miles in the Bois du Boulogne at midnight following the performance. Beautiful!" My own training caused me to lose so much weight that I had to have my suits taken in.

In mid-September, Fred arranged a news conference to announce plans for the marathon. Frank Shorter, the Olympic gold and silver medalist in the marathon, was the invited guest. Before the news conference, Frank and I ran around Central Park to Tavern on the Green, where the news conference was being held. Mayor Abraham D. Beame and the Manhattan borough president, Percy Sutton, the driving political force behind the marathon, staged a mock race with Frank. The next day's news coverage was modest, but we were delighted to see anything in print.

In my role as a coach to Jacques and Leonard, I emphasized the importance of long runs. On the Friday afternoon before the Sunday marathon, Jacques phoned me with an obviously elated tone of voice. It turned out he had just finished a 20-miler.

I didn't have the heart to tell him he wasn't supposed to do a long run two days before the marathon. And I made a mental note: "Next time, tell friends about tapering."

That evening Frank arrived at my house, and we watched a presidential debate between Gerald Ford and Jimmy Carter. I couldn't understand why Frank was shivering, even while he was indoors and wearing a parka, but then I didn't know anyone else with 2 percent body fat.

On Saturday Frank and I did a six-mile run on Staten Island before driving over the marathon course. The final tuneup run should always be an easy one, but in chasing after Frank, I had to push myself almost to the limit. Another mental note: "Easy for one person may not be easy for another."

I feared that I may have left my race on the old Staten Island boardwalk.

Marathon morning, Oct. 24, we were up early to head to the start area. My journal describes the scene at the Verrazano-Narrows Bridge: "It was like a thrilling Felliniesque spectacle. The day was cloudy and cool, ideal for running. As 2,000 of us waited for the start, helicopters hovered overhead. With all the noise, I never heard the starter's gun, but began running when everyone else did."

At the 21-mile point, I learned from a spectator that Bill Rodgers had won the race, with Frank finishing second. The course that first year made a brief entry into the Bronx on the Willis Avenue Bridge, with a U-turn around a telephone pole. When Bill made the turn, he had a sizable lead over Frank, and as they passed each other going in opposite directions, Frank said, "Great race, Bill."

At that moment the torch was passed from one man who had been the world's best marathoner to another who would assume that distinction. Bill would win three more New York City titles, as well as many other marathons around the world.

When I reached the finish line next to Tavern on the Green, Frank was waiting for me. We headed out to Central Park West to find a taxi. "Got any money?" I asked Frank.

"No."

"Neither do I." Final note to self: "Always put a $10 bill in your running shorts."72

We managed to hitch a ride back to my house, which proved to be only half the battle. It turned out that in my marathoning excitement, I had also forgotten my keys, so we went to the home of an elderly neighbor. She brewed us hot coffee and listened with amazement as we told her of this wonderful new event that had just come to our town.

That evening, after my family returned home with our keys, we entertained about 100 people at a party at my house. Jacques and Leonard had finished with good results, and everyone agreed that Fred and the New York Road Runners Club had staged a sensational race. Of course, none of us remotely imagined what the race would become. The New York City Marathon has a magic that has become more palpable over the years.

Even more impressive, its spell has spread around the globe. Scores of major cities now have their own marathons, on stellar courses. Marathoning has become one of the few true world sports, and it all started in 1976 in New York.


#1446: WHO:  Kathy Orton
WHERE: The Washington Post, Monday, October 28, 2002; Page D07
SUBJECT: Marine Corps 5K

For once, Sandra Khannouchi of Ossining, N.Y., has bragging rights in her house. Khannouchi, 40, and the wife of world marathon record holder Khalid Khannouchi, was the top female finisher in the inaugural 5K race. She finished in 21 minutes 10 seconds -- nearly a minute ahead of her husband, who set the world marathon record of 2 hours 5 minutes 38 seconds at the London Marathon in April.

"Who's the world record holder?" Sandra Khannouchi said mockingly to her husband. "I set the course record." The Khannouchis were in town on behalf of one of Khalid's sponsors.

Kevin Arlyck, 30, of Brooklyn, N.Y., won the race in 17:16. Arlyck, who ran the race as something to do while he waited for his friend to finish the marathon, was the victim of mistaken identity near the finish line. As he approached, several spectators shouted, "Go Khalid."

"At that point I wasn't going to stop and correct them," he said.


#1445.  WHO:  Jennifer Lin and Susan Warner
TITLE:  A Sisterhood of Runners
WHERE:  Philadelphia Inquirer, August 31, 2002
WHAT SHE WROTE: 

At Runner's World magazine in Emmaus, Pa., the oracle of runners, editors braced for a boom in women's running after Joan Benoit Samuelson won the 1984 Olympic marathon.

But there was barely a ripple.

It would take a decade before the trend would really pick up with another great marathon performance: Oprah Winfrey's much-heralded finish at the 1994 Marine Corps Marathon in Washington.

"Women said: 'Oprah did it; so can I,' " said Claudia Malley, publisher of the monthly magazine. "That was really the turning point."

The number of women entering road races a window onto the trend is sharply rising. In a decade, the female field in the 10-mile Broad Street Run, held each May, has tripled. For the Philadelphia Distance Run, a half-marathon of 13 miles, it has doubled. Women now account for about 40 percent of the runners in the 25-year-old race, scheduled this year for Sept. 15.

For hard-core runners who got their start during the running craze of the 1970s, the newcomers are a little hard to take. How can Oprah, a talk-show host of fluctuating weight, hold a Nike to someone like Jim Fixx, author, marathon man, and guru for the first generation of runners?

Making matters worse, these converts some men, but mostly women are changing the very character of the sport. Fading is the image of the lean, lone, long-distance runner. New recruits see running more as a social activity, where even a plodding pace merits a Girl Scout merit badge.

If this is the future of the sport, so be it, said Amby Burfoot, a one-time winner of the Boston Marathon and executive editor of Runner's World.

"Thirty years ago, people like me were renegades. We were into the loneliness of the long-distance runner," he said. "That was completely wrong. You're much better off running socially. It makes you more dedicated.  It makes it more fun.  It makes a lot more sense."

Running today for both sexes is less about speed and endurance than fitness and fun, Malley said.

"In the '70s we saw the first big swing ... It was really about a lot of miles ... 120-mile weeks," Malley said. "People burned out. It was too much. Running is a kinder, gentler activity now."

Malley said today's runners like to train in pairs, run as teams, even plan entire family vacations around marathon festivals in the United States and overseas.

"It's not just physical. It's mental," Malley said. "It's about women and men coming together three or four times a week and using those 40 minutes to chit-chat. Who has time to chit-chat?"


#1444.  WHO:  Janis Hubschman
TITLE: The Heart of a Runner
WHERE:  NY Runner, September/October 2002 issue
WHAT SHE WROTE: 

Running, walking and other aerobic activities are good for the heart.  As runners, we're not surprised to hear that a report from the United States Surgeon General links regular exercise to a greatly reduced risk of dying from coronary heart disease, the leading cause of death for Americans.

But it may be news to some runners that exercise alone does not guarantee a healthy heart.  It's only one part of a complete heart-health package.  Coronary heart disease can strike even fit people with other risk factors, such as a family history of heart problems.

Eden Weiss, a 55-year-old triathlete, discovered this the hard way.  Last April, the Brooklyn resident was finishing a 20-mile bike ride in Prospect Park when he experienced intense chest pain.  "I got off my bike immediately," said Weiss, a member of the Central Park Track Club.  "As an athlete, I am sensitive to my body.  I know the difference between strain from a workout and something wrong."  Weiss summoned a police officer, who called an ambulance.  At the hospital, a thalium stress test revealed Weiss had suffered a heart attack caused by a blocked artery.

The news was shocking.  A non-smoker, Weiss' cholesterol was a healthy 159, his blood pressure a low 110/70.  What's more, Weiss has been a serious athlete all his life.  He's completed 23 marathons, with a personal record of 2:57.  Two years ago, after arthritis forced him to cut back on this running, he became a triathlete.  By all appearances, he was not a likely candidate for a heart attack.  Except for one thing: He had a family history of heart disease.  Weiss's father died of a heart attack at age 40.

"As a lifelong athlete and a healthy person, you think you're building in a health insurance policy against this happening," says Weiss.  Though his healthy habits may well have delayed the timing of his heart attack and improved his survival odds, there is more to ensuring the health of the heart, no matter what our lifestyle.  All runners need to be aware of their risk of heart problems, and if necessary, take steps to adjust the odds in their favor.

