A Running Meme
Here are the rules.
If you’re tagged, you will find your name at the end of this post. You should then copy the rules (or your version of them), and the set of questions onto your blog post, provide your own answers, and then tag 5 new people.
Just to be sure that everyone tagged knows they have been invited to play, go to their blogs and leave them a special comment letting them know, and refer them to your blog for details.
One more thing, according to my tagger Juls, once the chosen have answered the questions on their own blog, they should come back to yours to tell you.
Here are my responses.
1. How would you describe your running 10 years ago?
In decline, though it would take years for me to realize it. In the summer of 1998 I still believed my best running was ahead of me and futilely chased PRs. I ran among the coyote and tourists and dead people. Yes, that’s the summer I incorporated the National Cemetery into my long runs on Cape Cod. It was perfect. Not only was the place large and peaceful and paved, but it had a clean restroom and, at that time of year, sprinklers to keep me cool. I never trespassed on graves and always paid my respects. I also never forgot the faces in the few cars faithfully parked in the same spot at 7 a.m. every Sunday morning, come rain, sun or snow.
2. What is your best and worst run/race experience?
My best race experience was the Shamrock Marathon way back in the day. I was coming off a second-place finish in a grueling 20k-25k-30k distance series that proved no fluke since I ended up continuing the streak with a PR that day. That I barely hurt after that one proved I could have pushed harder, and just knowing that left me elated instead of angry with myself.
My worst race experience: It’s a tie between my DNF at the Long Beach Marathon and running with a fractured hip and ankle the following year at the Rock ‘n’ Roll Marathon. There’s the pain you can rely upon, and the pain you try to avoid. In both races the two converged, with far-reaching consequences.
3. Why do you run?
My neurologist recently asked me this and was not pleased with my answer, either: “Hell if I know anymore.”
4. What is the best or worst piece of advice you've been given about running?
Best: Relax! When you’re this far back they don’t test for drugs.
Worst: Run through the pain.
5. Tell us something surprising about yourself that not many people would know.
I have terrible posture; I also was born with missing vertebrae.
Now, here are my 5 Tagees:
Jen in Budapest
Jeff in Florida
Kara in Eugene
Tim in Virginia
Triteacher in Colorado, soon
If you’re tagged, you will find your name at the end of this post. You should then copy the rules (or your version of them), and the set of questions onto your blog post, provide your own answers, and then tag 5 new people.
Just to be sure that everyone tagged knows they have been invited to play, go to their blogs and leave them a special comment letting them know, and refer them to your blog for details.
One more thing, according to my tagger Juls, once the chosen have answered the questions on their own blog, they should come back to yours to tell you.
Here are my responses.
1. How would you describe your running 10 years ago?
In decline, though it would take years for me to realize it. In the summer of 1998 I still believed my best running was ahead of me and futilely chased PRs. I ran among the coyote and tourists and dead people. Yes, that’s the summer I incorporated the National Cemetery into my long runs on Cape Cod. It was perfect. Not only was the place large and peaceful and paved, but it had a clean restroom and, at that time of year, sprinklers to keep me cool. I never trespassed on graves and always paid my respects. I also never forgot the faces in the few cars faithfully parked in the same spot at 7 a.m. every Sunday morning, come rain, sun or snow.
2. What is your best and worst run/race experience?
My best race experience was the Shamrock Marathon way back in the day. I was coming off a second-place finish in a grueling 20k-25k-30k distance series that proved no fluke since I ended up continuing the streak with a PR that day. That I barely hurt after that one proved I could have pushed harder, and just knowing that left me elated instead of angry with myself.
My worst race experience: It’s a tie between my DNF at the Long Beach Marathon and running with a fractured hip and ankle the following year at the Rock ‘n’ Roll Marathon. There’s the pain you can rely upon, and the pain you try to avoid. In both races the two converged, with far-reaching consequences.
3. Why do you run?
My neurologist recently asked me this and was not pleased with my answer, either: “Hell if I know anymore.”
4. What is the best or worst piece of advice you've been given about running?
Best: Relax! When you’re this far back they don’t test for drugs.
Worst: Run through the pain.
5. Tell us something surprising about yourself that not many people would know.
I have terrible posture; I also was born with missing vertebrae.
Now, here are my 5 Tagees:
Jen in Budapest
Jeff in Florida
Kara in Eugene
Tim in Virginia
Triteacher in Colorado, soon
