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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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