"The fact that someone is fit and a great runner is not necessarily modifying all of the risk factors, "says Douglas DiStefano, MD, an attending cardiologist at the Mount Sinai Hospital in Manhattan.  "Exercise is one part of a multifaceted approach to heart disease," adds Dr. DiStefano, who has completed four New York City Marathons.

Weiss now takes six heart medications.  (Although his blood pressure and cholesterol levels are fine, there is some evidence that drugs taken to control these conditions may help the heart in other ways as well.)  He has become a careful reader of nutritional labels and lost the 10 pounds he'd gained after cutting on running.  With his doctor's permission, he continues to run, bike and swim at a reduced intensity, wearing a heart rate monitor.

"It took a lot of courage to get back on my bike," Weiss says, "but the endurance training has been so emotionally sustaining for me that I had to get back to it."


#1443.  WHO:  Michael Beebe
TITLE:  Age Just A Number To Masters Runners
WHERE:  Buffalo News
WHEN:  October 6th, 2002
WHAT HE WROTE: 

Mike Heitzenrater and Matt Glynn had their usual battle last week at the Linda Yalem Run - Heitzenrater's winning margin this time was four seconds over Glynn - but some of the best racing was going on not too far behind them.

Three guys born more than a half-century ago, including one of the top masters runners in the country from Brooklyn, were duking it out like kids. When it was over, the local guy won.

Jerry Irving, the human resources manager at Moog, pulled out the victory, running the 5K in 16:59, averaging a very quick 5:28 mile.

Just behind him in 17:05 was Alston Brown of Brooklyn, who races once a year here at the University at Buffalo campus when he comes to visit his daughter, a UB student.

And not far behind was Stephen Forrestel, president of Cold Spring Construction and the current Buffalo News Runner of the Year leader in the 50-54 age group, who ran a 17:17.

Three guys in their 50s still running about 5:30 a mile. Apparently no one told them they're supposed to slow down as they age.

For Irving, it was the first time in 10 years that he's broken 17 minutes for a 5K. Irving, who's had his best season in years, was surprised to finish ahead of Brown.

"He showed up last year and ran a 16:52 and we were all saying, "What the heck, who is this guy?' " Irving said.

They found out afterward they had just been beaten by one of the best masters runners in their age group.

Brown, 53, who runs for the Central Park Track Club, has one of the top half-marathon times in the world for his age group (1:18) and has run the mile in 4:28, 10K in 37 minutes and the marathon in 2:35.

The day before Yalem, Brown ran the Fifth Avenue Mile in New York City in 4:41, taking second in his age group.

"He is the real deal," said Irving. "The only reason I got him was he ran the mile the day before, and after the race, he told me he had been in a car accident this summer."


#1442.  WHO:  Steven Paddock ( stevenpaddock@yahoo.co.uk
WHEN:  October 1, 2002
WHAT HE WROTE:  "Thank you everyone for making my time in New York the time of my life.  I have had the best experience ever hurting myself daily with you all. 

I am 100% the runner I am today because of the group structure that we have and all the support which can be received, whether that be during the dark times of September 11, 2001 or a rainy Thursday in a February.  We all should keep the benefits of the team in our minds as it is only after leaving you see what a truely wonderful entity it is.

Thank you to both Tony Ruiz, who has helped me endlessly to get as fast as I am, and to Roland Soong for the first website I go to every single day.

I will be back numerous times to race for the mighty Orange as I still have some scalps to collect properly (and after Alan Ruben handed me a terrific beating at the Reach The Beach Relay, his photo is being placed above my treadmill as motivation).

Please feel free to use me as a free hotel if you are coming to the United Kingdom for the Marathon or any time as although not actually in London, I am only an hour away.

Goodbye and Happy/Fast Running from Her Majesty's Central Park Track Club (HMCPTC) newest member."


#1441.  WHO:  Ginia Bellafante
SUBJECT:  Erik Schmitz
WHERE:  New York Times, October 1, 2002
TITLE:  Casual Is For Friday Only
WHAT SHE WROTE:  

Outside the Bear Stearns corporate headquarters on Madison Avenue yesterday afternoon, a bearded man wearing a tie-dyed T-shirt and a nubby beige blazer paced a stretch of sidewalk near the 47th Street entry. Three years ago - even three weeks ago, for that matter - one could have ventured a close to safe bet that he held some position (most likely in the internal technology division) at the investment firm.  

Yesterday, though, one would have been better off gambling that he worked delivering scoops of Cherry Garcia into ice cream cones at Ben & Jerry's.

Yesterday, Bear Stearns returned to a business dress code. Khakis, polos and other forms of casual dress are now permitted only on Fridays. Employees were notified of the new policy in a memorandum issued two weeks ago.  "The memo does say that in these difficult economic times, every aspect of our business should reflect a commitment to our clients," Elizabeth Ventura, the director of corporate communications at Bear Stearns, explained. Now men throughout the company are expected to wear suits and ties four days a week, and women must wear pantsuits, skirt suits or dresses. Adele Zambrano, an administrative assistant at the company, said that women were now expected to wear hosiery every day and to avoid sandals.

Exiting from the Madison Avenue offices at lunchtime, Erik Schmitz, a managing director on the trading desk, said that he had gone to Barneys and to Bergdorf for Men and had bought two new suits, and that he planned to buy more. "I actually prefer it," Mr. Schmitz said of the policy. "I think it brings the tone of the desk to more serious level."

Mr. Schmitz was wearing a navy suit and blue shirt with a contrasting Michael Douglas-in-"Wall Street" collar. His girlfriend, he said, had helped him pick out a host of new ties.

"I think the women in my life are much more excited about this than I am," he said.

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#1440.  WHO:  Marty Levine
SUBJECT:  Farmers
WHAT HE WROTE: "Driving to the Philadelphia Distance Run through the back roads of New Jersey to avoid the unavoidable New Jersey turnpike congestion, we encountered numerous corn fields and dairy farms complete with barns, silos and cows.  My 8 year old and 5 year old were discussing in the back seat their career plans of becoming farmers when they grow up and living together on a farm.  For 2 hours they were discussing the various responsibliites.... tending the chickens, cows, etc.

When tucking my 5 year old into bed Sunday night, I asked him if he wanted to run the race with me in Philadelphia next year.  His reply was that he was too little to do the race.  I then asked him if he would like to run the race with me when he was grown up.  'Dad', he replied.... 'farmers don't run in races!'"


#1439.  WHO:  Alberto Salazar
TO WHOM: Toby Tanser
WHEN:  2002 Run To Liberty 10K, New York City
WHAT HE SAID: "I know you --- Train Hard, Run Easy guy!"


#1438.  Peter Gambaccini
SUBJECT:  Running: You Don't Know The Half Of It
WHERE:  MetroSportsNY, September 2002
WHAT HE WROTE:

Central Park Track Club President Alan Ruben excels at every distance from the Fifth Avenue Mile to a 60-kilometer (37-mile) road race. Considering his deep well of experience, it's easy to believe his notion that the easiest race to run is the half-marathon.

"You can settle into it, you can go flat out from the start, and yet it's not so long that it tears you down," Ruben says.

Irene Jackson is also partial to the half-marathon. "You don't need the stamina of a marathoner or the speed of a 10Ker," says Jackson, a New York Road Runners Club stalwart for more than two decades. "You can sort of mosey along. And because a lot of people use them as training runs, it's easy to place high if you run at all well."


#1437: WHO:  Graeme Reid
SUBJECT:  Manhattan Run 13.6 miler
WHAT HE WROTE: "One race that you had no chance of tracking down was the Manhattan Run 14 miler. It started at 220th and Broadway at 7am on Sunday 1st September.  There were about 250 runners and the course was basically from 220th Street down the West Side to Battery Park City - although it actually finished at Ground Zero, which made the run about 13.6miles. It was described as a Fun Run, but when is any race on Manhattan a fun run? 

But having run a blistering slow pace in the 10k on the Saturday, I was determined to treat this race as part of a 20 mile training run. I started at a very easy pace and was enjoying the sights and sounds of early morning Harlem, but still found I was in fourth place, a position which I was totally unaccustomed to.  After about 6 miles the leading pack started to come back to me and I thought it might be nice to finish in the top three so increased my pace a little. The course turned onto the jogging path in Riverside Park around 72nd street, but the leading three runners obviously got a bit lost as it turned out I was now in the lead.  However I did not know it at this stage and thought the leaders had moved ahead so I picked up the pace to bring them back into sight. 

