One More Mile - Cape Cod Athletic Club
One More Mile - Cape Cod Athletic Club
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<strong>Cape</strong> <strong>Cod</strong> <strong>Athletic</strong> <strong>Club</strong> - July/Oct 2007<br />
Race Report: Vermont 100<br />
Pete Stringer<br />
T<br />
his race was a very personal one for me, hard to run<br />
and stay on a physical goal of running 100 miles. My<br />
best friend of the past 40 years, Harold, contracted<br />
brain cancer last winter and was dying. He had attended seven<br />
Vermonts as part of my crew, and many, many other ultras in<br />
this country and others, though he was not a runner (had he<br />
been interested in the sport, he could have been a great one,<br />
and I use that term advisedly). My daughter was on my crew,<br />
she loved Harold. My wife Jane adored him. My son Derek<br />
said "Harold had greatness" and was referring to his honor<br />
and integrity and humility, and innate class. Plus, he kept us<br />
all laughing, all the time . Julie said a crew with Harold was a<br />
moveable weekend party in the country.<br />
I met Harold back in the 60’s when we were both in the<br />
horse business, and we stayed best friends since that time.<br />
Jane & I flew out to Michigan in early June to say goodbye,<br />
as he was on his death bed then. But he hung on way later<br />
than the prognosis. He was a very surprising fellow all his<br />
life. Despite a sixth grade education, one of the smartest guys<br />
I have ever known, despite his skinny build, one of the toughest,<br />
and if I told you of some of his running feats despite not<br />
being a runner and smoking for 95% of his life, you would<br />
not believe me. Most of the time when he paced me (even at<br />
WS), he would wear jeans and jodpurs (horsemen's boots) and<br />
his two-pocket long sleeve shirt complete with his trusty pack<br />
of Salem's. (four pack a day man, no shit) We all said this<br />
prayer for Harold that I had written out five minutes before<br />
4AM for the race on Silver Meadow Farm, and that kind of<br />
got me pretty distracted and emotional for a few miles, but I<br />
always start real slow, so it didn't make any difference.<br />
The weather was as ideal as it can be, and stayed that way.<br />
As usual, Jane and I slept in a little tent right there at the start,<br />
and she instructed all in the crew as to what to do. She is<br />
amazing, and to see my two little Vermont granddaughters<br />
ages 5 and 2 take part in "Grampy Pete's race" was definitely<br />
motivating. My daughter Kerry, who came all the way from<br />
Oregon (at the time) to run Boston in '97 with me, says I have<br />
to stay in shape a while longer cuz both girls plan to run Boston<br />
with me when they are legal at age 18. That may take<br />
some persistence on my part since I'm already 66 and that<br />
would take me to at least age 79.<br />
Back to the V100. It was good seeing lots of old friends at<br />
NE's only 100. Damon Lease, Jeff Washburn, Dan Rose,<br />
Kevin Sayers, Bob Jensen, Greg Loomis, all had great races.<br />
Damon's 80-minute pr was especially news impressive on a<br />
course that was at least an hour longer than previously. Notable<br />
absentees were John Geesler, Dot Helling, Shari Bashaw,<br />
Joe Lugiano, Tony Treanor and a bunch of others. I am not<br />
sure just why the entries are down. It has a wonderful charity,<br />
the VASS program, which I managed to raise $1600 for by<br />
doing the 6-day race in NY (so much per mile adds up in a<br />
multiday!)<br />
I can have a pacer the whole friggin' 100 miles at Vermont if<br />
I want to because I am over 60, but there really is no need, so<br />
we started at about mile 55 (I am one who can't remember<br />
names of aid stations very well) with daughter Kerry doing<br />
ten miles and catching me up with all the horse racing news<br />
("Saratoga opens next week, and you're going to Colorado<br />
again?") Then Julie for a 17 miler . She had just done the Burlington<br />
City Marathon for a new pr despite having Lupus, and<br />
she has been with us for ten years or so despite her being a<br />
young mother herself. Then my son in law BJ, who is not a<br />
runner per se but could win tough men contests and is a true<br />
outdoorsmen. He did 18 miles or so. No sweat. He was pointing<br />
out bats, owls, coyote calls, etc. from vet experience in the<br />
Vermont woods.<br />
I felt physically pretty good the whole way, tried not to think<br />
too much about who was not there -- Harold. But finally, on<br />
last five mile leg that I always run with the beautiful love of<br />
my life, noble Jane, we both gave in a little and lost it a bit the<br />
last mile with our hands locked together in tribute to the<br />
love we have for this special man. In his honor.<br />
We had a pretty wet group hug after the finish line, gave a<br />
thanks in the direction of the sky. No dry eyes then, we let 'er<br />
flow.<br />
When we got home the next day I got a delayed email from<br />
his sister Yvonne from Canada -- Harold grew up on a farm in<br />
Novia Scotia with his other 16 brothers and sisters -- with the<br />
somewhat welcome news that Harold had passed away about<br />
noontime on Sunday. Of course that gave me some chills,<br />
being just a couple hours after I finished the race. I guess he<br />
wanted to stick around for one last time for his buddy.<br />
She asked that I write the eulogy for his funeral service,<br />
which I did the next day. No one ever had a better friend. ,<br />
30 July 2007<br />
Race Report: Chicago Marathon<br />
Deanna Arnold<br />
W<br />
OW- that was one tough marathon. The weather<br />
started out at 91 at 8:00 AM in the morning- it<br />
was hot. At water station # 2 they ran out of water-<br />
at water station # 3 they ran out of water- no Gatorade<br />
available until about mile 14. I tossed my cookies twice and<br />
almost fainted once. When I got to mile 10 I could not<br />
breathe at all. It was so hot you could not catch your breath -<br />
I switched over to the walk/jog method. At mile 13 I saw my<br />
friends and told them how hard it was out there but was not<br />
going to quit no matter what. People from houses, churches<br />
and local businesses were coming out with bottled water and<br />
ice for everybody because it was so hot. I made it to mile 16<br />
with only 10 miles to go when they pulled me off the course<br />
along with 12 thousand other runners. <strong>One</strong> person died, 300<br />
in intensive care, 3000 with medical attention, they ran out<br />
of ambulances- it was a mad house, especially at the finish<br />
line when all 12 thousand showed up at once - you took your<br />
own medal - volunteers had left.<br />
So I can say I was part of history - the marathon that never<br />
happened.<br />
Thank you all again for your support - let’s try for next<br />
year!!! ,<br />
10 October 2007<br />
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