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#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
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
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
arent necessarybruises, scrapes, and gashes will do.
Billed as for mountain goats only,
the rocky, ankle-biting course in New Yorks Catskills has
nearly 10,000 vertical feet of elevation change, slippery rocks,
hidden roots, extremely steep downhills, and narrow cliffs. And
racers cant 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?
Id like to say that its all my friend Erics
fault. Hed 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? Dont
leave it all on the first hill. Just remember at the
top of Blackhead, youre 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 footor 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 didnt matterbruised,
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 Lowe,
Portland
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:
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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.
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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
#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.
#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.
102 Suffolk Street
212-253-1158
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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.
Clubs: Santa 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)
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 ..."
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).
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 ...
... 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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