Around about 50th Street I realised that I was leading - now that was a completely new experience for me. I began to have thoughts of glory - winning a race on Manhattan - not for me The 'James Siegel' Run to Obscurity in the outback of New Jersey, but found that leading has it drawbacks - the water stations were not prepared (obviously not expecting such a top quality field) and the marshalls seemed a bit startled that the lead runners were approaching. Anyway I managed to hold on in a championship record time of 1:27:19, several minutes ahead of the field, but as the photographer was not ready at the finish line I had to re-enact my blistering finish for posterity - I'm sure that doesn't happen at the Olympics.  No doubt as it was described as a fun run, I might not get my name on the roster of Central Park Track Club winners, but for me it will probably be the only race I ever win and I will gladly pay my $1 to coach Ruiz."


#1436.  WHO:  Bob Schulz
SUBJECT:  2002 Leadville Trail 100

CPTC member Bob Schulz, recently completed America's highest 100-Mile Race, in Leadville, Colorado. The Leadville Trail 100 is run (non-stop) on forest trails over a 50-mile out-and-back course in the midst of the Colorado Rockies east of Aspen. The trail's low point is 9,200 ft., and its high point, of 12,600 ft., is at Hope Pass, which the race climbs twice, once at the 46-mile point and then again at 54 miles on the return.  The 50-mile turnaround occurs in the mining ghost town of Winfield, Colorado. The Hope Pass aid station is above the tree line and was stocked with electrolyte drinks, bananas, chips, gels, power bars, and soups, all of which were transported up to the aid station by a herd of 31 llamas.

Pacers are permitted after the 50-mile point. They keep the runners from running off a cliff, getting seriously lost in the pitch dark, or slowing down too much, and Bob was fortunate to have had Catra Corbett, a member of the Montrail trail running shoe company racing team, as his pacer. Her experience in having run thirteen 100-mile races this year alone was invaluable: They did not get lost, and finished in 29:29:12 (hours, minutes, seconds), despite Bob's having some serious tendonitis in one leg during the last 20 miles. Finishing under 30 hours earned Bob a handcrafted silver belt buckle. Less than a week after pacing Bob, Catra ran and finished the Cascade Crest Classic, a 100 mile trail race in Washington State.

As one might expect, Leadville has a long history of mining, originally silver mining, beginning in the 1800s. Although the repeal of the Sherman Silver Purchase Act wiped out much of Leadville's wealth, the town clung tenaciously to mining and discovered markets for other minerals that were in the area. The largest underground molybdenum mine in the world was once located in Leadville, and the town's next boom was the result of the 1918 mining of molybdenum. Former Leadville residents include the "Unsinkable" Molly Brown and Doc Holliday.

This year marked the twentieth running of the "Race Across the Sky," with 189 runners out of 465 starters finishing (a 41% finishing rate). Weather conditions were hot this year by Rocky Mountain standards, with temperatures reaching over 80 degrees during the day-unheard of for Leadville-and down to the low 40s at night. For Bob, though, the heat was preferable to the 30-degree nights with freezing rain and snow that former Leadville racers sometimes have had to endure.

One of the challenging aspects of the race is the 4:00 A.M. start, which requires a wake-up call around 2:30 A.M.!   Of course, if you're not a runner, there is a Leadville Trail 100 mountain-bike race the weekend before the trail run. Some fanatics, said Bob, actually sign up for both.


#1435.  WHO: Mike LowePortland Press Herald, Maine
WHEN:  August 2, 2002
SUBJECT:  John Gleason at the People's Beach To Beacon 10K

Joan Benoit Samuelson was running through the streets of New York City last Nov. 4 - the tragic events of Sept. 11 still fresh in the minds of New Yorkers - and saluting every firehouse she passed with a tip of her hat. Somewhere along the course of the New York City Marathon she got an idea: why not invite some of those firefighters to her annual race here in Maine.

"I just thought it would be a nice gesture," said Samuelson. "Maine's a great place to come to in the summer and I just felt it would be nice to open the race, and the community, to them."

So they will come. Four New York City firefighters and one police officer will run Saturday in the 5th annual Peoples Beach to Beacon 10K road race.

"This is an honor," said Lt. Mike Cacciola, who coordinated the efforts to get the firefighters here. "We've been invited to so many different events across the nation after 9-11 and we are honored to come wherever we are invited to thank the citizens for their support.

"It's a way for us to come into a community and say thank you and acknowledge their support for what happened."

Race directors plan on recognizing the New York City firefighters - along with any local firefighters who are attending -with a brief post-race ceremony that will include a Portland fire boat spraying red, white and blue water into the mouth of Portland Harbor. The firefighters running in the race will be Rich Gleason, John Gleason (no relation), Mike Tobin and Tim McCauley. The police officer is Jimmy Secreto. Efforts to have more police officers run were hindered because other runners will be attending a luncheon with the New York City police commissioner on Friday.

Rich Gleason, who is assigned to the Engine 47 station house, calls himself a recreational runner. The others are apparently much more serious. John Gleason, a captain at Engine 96 in the South Bronx - "the busiest firehouse in New York City," according to John Gleason - has run 13 career marathons. Tobin and McCauley are both ultra marathoners.

"I'm just going up there to run it," Rich Gleason said. "We have had a lot of people invited to do various functions, and this peaked my interest because I like to run.

"I appreciate the opportunity to go up there and be a part of the race and meet some new people."

Samuelson is pleased that the firefighters can join her race. When she was running the New York City Marathon last November, she started thinking about all her friends in the New York Road Runners Club - among them many firefighters and policemen.

"And that's when I decided to ask them to come," she said.

She didn't have to ask twice. John Gleason is a member of the Central Park Track Club and, he said, if you go to their website, you'll find photos of Samuelson running with members of the club.

"We're all big fans of hers," he said. "It will be a pleasure to meet her."

John Gleason realizes a spotlight will be placed on him and his team members. He realizes that people here will want to talk about last Sept. 11. And that's all right.

"We're absolutely honored to be going there," he said. "It's always an honor to put on the FDNY uniform, whether it's for work or the running team or whatever sport you play for them."

Since none of the firefighters have ever been to Maine, they plan on exploring the area as much as possible.

"I think they're planning on absorbing as much of the Maine coast as they can," said Cacciola, who won't be able to attend because he is currently assigned as the director of health and fitness at the training academy.

"We're all honored by the invitation. The guys are definitely looking forward to it.

Footnote:  Our photos of Joan Benoit Samuelson


Running Times, Novemeber 2002 issue


#1434.  WHO: Greyhound7
WHERE:  CoolRunning.com discussion forum
SUBJECT: Brushes with famous people


#1433.  WHO:  Hank Berkowitz
WHERE:  In Gordon Bakoulis' Getting Real About Running
WHAT HE SAID:  "I've run all but 10 days a year for 20 years now.  Now that I'm a family man with a daily commute on the train, I run early in the mornings.  It's the only time of day that works for me, and sometimes it's the best part of my day.  I've run through airports, I've run from train stations, I've left cocktail parties early to sneak in a run between drinks and dinner (I'll stick to nonalcoholic beverages when I use this strategy!), and I've left family gatherings in between courses of meals.  When I'm forced to work late, I will run from my office during my dinner break, and return to eat at my desk and keep working.  And I've never regretted any of it."


#1432.  WHO:  Paul Bendich
SUBJECT:  How to market the Central Park Track Club


#1431.  WHO: Toby Tanser
SUBJECT:  Soccer players at the East 6th Street
WHAT HE SAID: "It would be a lot less dangerous if only they could learn to play soccer a little bit better."


#1430.  WHO:  Bob Vogel
WHEN:  August 1, 2002
SUBJECT:  50 at 50 Run
WHAT HE WROTE:

Bob & Scott Vogel

On September 3rd I will celebrate my 50th birthday.

I hope you will join me.

I plan to mark the celebration of my 50th birthday by giving a little back to a place where we have gotten so much.

Instead of a party, (I still haven't gotten over my 40th surprise party), I plan to mark the occasion by doing an Ultra-Run of 50 kilometers (approximately 31.5 miles) on Labor Day, September 2nd, to raise money for a wonderful non-profit organization: The Children's Inn at the National Institutes of Health in Bethesda, Maryland.

My son Scott, who just finished 6th grade, was born with a rare genetic immune deficiency called Chronic Granulomatous Disease, which means that he is always susceptible to potentially life-threatening infections.  Most people are surprised when they learn that Scott has this condition because he looks virtually indestructible.  He is healthy and always in motion. He enjoys all sports but his true passion is ice hockey.  Scott is very sociable (sometimes too sociable in school) and has an amazing positive spirit that wakes him up with a smile on his face ready to take on whatever the day brings.  

Scott was diagnosed with CGD at six months by a very astute pediatrician in Brooklyn (there was no family history of CGD nor very conclusive symptoms).  He directed us to the group at the NIH who are the experts in Scott's condition.  Scott has been a patient at the NIH since that time, for over a decade, primarily as an outpatient.

Scott's treatments included a stem cell transplant, which also required Scott to receive chemotherapy.  During the treatment, the Children's Inn was a refuge for my wife Grace and me as we took turns caring for Scott in the hospital.  Our older son Josh, who was the stem cell donor, also stayed at The Children's Inn both during the initial phase of the transplant and when visiting Scott in the hospital.  

The Children's Inn is a non-profit residential facility located on the NIH campus in Bethesda, Maryland and depends upon charitable contributions for its operations.  I have seen the difference The Children's Inn makes in the lives of very sick children, including that of our son.  We want to raise as much as we can to help other families and their very ill children who have found solace and support at The Children's Inn.  Whatever your (tax-deductible) contribution, it will be greatly appreciated.  Details are furnished at >50 at 50 Run.

RUN REPORT

It was a great (if rain-soaked) day!

Larry Lewis, Willie Williams and I completed the run from Rockland County to Brooklyn on a windy, rain-drenched day. As those of you in New York know, the temperature was in the mid 60's and the rain was torrential. As soon as we got out the car at the start we were soaked through so the rain no longer mattered. Beginning up on Rt. 9W with an uphill climb the weather very quickly became refreshing as we warmed up. Getting the biggest hills out of the way the first few miles, we continued towards the George Washington Bridge --- and what we hoped, in vain, would be a break in the rain and some blue sky. (thanks to Barb and Evan who met us at the Mobil Station with bagels bananas and drinks).

It appeared that the rain was letting up as we approached the George Washington Bridge -- but we were in for a surprise as we got out on the bridge. (We had plenty of room on the pedestrian path since there was no one else out there.) Looking ahead, we could see waves of water splashing up from the passing cars coming over the guard rail and onto the path. It was like being hit on the head with a hammer -- it felt great when it was over and we were off the bridge.

Drenched, we followed a circuitous maze of ramps, tunnels and trails down to the west side recreation path. From here it was straight down the river and around Battery Park looping around to the Brooklyn Bridge. Along the west side we were filmed by ABC news and the story complete with shots of the three of us, soaked but still running-- was shown on the 5:30 news under the headline "Giving Back". Then it was a short tour of the waterfront in Brooklyn and home. It stopped raining just as we arrived at the finish line. A total of 6 hours eighteen minutes.

Thanks to a great team this event has been a huge success. As of this time we have raised over $18,000 for The Children¹s Inn.

Oh yeah, and I'm also now fifty. You¹ll have to speak louder when you talk to me


#1429.  WHO:  Paul Bendich
WHEN:  July 27, 2002
WHAT HE WROTE: 

After almost a month of European travel, I have really only this to report:

Running in Eastern Europe, especially Poland, is considered highly deviant behavior.  It involves both the wearing of shorts and the exercise of one's body, both of which seem not to be done much. On the plus side, running here does tend to attract the other local deviants (drunkards and the like) who see you as one of them, due to your strange behavior. This has led to many odd folk running beside me happily screaming in Polish and throwing beer in the air.  I try to respond in kind, but I'm effectively a mute here, not having completed my linguistic education.

Well, I lied, one other report follows:

When one runs through the mountains of Wales (specifically the Blorenge in the Brecon Beacons National Park, where I have family), rams will run alongside you in the underbrush. This seems to make them very happy (sort of like the Polish drunks), but I worry that I may be engaging in some form of 'sheep rustling.'  Ah, well ...


#1428.  WHO:  Gordon Bakoulis
SUBJECT: Bailing Boston
WHERE:  September 2002 issue of Running Times
WHAT SHE WROTE:

The week before last spring's Boston Marathon, I was in daily contact with a friend who was also planning to run the race.  Excitedly we exchanged emails about the weather forecast, our fitness, tapering, and past Boston experiences.  We both felt ready to roll.  On Wednesday, however, my friend told me he'd decided to pull out due to forecasts of high temperatures and humidity.  A notoriously poor heat runner, he knew he wouldn't be able to perform to his ability in such conditions.

I was stunned.  This was the race into which he'd poured the last three months of training --- and he was bailing?  It didn't make sense, even when he told me of his plan to run a different weekend the following weekend.  He hadn't been training for just any marathon, but Boston.

I didn't say anything, but went ahead and ran on a day that proved the forecasters wrong by delivering close to perfect conditions --- cool, windless and cloudy.  On the way home I called my friend, who congratulated me and chattered excitedly about the "modified depletion-load" he was in the midst of executing.  He sounded genuinely thrilled that the marathon gods had come through for me, and not in the slightest disappointed about his decision.

The following Sunday night I checked the results of my friend's marathon: he'd placed extremely well, yet run a poor time.  I discovered the race had taken place the day after a rainstorm, in near-freezing temperatures with 35 mph winds, through stretches of water up to six inches deep, with several off-course diversions by the lead runners.  The next day my friend confirmed it all in a "what can I do?" tone.  "You picked the better weather day after all," he added, then cheerily ticked off the upsides of his experience: he wasn't sore and beat up; he'd one a marathon in a new state; the wild conditions made a great story.

Though tempted to close with "I told him so," I've come to think otherwise.  There are valid reasons for bailing out of a race, and they extend beyond illness and injury.  My friend illustrated how to do it right in several key areas:

  • Make you decision early.  The sooner you decide to pull out of a race, especially a major one, the easier you make things for yourself and those around you: family, friends and race officials.

  • Come up with a Plan B.  This will motivate and focus you by diverting your attention from what you're moving away from to where you're heading.  Once your plan is in place, put your original race out of your mind and give the new one your total focus.

  • Stay the course.  My friend never second-guessed his decision.  He knew himself as a disastrously poor heat runner and recognized it made no sense to put himself in a warm-weather race.

  • Stay upbeat.  When the forecasters proved wrong, my friend could have wasted energy beating himself up.  Instead he focused on the positive.  He learned a lot and actually had run.

Hint:  The unnamed friend can be found in Famous Saying #1411.


#1427.  WHO:  Metro New York
WHEN:  July 2002
SUBJECT:  Profile of local triathlete Ramon Bermo who will be doing the Ironman USA

Name: Ramon Bermo, New York
Age: 35
Occupation: Computer analyst/running coach for Leukemia and Lymphoma Society Team

When did you first start competing in Ironman races?  
The inaugural Lake Placid Ironman was my first, and I've competed in it for the last three years.

What is your favorite thing about the Ironman? 
The challenge itself. It's a long day. For somebody to have a good race, so many things have to go right. I haven't had a good day there yet. Maybe this year.

What do you consider to be your biggest challenge for Ironman races?  
Figuring out the nutrition.

Describe your training routine. 
Due to injuries, I'm way behind schedule in my training for this year's race. In normal circumstances I wouldn't even line up at the starting line this year, but I just became a first-time father, and I want to do the race just to get that finishing-line picture with my daughter in my arms. It's the only reason why I'll still do the race. Usually, though, a training week consists of 50-plus miles running, two to three days swimming, one 80-plus-mile bike day and two to three shorter, more intense bike days.


#1426.  WHO:  Chuck Taylor
SUBJECT:  David Pullman

Billboard: David Pullman    


#1425.  WHO:  Rebecca Blood
SUBJECT:  Our current reading material is We've Got Blog: How Weblogs Are Changing Our Culture.  Our interest in the subject is due to the fact that, without ever intending to be so, we have been described as the one of the best examples of a weblog.  Mind you, this website began in 1996 with the same style, tone and even orange background, long before the word weblog was coined.
 
If only we had the time (which we obviously don't have), we might have annotated this whole book.  As it is, we will just annotate just a few paragraphs from the introduction written by Rebecca Blood.
 

From We've Got Blog's introduction Our comments
A weblog is defined, these days, by its format: a frequently updated webpage with dated entries, new ones placed on top  ... This is actually highly controversial because the format is regarded as more important than the content.  The creator of the Blogger software said: "To me, the blog concept is about three things: Frequency, Brevity, and Personality.  These are the three characteristics that I believe are driving factors in weblogs' popularity as a publishing format.  This clarification has evolved over time, but I realized early on that what was significant about blogs was the format --- not the content."  Surely, you jest!  Why not apply the common human intelligence criterion --- give a chimpanzee a keyboard and format the output as a weblog?  See how much you like reading that!
Weblogs are filtering the news, detailing daily lives, and providing editorial responses to the events of the day.  For many people, a weblog is a soapbox from which they can proclaim their views, potentially influencing many more people than they can in their everyday lives.  For others, a weblog is a creative space that allows them to experiment with the tools of the Web itself, or to document their offline projects for anyone who is interested.  Some webloggers use their weblogs to tell personal stories, others to keep in touch with faraway friends and family.  Businesses use weblogs to communicate with employees, and freelancers use them to build their reputations. This paragraph is a good description of everything that we do here --- proclaime our views, influence people, experimentaion with tools, document activities, narrate personal stories, keep in touch with faraway friends and families, build our reputations, etc.  To this, we can also add a long list of other things --- compiling photo albums, spreading gossip, nagging race officials, ...

On that list, you may think that we don't 'communicate with employees', but this is actually one of the most important functions of the website --- who did you think those food reviews were written by and for?  That page is in fact widely read by fellow corporate employees from all over the world.

And why should anyone read them?  Because they are fascinating.
 
Read any weblog for a few weeks and it is impossible not to feel that you know its writer.  The best weblogs are those that convery the strongest personality.  Every weblog has a point of view, and even those that contain no personal information reveal, over time, detailed maps of their creators' minds.  It is captivating to see biases, interests, and judgments of an individual reveal themselves so clearly.
The problem here is that you only think that you know the writer, but are you absolutely sure?  How do you know that the visible persona was not invented solely for the weblog.  Do you not get suspicious when the positions taken on the website are built on shifting sand?  One week, we laugh at the Argentines; next week, we are raising charity donations to the children of Argentina.  One day, we tell you how important that next race is; next day, we tell you to just sleep in late.  Do you think that you know our true feelings about team recruitment tactics? pacing? Canadians? triathletes? World Cup soccer? or about anything?  
Weblogs are the place for daily stories, impassioned reactions, mundane details, and miscellanea.  They are as varied as their maintainers, and they are creating a generation of involved, impassioned citizens, and articulate, observant human beings. We really don't know if our visitors can be characterized as 'involved, impassioned, articulate and observant.'  We get thousands of users a day, but most of them are silent lurkers.  The strongest indicator is that they seem to come back and also send more friends along.  Perhaps we fail in not providing a venue for public expression, but we must say that our one attempt at an unmoderated guest logbook was a dismal failure.  The biggest excitement was when someone posted a message offering to buy a NYC Marathon number, which we all know is a no-no, right?

#1424.  WHO:  Sylvie Burlot
SUBJECT: 2001 New York City Triathlon
WHAT SHE WROTE: "8/12/01   I will remember the NYC Triathlon of August 12, 2001 for the rest of my life.

Indeed, I went through the scariest moment of my entire life. I thought I was never going to survive the swim in the Hudson River where a very strong current dragged me underneath a large barge as I was approaching the exit. I saw myself drowning, right there, in the Hudson, in New York City, my adopted home.

I was not the only athlete facing this situation.  After the third wave, the officials had to stop the race for about an hour to change the swim course, finally realizing the danger.  It took me several minutes to recover once I emerged on the other side of the barge holding to a piece of metal, still fighting the current even as I eventually got out of the water.

At that point, I was completely stunned but so happy to be alive. Without really thinking, I started running to the transition area along with the others.  I took my time to change and get ready for the bike. Throughout the race, the incident recurred in my mind.  I didn't really push myself during the bike and run; I had had enough.  I didn't want to suffer anymore, I just wanted to get it over with.

It took me 2h25mn15s (with a 2 minute penalty, probably because I tried drowning -- if I only knew this was not allowed!) to finish the race.  Once I crossed the finish line, I just collapsed into my boyfriend's arms, crying and trying to explain what I went through to get here.  Under these circumstances, I am very pleased and proud with my final time.  I am still wondering where I found the strength and energy to complete the NYC Triathlon. Ah--the craziness of a triathlete!"


#1423.  WHO:  Steve Paddock
WHEN:  July 22, 2002
WHERE:  Shawangunks, New York State
EVENT:  Central Park Track Club long run
WHAT HE WROTE: "Saturday's long run in the Shawangunks turned into an epic 20 miles+ effort through the three hottest hours of the day.  The bunch all started out together: Alan Ruben, Tony Ruiz, Audrey Kingsley, Chris Price, Jonathon Federman and myself of course.  All went well for the first 35 metres until Audrey twisted her ankle climbing out of Alan's back yard.  After some concerned looks, she seemed okay to carry on, so off we all went.

Everyone except for Jonathon was planning on following Alan's planned route up to Sky Top and back, (Jonathon plumped for a few less miles and sensibly decided to run with a map just in case).  The next sequence proves totally that bad things happen in threes as after one mile or so, Chris informed Audrey she had run through some Poison Ivy (unconfirmed by me as I don't know what it looks like - but seemed a good wind-up anyway so we all went along with it).  After the threat of anaphylactic shock had passed, we settled in a nice pace along a flat section awaiting the hills to come.  As things started to develop into the normal Tony/Alan banter focused upon the recent demise of the great English team, we were stopped in our tracks by Audrey making a slide for home plate after hitting a rock.  On the universal skiing scale of crashes --- "How far did your sunglasses fly?"--- this was a solid 1.5 metres which resulted in numerous cuts and scrapes and Audrey deciding today was not her day so turned around.

The next 80 mins went by with a lot of pleasant climbs and beautiful scenery while climbing up to Sky Top, with everyone making it to the top semi-together.  After reaching the top, we now fell in to Alan's world of fast descents which he said would take about 45 mins to get us home.  Knowing Alan's speed on the down hills and the clear fact that I had not listened to his description of the route home, I decided to just stay within 100m of him at all times if possible.  A plan possibly shared by the coach too, as after getting lost numerous times on the way up together, I could tell he was not quite getting Alan's description of strange named trails etc as I certainly was not.

The only person with any confidence in getting back okay was Chris with his knowledge of the area and he seemed happy and confident that a night in the bush would not happen.  Well, to cut a long story short we lost the coach on the descent, after a left turn on a right turn trail split. By this point, the miles were starting to take there toll on all but Alan, so off he went to find the coach, who had taken the route back to the Mohonk House (downhill) and later said he knew he should go back up it to retrace his footsteps but, to be honest, didn't want to go back up any more hills.  

Alan didn't manage to track Tony down so we all decided to just follow our route back to the house in the hope to pick Tony up on the way home.  After running for an eternity, Alan, Chris and I ended up back at the house with much needed energy and water supplied by Gordon and Jonathon. After a period of crawling in Sammy/Joey's paddling pool to cool down in an undignified position and lying prone on the deck, I thought to ask if Tony was back as of yet, as now he would have been running for 3 hours+ and, as he had told us his longest since last year's Mountain trip has been 11 miles, he could be in some trouble.

He wasn't but, to be honest, I was in no state to go out and look for anyone, as 20+ miles is not the stock of a newly found middle-distance athlete, so that job was left to Alan who had to have run a marathon in the heat of the day in total.  After a short time, however, Tony arrived back via the town with stories of Black Snakes and Duck Ponds.  He had found his way to an area of the reserve going out into the forest and was saved from a night in the woods by a couple from NYC who gave him a ride back to town which then meant a 4/5 mile walk back to the house (the karmic punishment for taking a ride, I think).

Thus concluding the end to a very good day's running in good surroundings with good company and, with the unexpected mileage, my first ever 80 mile week."


#1422.  WHO:  Craig Plummer
SUBJECT TITLE: Injury Management, or just plain Crazy?
WHAT HE WROTE:

On Memorial Day, I went to the LITF meet, which I was going to use to get into decathlon shape for the national masters decathlon championships.   So I arrived there at 10am and  was running the 110m high hurdles at 10:20am with no major warm up.  I just did some quick drills, and then I was leaping ten hurdles.  I can do it, because I'm an athlete, right?   I finished the high hurdles and within two minutes, I rushed over to run a 1500m.  I finished the 1500m and in 5 minutes, I was in the 400m.  I finished the 400m, then itwas over to the long jump pit where I had missed one rotation already.  I jumped and rested.  Then I was called for the 100m.  I was waiting for the start, then I was called for the long jump again.  I jumped and within one minute, I ran the 100m.  Lane 7 false started! How dare he!?  Doesn't he know what I was up against?  I ran the 100m, then I took another long jump.  Now it was time for the high jump.  I ran over to the high jump pit to find that I have missed my entire rotation.  But the very nice official said I could jump --- if I can get the jump sheet.  I raced all over to get the sheets, I got them, and then I had 60 seconds to jump, no warm up, just jump... I jumped off my right leg and that was when I felt the first fatigue to my Achilles.  It was just sore or, as I said, tired, but I could not jump.  There would be no explosive jumping that day, so I passed on the other attempts.  I then ran off for the javelin, I threw, then I ran over to the shot put, I put the shot ... I've finished for that day.

Next day, at three-on-three basketball, my Achilles was burning.  I played --- I'm a tall black male and I'm supposed to be good at basketball.  Right?  I stopped playing when it finally dawned on me that I was injured.  The weather was beautiful, everyone was out, and I was going to miss all this good ball-playing.  So what did I do?  I played some more!  My Achilles was really tender at this point, because I could place any pressure on it.  So I took off the next couple of days pondering/wondering why young people get all the youth, and I only had my teens back.
 
At this point, I realized that all of the coaching and male ego and "just suck it up" are now totally a part of my psyche.  So I was injured and quite torn between not wanting to rupture my Achilles and still wanting to be active.  I hate taking time off, especially from sport/athletics.  The National Decathlon Championship wass only 2 weeks away.  So I went from crazy to learn to manage an injury while at play.  How do I do that?
 
I've been injured slightly before and, when I've taken time off, the injury had a tendency to linger on if it was not exercised, not in every case but with most cases with me.  So I said to myself:  If I could do a decathlon and not hurt myself, I would.  But how?  The key is: No explosive stress to the Achilles.  I was using this situation as an opportunity to see exactly how my Achilles would respond to light or no stress, with rehabilitation.  On Day one, my first event was the 100m sprint.  I ran that in 18.36, and I ran it flat footed (my warm up consisted of stretching my Achilles, and light walking).  I immediately went over to the massage therapist and had her massage my Achilles right to the point of light pain, and then she massaged the area around my Achilles.
 
I then iced my Achilles until the ice either melted or it was my turn to long jump.  I jumped 13'05 out of 2 attempts and gauged how my Achilles felt.  The pain slowly pulsed but did not feel worse than the pain inflicted by the massage therapist, so I felt safe to go on to the shot put.  I iced again, it was my turn to put the shot, I made three attempts to get 27'07.25 with no discomfort in my Achilles.  Now the high jump, I took off on my left foot, 4'7.00.  I'll take it, and I have now officially jumped from my right side.  I rested, relaxed and kept my foot flat on the floor.  Then the 400 meters in 1:17.86.  Day one was over, now to the hotel and ice.  I iced and fell asleep while my foot was on ice.
 
Day two, 110m high hurdles first.  If I can get over this, the rest of the events should be a piece of cake.  I did the high hurdles and I felt fine when I landed.  My time for the HH's was 29.07, and my form was great.  I went back over to the massage therapist for more massage with the request "Pain threshold, please!"  She obliged me.  Now the fiscus, 71'06.00, I felt my Schilles, so I iced again.  Now the pole vault in 6'06.75.  Well, this was what was on the result sheet.  I felt fine, just slight stress but nothing more.  The Javelin, 101'06.00.   I didn't ice and for a minute I forgot that I was injured until I reminded myself that I was.  I was almost finished, with one more event to go --- the 1500m, which is my best event.  I started out slow, and this time, I did not plant.  I was able to roll my heel to toe and my 1500 was 5'31.87.  The funny thing about this decathlon is that as I sit here typing these words, I can put some pressure on my Achilles and the pain seems to have subsided.  I'm icing it, as a precaution, but I tell you it feels fine.  No major workouts for me for a least a month, but I'm not in pain every time that I apply pressure to my Achilles.  I wrapped my Achilles down to the heel and then the entire ankle.  No major problem.  I'm not reporting this for others to try this.  It was just an experience that I went through.  Dangerous it may be but I felt it started off just plain crazy, and through my insanity, I learned how to manage an injury while at play.
 
Sometimes pushing the envelope is good, what do you think?"

Editor: We believe that doctors use plaster solely to prevent people from sneaking out for a run ...


#1421.  WHO:  Gordon Bakoulis & Peter Gambaccini
WHERE:  MetroSportsNY
TITLE:  Running: Gordon Gets Real about Gordon Bakoulis and her new book Getting Real About Running
WHAT HE WROTE: "Now a mother of two, Bakoulis remains highly motivated, even though squeezing in her running involves spectacles like the "Tuesday night tag team," which she and husband Alan Ruben play when her Moving Comfort team has workouts on the same evening (but one hour earlier) as his Central Park Track Club. "I say, 'If you have any questions about this workout, e-mail them to me- I will not see you at the finish line,'" Bakoulis says, laughing. "I finish the last interval and keep right on running all the way home.""


#1420.  WHO:  Norman Goluskin & Peter Gambaccini
TITLE:  A Chat With Norman Goluskin, in Runner's World Daily, May 2002
 
Norman Goluskin retired four years ago after being a president and partner in New York advertising agencies. Now, at 63, he is an exemplar of how to creatively focus a retirement in part on the competitive, charitable, and adventure travel aspects of running. He was a member of the Central Park Track Club quartet that twice broke the world indoor record for the 4x800 relay in the 60-69 age group this winter. He has done a six-races-in-seven-days cross-country event in rural England and a 100-kilometer race through Italian mountains, and has run with elite athletes in Kenya. The day Goluskin talked to Runner's World Daily, he had just returned from a five-day hiking tour of Corsica. He is on the Board of Directors of the New York Road Runners and the New York Road Runners Foundation, which conducts after school sports programs for children. He was the Foundation's Acting Executive Director until the hiring of Cliff Sperber.  Goluskin was instrumental in the creation of a Fila Discovery Camp in New Paltz, NY.  He is also on the Board of the Mohonk Preserve, New York State's largest private preserve with 6,400 acres, including the East Cost's premier rockclimbing venues.  The guy keeps busy.

Runner's World Daily: Tell us about the about the 4x800 record attempts.
Norman Goluskin: The record was 10:32. We ran 10:15; we broke it by 17 seconds. About a month later, we thought we could lower it again, and we ran 9:57. Another team came down to run against us the second time, and they were quite sure they could break 10:15. And they did; they ran 10:10. At the end of the race they said, "we knew we were going to break the 10:15. It never occurred to us you would get better." Three of us improved five seconds and Sid (Howard) improved two seconds, because he'd already run 2:19 the first time.

RWD: What did you end up running for your leg?
NG: A 2:38, the second time.  I was naive.  I thought I would have strength and then I'd go to the track and get my speed back, but from all the years of pounding and doing the ultras, I haven't.  That's the toughest part.  It's taking me quite awhile. I think I can go further than 2:38, but it's not going to happen quickly.

RWD: Why'd you detour into ultras for awhile?
NG: I got to the point where I said, "you know what, I'm not getting any faster. So let me do some new stuff." I picked a 100-K in Italy to do. And I did two 50-Ks and a 60-K building up to the 100, so I ran a total of four ultras and I got that out of my system. Then, after getting over a knee problem, I decided I'd really, really like to run faster again. That's when someone said, "we're trying to put together a 4x800 team."

RWD: When did you first get into running?
NG: I started at 37 years old.

RWD: What prompted you to do it?
NG: For relief from business and divorce pressures.  I went to an exercise class and I'd get there early and run on a track a little bit. I went to a dinner party and chatted with a woman who said she was a long distance runner. I said, "what's that?" She said, "well, this last weekend I ran 30-K." I said, "how far is that?" She said, "18.7 miles." I'm thinking, "nobody can run 18.7 miles." She invited me to join her for a workout and I ran a mile with her and thought I was going to die.  She invited me for a weekend run of five miles and I did that. That was the beginning of my running.

RWD: You immediately started to like it?
NG: Yeah. I found I was naturally better at it. I really liked it better than skiing, better than tennis. I really loved it.

RWD: Describe some running-oriented trips you've taken.
NG: I did Ron Hill's Tour of Tameside, in Hyde, near Manchester. In two of the first three races, I beat him (Hill). Of course, there were six races, and he whupped me handily. They were "fell" running -- and your teeth could come out if you fell, because it (the terrain) was so horrible. In Italy, I did the 100-K, the Del Passatore, from Florence to Faenza over the Apennine Mountains. It was beautiful. It starts at 3:00 in the afternoon, and you run on this road that's not lit, and you run through the night. The night that I did it, there was a full moon; it was absolutely gorgeous. You hit the peak at 50-K and then you've got the other side of the mountain.

RWD: And in Kenya?
NG: Dr. (Gabriele) Rosa wanted to put a training camp in the East (of the U.S.) He also wanted to get more Americans involved and get some financial support from the New York Road Runners.  Rosa wanted somebody from the Road Runners to come see his training camp in Kenya, so I went and spent ten days. I met the likes of Moses Tanui and his brother Phil and other name athletes. One day Rosa said, "tomorrow you'll run with the Kenyans and the elite Americans." At 9,000 feet, I met them to run up to 10,000 feet, about a 15-K. Twenty minutes after we started, the Kenyans and Americans started. They were running under 6:00 pace and were chatting as they went by.  And I was sucking wind.

RWD: What is Rosa doing at New Paltz (north of New York City)?
NG: Rosa came to New Paltz, and I had somebody drive him around the trails.  He said the trails up there were almost better than anything they were training on, except maybe St. Moritz.  But it was better than the West Coast, better than Italy, better than Kenya. It just didn't have altitude. Last year, we found a camp for him through some people I know. They fixed up some old bungalows and they had John Korir training up there. They're back this year; I think he's planning on having both Kenyans and Americans.

RWD: What does he like about the New Paltz trails?
NG: It's 62 miles of trails that span the Mohonk Preserve. It has plenty of hills. Korir did this thing called Cardiac Hill. If you can make it up once and have your feet under you, you're lucky.  Korir did speedwork up it 12 times. It's got plenty of variety, and it's pretty.  At 62 miles, you don't have to run the same thing all the time.  They run at 6:00 a.m., so it's relatively cool.  It's isolated, which Rosa likes.  He doesn't like them near towns, where they can be distracted.  I think his thought was that he would bring marathoners down from altitude to run for four weeks on the trails, and there are tracks there, too, for sharpening.  But I'm not sure what he'll do.  Rosa doesn't share his training with me.

#1419.  WHO:  Alan Ruben
SUBJECT:  His preparation to win the 2002 Museum Run
WHAT HE SAID: "I started Tuesday night standing on line and at the David Bowie concert at Roseland for 5 hours straight.  Then getting up at 2:30am Wednesday morning to watch England's commanding goalless draw against Nigeria to advance to the second round of the World Cup."


#1418.  WHO:  Rhonda Allen
WHERE:  In Gordon Bakoulis' Getting Real About Running
WHAT HE SAID:  "I love to challenge myself.  I never get quite the same adrenaline rush from my training as I do from pinning on a number and standing on a starting line.  Somehow I'm able to push myself harder and run a lot faster in races than when running on my own.  It's funny, it wasn't until a couple of years ago that I realized this.  For years I'd been racing at hour eight-minutes-per-mile pace for distances up to 10 miles.  I don't know wy I was able to ramp it up like that.  Maybe it was just years of running in the bank and increased confidence.  Racing is fun, no matter what kind of fate I'm in.  I enjoy setting goals, and watching the clok as I approach the finish line, especially if I've met or come close to my goal.  It's also very social for me and my family.  My older son is 9, and he's starting to want to accompany me in races.  I let him do the shorter ones, and go at his pace.  It's a blast for both of us."


#1417.  WHO:  Irene Jackson-Schon
WHEN:  Riverdale Ramble 10K, June 2002 (note: if you have ran this race, you would know that there are mountains in the Bronx)
WHAT SHE SAID: "Half way up Wave Hill, despite the total lack of breath, I uttered a bad word."


#1416.  WHO: Deidre Johnson-Cane, Jonathan Cane, Joe Glickman
WHERE:  Complete Idiot's Guide to Weight Training


#1415.  WHO:  Jonathan Pillow
SUBJECT:  Running and fun (or lack thereof)
WHAT HE WROTE: "I became a serious long-distance runner, a focus that kept me from having too much fun through much of high school and college..."


#1414.  WHO:  Hank Berkowitz
WHERE:  In Gordon Bakoulis' Getting Real About Running
WHAT HE SAID:  "I race even though my best years and times are behind me.  I like the competition and it gives justification for the training.  Sometimes I would rather go out and do a race with other runners than slog through a 15-mile training run by myself.  I've never met a distance runner I didn't like."


#1413.  WHO:  Bill Haskins
WHERE:  Ashbury Park Press
SUBJECT:  Jersey Shore Marathon, April 28, 2002 ("gray skies, heavy rain, a 19 mph head wind")
WHAT HE SAID:  "Normally my favorite race is a 5K cross country race.  This is kind of like a 26.2-mile cross country race."


#1412.  WHO:  Gordon Bakoulis
WHERE:  Getting Real About Running
WHAT SHE WROTE IN THE INTRODUCTION:

Hello, my name is Gordon, and I'm a runner.

I rarely introduce myself that way, actually.  Usually I'm a writer for such-and-such or the editor of so-and-so, or I'm Alan's wife or Joey and Sammy's mom.  Or I'm a daughter or cousin or aunt, or a member of some organization or other, or the upstairs neighbor.  Like you, I wear many different hats, answer to many different names, and sometimes feel confused about who, at my core being, I really am.

But I know I'm a runner.  I can say that with absolute certainty, and I hope to be able to say it as long as I live.


Stuart Calderwood

#1411.  WHO:  Stuart Calderwood
WHAT:  Lakeshore Marathon, Chicago, April 21, 2002 --- "More than 1,500 runners battled temperatures of 41 degrees, occasional rain, 93 percent humidity and easterly winds from 19 to 25 miles an hour. Driven by the high winds, rolling waves crashed into the sea wall next to the north leg of the course. At some points, plumes of spray shot 10 to 15 feet in the air and cascaded over runners."
WHAT HE SAID: "It was the toughest conditions I have run in - it was like an adventure race.  After I decided I couldn't run the time I wanted to, I just took on the challenge!"


#1410.  SUBJECT:  Etsuko Kizawa

Of course, we would expect our teammates to lead interesting lives beyond running marathons.  After all, New York City is a place where one can sample an astonishing array of experiences.  The following are three very different lives of Etsuko Kizawa.

NY GEISHA

Filmography: Ms. Kizawa, born and raised in Japan, immigrated to New York in 1988, in search of freedom in self-expression. Ms. Kizawa's career began at age 6, writing and directing school plays. By high school, she produced her own films.  In New York city, she studied at School of Visual Arts under independent film makers and producers such as Manfred Kirschhimmer, Jennifer Fox, Kathy High, and director/actors Joe Paradise, and Viveca Lindfors.  She also spent a year in the directors workshop at the Actors Studio. Her narrative short film "NY Geisha" (1994) was screened and won awards at international and US film festivals including Tampere Internatinal Short Film Festival, San Francisco Asian American International Film Festival, Max Ophüls Preis, New York Asian American International Film Festival, Japanese Independent Film Series (Japan Society), Lower East Side Film Festival, Chicago Asian American Film Festival and Atlanta Film and Video Festival.  Her current work-in-progress includes A Brief History of Silicon Alley.

DUH

SOY

From NewYorkMetro.com:

"In a three-block radius, there's every kind of fast food," says Etsuko Kizawa, an erstwhile designer determined to offer her Lower East Side neighborhood a healthier alternative to KFC and Burger King.  So last month, she converted her handbag boutique into Soy, a minuscule, honeydew-green bastion of soybeans in every form, from edamame and tofu to roasted-soybean snacks, green-tea soy smoothies, even soy coffee. And for expert assistance in preparing "classic Japanese mama's dishes" like beef-and-potato stew and curry rice, Kizawa imported two temps from Japan: her parents.
 
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#1409.  SUBJECT:  THE LIFE AND TIMES OF JOHN PRATHER

John Prather is a Central Park Track Club member, whom most of you have never met because he lives in Phoenix (Arizona).  We are hoping that we will be seeing a lot more of him and his family this summer.  In the meantime, here is the chance for the rest of you to know him better in this journal entry.  By the way, he knows all about you people from the website ...
 
Let's start off with the usual names, places and statistics:
 
College: Arizona State University (1976-1980) --- 3000m steeplechase, 5000m, 400 hurdles, cross country.  Note: the same school as our Michael Trunkes.
 
ClubsSanta Monica TC (1982-1984), Four Winds TC (1990-1992), Strapped Jock Racing (2000-2001), Central Park Track Club (2002-).  Note: it took an 18 month (e-mail) courtship by Stuart Calderwood to get John to sign on the dotted line.
 
Some personal bests:
3000 steeplechase: 8:58:70 (Tempe, AZ '90)
5000m: 14:30.2 (Celle Ligure, Italy '91)
10000m: 30:02.2 (Walnut Creek, CA '91)
 
John Prather

The photo above was taken at the 1999 Carlsbad 5000 in the elite masters division.  Of note in this photo is that the barely visible runner behind John is Nolan Shaheed (SoCal TC), who is the world M50-54 indoor/outdoor recordholder at 800m/mile and the 2001 USATF Masters Runner of the Year.  That would be the person that Alston Brown says, "I think there is someone in the Southern California would is faster than me at 800m/mile ..."
 
John Prather

The next photo above was taken at the 2001 Carlsbad 5000.  The depth of the masters field is such that John's time of 15:58 places him in 17th place (note: Nolan Shaheed was 9th in 15:36).

New Times 10K with John Prather

The next photo above was taken at the New Times 10K in Phoenix AZ.  Who cares?  John does: "It's not my bored, goofy expression that makes this picture important; rather, it's the building in back -- Bank One Ballpark, also known as the home field of the 2001 World Series champion Arizona Diamondbacks."


#1408.  WHO: Stefani Jackenthal
SUBJECT:  HORMONES AND THE MIND --- adventure journalist Stefani Jackenthal gives a first-hand account of the adrenalin rush she felt when scaling a live volcano in Ecuador.  
WHAT SHE SAID:  "I went from feeling like an intruder on the rock face, suffering from utter exhaustion, to feeling absolutely focused, as if I were one with the mountain. When the adrenalin rush hit, time seemed to slow down, and nothing in the world mattered except the steps I was taking.  That is the fix that keeps me coming back for more."


#1407.  WHO: Stacy Creamer
SUBJECT:  Midnight Fun
WHERE:  New York Runner, March/April 2002, p.39
WHAT SHE WROTE: "Since 1985, I've run it as a five-miler, an 8K, a 5K, and --- for the past two years --- a four miler.  I've run it up the East Side to a klieg-lighted turnaround at 95th Street, and I've run it when i looped out of the Park and up Central Park West.  I've run it dressed as Captain America and in a flannel nightgown as part of a five-runner slumber party, complete with pillows (for the pillow fight, of course).  Whatever the weather or the distance, costumed or not, the Midnight Run is my way of bringing in the new while enjoying one of my favorite activities --- to say nothing of the fact that running a race is one of the few things that can keep me awake past midnight.

Another guarantee: I get to spend New Year's with my friends.  This year's race did not disappoint, although my choice of a three enchilada pre-race dinner did.  Running more slowly than usual, I got to see my world pass me by --- friends I've trained with for years.  About halfway through, my friend Sylvie Kimche caught up with me.  Together we jogged down the Park's West Drive.  As we crossed the finish line, for one not much wearier for our efforts, I felt ready to face the joys and challenges of the New Year."


#1406.  WHO:  Dan Sack
SUBJECT:  The reason why he did the 2002 Runner's World Midnight Run
WHAT HE SAID: "So I wouldn't be home alone in front of the TV."


#1405.  WHO:  James Siegel
SUBJECT:  His plan for taking photos at the Boston Marathon, 2002
WHAT HE SAID: "Having run the last five Boston Marathon myself, I know the exact spot where the runners will start cursing and make obscene gestures when they see me there with the camera ...  Personally, I would have dropped out at that point last year, except for the fact that the meat wagon was not due for another two hours."


#1404:  WHO:  Steve Paddock
WHEN:  Front Runners Track Meet, March 17, 2002
WHAT HE SAID:  "I've been recruited in the 4x800m relay.  I've never run 800m and I've never run a relay."
COMMENT:  Don't worry, just go out and run fast ...

Steve Paddock
             ... really really fast ...


#1403.  WHO:  Gail Waesche Kislevitz
SUBJECT: Giving Back

As runners we know first hand the benefits our sport gives us. Everything from the physical merits such as slim waistlines, rosy cheeks and strong hearts to the mental benefits of stress reduction and that endorphin high to the coveted awards and medals. Most of us came to running through school track and cross-country programs or well meaning (nagging?) friends who dragged us to a race or a workout. Now imagine that no one ever gave you the opportunity or the encouragement or support to run. Imagine your elementary school couldn't afford after school programs and the gym class was cut or reduced to near nothing in terms of physical education. Imagine no one you know runs and there are no places to run in your neighborhood. That's a pretty bleak outlook, but sadly it is all too true for some New York kids. Due to budget restraints, most middle school students, more than 200,000 New York school children, have no regular school-based athletic program.

But you can help change this. New York Road Runners has formed the New York Road Runners Foundation with the mission to establish community based running programs within underserved populations throughout New York City and eventually around the world. Sounds like a formidable goal but with winners such as Grete Waitz as Foundation Chairwoman at the helm, you better believe it will take off like a rabbit.

The kids will benefit and you will benefit as well, maybe even more. The Foundation needs runners to volunteer as either coaches or race buddies. Coaches meet the kids at their school and help them set realistic and attainable goals and start them with training routines that include stretching and workouts that match their level and ultimately teach them to excel and improve.  Race buddies are paired with a student and run weekend races with them, providing support and enthusiasm from start to finish.

I was recently a race buddy at the Coogan's Salsa, Blues and Shamrock 5K and it was a thrill. If you have forgotten what it is like to run your first race or you've lost that surging scintillating sensation of crossing the finish line with a goofy smile spread across your face you can get it all back when you become a race buddy. I was teamed up with 13-year old Jackie from Bayside. She was hoping to run an 8-minute pace and her coach, NYRR runner and Foundation coach Susan Lombardi, said she was ready. Anyone who ran that race will remember it was a muggy, warm March morning. Jackie wore her dark blue Foundation sweatshirt and I worried it would be too hot for her but she didn't want to take it off; she was proud of it and determined to show it off.  While waiting for the start we talked about her school and how she loved running and how it made such a difference in her life. She had a new identity as a runner and her team was really good! She hoped her team would beat the other schools and win the most points. A healthy competitive spirit was brewing.

My job was to stay with her and encourage her and along the way give her a few tips on racing like staying to the side, looking for the openings and pacing herself. The Coogan's course starts out with a mean hill and she took it like a pro but it knocked the wind out of her and we finished the first mile in 10:10. Not wanting to discourage her, I didn't tell her the time, just that she had run the first mile and was doing great. As we rounded the half way mark she slowed to a walk and I knew something was wrong. She thought she pulled a calf muscle but wanted to keep going so we did a walk/run pace for the next half- mile until she started crying and couldn't go any further. I walked her off to the sidewalk and knew her race was over. All I could do was try to keep her spirits up and laugh about the situation. A woman in an apartment building above us called out to see if we needed assistance and made us an ice pack. You can't beat New Yorkers for helping out in a pinch. Jackie was crying, calling herself a failure but I kept insisting that I was the failure because I had failed her as a race buddy. We ended up in fits of laughter arguing over who was the bigger loser, her or me. I won.

With her 13-year old feistiness, Jackie wanted to walk the mile to the finish but I didn't want her to risk further injury. (Another good reason race buddies are needed at this fledgling time in these young runners' careers.) We ended up hitching a ride back to the finish in a police squad car. The police were great and had her laughing, telling her she could beat them in a race any day. When we got to 168th street, Jackie's aunt and her coach and teammates were waiting and the hugs and smiles were the only treatment she needed for the moment.

What that day taught me was just how valuable the race buddy program is to these kids. Jackie is a good runner and in time will meet all her goals. But these kids need the help and support and guidance from us veterans to get there. It's our opportunity to give back, to give these students what running has given us.

To date, the Foundation has over 300 children and 20 schools involved in the program. The students sign contracts with the Foundation, used as a motivational tool to help keep them focused on their goals as they go through the hard work of becoming dedicated runners. They also receive a monthly newsletter where they can write letters to Grete and receive advice directly from her. Bottom line, it's a win-win situation. As Waitz says, "Running does more than physical fitness: it provides goals, discipline - values that they need in life."

For the program to expand further, it will take funding and volunteers. It's easy, rewarding and doesn't take much time or effort on your part. It also feels great to know you helped introduce a life long sport to a child who otherwise might miss out on the most healthful, fun and uplifting sports out there.

For more information on the Foundation, visit their website at www.nyrrc.org/divisions/foundation.

Gail W Kislevitz is the author of several sports books. In her book It's Never Too late, she interviews people in their 60s-90s who came to exercise late in life and discovered their own Fountain of Youth. The life of Sid Howard, Central Park Track Club member and recent NYRR age-division award winner is chronicled in the book, along with NY Flyer member Muriel Merl. Gail is offering this book to NYRR members at the discounted price of $15, and $5 of that will be donated to the NYRR Foundation. If you are interested, send a check for $15 along with your name and return address to: GWK 534 Summit St. Ridgewood, NJ 07450. This offer has been sanctioned by the Foundation.


#1402.  WHO:  Manufacturers Hanover
WHAT:  The 1982 New York City Marathon spectator guide


#1401.  WHO:  Benjamín Morales Meléndez   
WHEN: January 19, 2002
WHERE: Primera Hora (San Juan, Puerto Rico)
SUBJECT:  Being there is not enough ...

Tanser, escritor del libro "Train Hard, Win Easy: The Kenyan Way" y un experto en la forma de entrenar en Kenia, indica que venir a las montañas kenianas no necesariamente hará de nadie un mejor atleta. Asegura que el trabajo duro es la clave.

"Uno puede estar meses en Kenia y decir que vino a Kenia a entrenar, pero si no se trabaja tan duro como los kenianos, se corre con ellos y se sigue su disciplina; el atleta no gana nada. Venir aquí para seguir el ritmo que uno tenía en su país de origen no tiene sentido", señala.

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