Page 28 — June 2013 Vetrunnerorganised entertainers were located approximately every 3-4km. However, the runners were so thick that it was verydifficult, if not impossible, to sometimes see, or even hearthe entertainers. I have no idea if the entertainersthemselves were really only playing to the crowd not therunners. In between these there were rows of ‘port-a-loos’,again with a queue of up to 10 runners long.I soon settled into a rhythm, but l had to ab<strong>and</strong>on myusual habit of hugging the corners. The crowds, whoconstantly yelled ”Ganbarre” (meaning “hang in there”),also wanted ‘high fives’ with the runners as they went past.After a few kilometres I have to admit I started to tire ofconstantly having my h<strong>and</strong> in the air slapping the verywilling crowds of h<strong>and</strong>s. So I started to stick to the middleof the road, which actually was not a major issue becauseas anyone who knows Tokyo will agree the roads tend to benarrow.There was a reasonably chilly wind during the wholerace but after about 5km l took the plunge <strong>and</strong> discardedmy plastic ‘overcoat’. There were many times l regretted itbut on the other h<strong>and</strong> the chill factor helped me to try <strong>and</strong>keep up a reasonable pace. At about the 7km mark Irealised I had made a huge mistake. I had forgotten to puton my ‘nipple protectors’. John Harding would kill me! Ihad them with me <strong>and</strong> did my best to put them on ‘on thego’ but not very successfully <strong>and</strong> I did suffer a bit as aresult.As the runners thinned it was easier travelling exceptwhen we came to a national attraction, of which there wereseveral, including the Imperial Palace, Tokyo Tower <strong>and</strong>Temples of note. These locations became photoopportunities for a significant number of runners <strong>and</strong> therace almost stopped while runners stopped to take photos<strong>and</strong> then swap with other runners to be photographed infront of the attraction. Obviously time was not an issue.Being a ‘walker’ I actually did attract some attention.Particularly the crowds seemed to cheer a little louder as Iapproached but I also had many runners coming frombehind – <strong>and</strong> the occasional one I passed – who wished me‘ganbarre’. One runner asked if he could have a photo of thetwo of us! He spoke English <strong>and</strong> l said “as long as I don’thave to stop”. He immediately comm<strong>and</strong>eered anotherrunner to take our photo. This other fellow had to virtuallyrun almost backwards while the first fellow put his armaround my shoulder <strong>and</strong> gave the customary ‘V’ sign. Hethanked me profusely <strong>and</strong> went on his way.At about the 21km mark I was travelling a little slowerthan I would have liked. So I resolved to ‘go faster’ thesecond 21km. It was about now a fellow – obviouslyAustralian – came up behind me <strong>and</strong> said, “Hell, l’m havingtrouble keeping up with you, are you walking all the way?”After some small talk I learnt he was a West Australianwho had been injured <strong>and</strong> “shouldn’t have started” themarathon because he had only been training for two weeks!Any ego I may have had vanished immediately…At about the 35km mark I was passed by a group ofrunners carrying red balloons <strong>and</strong> all wearing red T-shirts<strong>and</strong> some numbering. I realised it was the five-hour pacers!I was able to stay with them for a very short distance buthad to drop off. Any hope of doing five hours was dashed.There were many runners wearing fancy dress, fromsuperman to ballerinas, <strong>and</strong> a number, particularly men,all dressed in pink. Many seemed to treat it as a great funrun, not like me who treated it very seriously. There wasone fellow who seemed to be my pace almost all the way,running, but carrying <strong>and</strong> playing a guitar while singinghis heart out. I did vaguely recognise some of the tunes butbecause he was singing in Japanese l had no idea of thewords. There were two runners who particularly took myattention. One was a young Japanese girl wearing a skintight bunny’s outfit complete with floppy ears <strong>and</strong> abeautiful little tail perfectly positioned. I tried to stay withher, but try as I might, she left me watching her tailtwitching into the crowd. The other was Jesus himself. Hewas wearing nothing but a loin cloth <strong>and</strong> a crown of thorns.He had no race number on <strong>and</strong> was bare footed without arace chip. He was carrying a cross over his shoulder. Asmuch as l would have liked to chat I passed him, afterpaying due reverence.At about 40km we crossed a bridge that did not havespectators on it, so l found myself towards the side of theroad. As we crossed the bridge it seemed we all burst intoanother big crowd cheering their lungs out. But as l left thebridge someone in the crowd recognised the ‘Australia’ onmy singlet <strong>and</strong> started yelling “Go Australia!”. Suddenlythe whole crowd started yelling <strong>and</strong> before l knew itseemed as though the whole crowd were yelling just for me!Any ego l had lost returned.Not before time I rounded the final bend <strong>and</strong> saw theFINISH sign. With about 50m to go the spectator crowdssuddenly disappeared <strong>and</strong> we were left to jostle each otherto cross the finish line. Because it was the finish manyrunners put on a final burst <strong>and</strong> things became quitecongested.Not long after going through the gate l was approachedby another runner who saw my ’Australia’ <strong>and</strong> he asked meif l minded having his photo taken with me. He promptlycomm<strong>and</strong>eered another runner to take the photo. Thistime l stopped <strong>and</strong> we put our arms around each other <strong>and</strong>gave the customary ‘V’ sign. My ego was lifted again. It wasthen another 100m to be given a wrap around towel forwarmth, another 100m to collect the medal, another 100mfor a banana, another 100m for a free gift (sportssupplement) then about 200m to the huge hall to collect ourbaggage – <strong>and</strong> it was all over, except to find the way out!Statistics:Net time5 hrs 19 mins 48 secsTotal 34796Overall place 24891Total no. of men 27798Place for men 19357Total in age group 526Place in age group 344
June 2013 Vetrunner — Page 29Another Nail in the HillBy John KennedyIt was only small contingent of Vets that fronted the annual Nailcan Hill challenge in Albury this year. For theunfamiliar this is a novelty charity fundraiser over 11.3km of dirt, mountain <strong>and</strong> tar. The goal is to complete the coursein a time (in minutes) that is less than your age. Ladies are allowed an additional 20% although rumour has it this mayonly be a cunning ploy (or perhaps just country courtesy) to obscure their actual age. One of the more satisfying aspectsof this event is that like the Ulysses motorcycle club Nailcan is unashamedly biased in favour of the ‘mature-aged’ but ifyou are under 50 then the job's in front of you. Unfortunately, this window of opportunity closes again for the verymature-aged as our oldest member, 85-year-old Rad Leovic, noted after narrowly missing out on an age-busting run.This is always a great event with a patronage now exceeding 1700 starters – so pencil in the first Sunday in May inyour 2014 calendar. This year saw the introduction of a ‘Half-Can’ 4km complement to the ‘Full-Can’ for those that wantto get out but not quite so far. Results for the ACTVAC members are shown below. I've also added a theoretical coursedifficulty factor for each runner based on a comparison with their performance in the recent long course Majurah<strong>and</strong>icap. Apparent course difficulty varied with the individual but the average of 1.11 suggests that it’s similar to theMt. Ainslie or Majura h<strong>and</strong>icap courses. This data also suggests that Kevin might have been saving himself for Nailcan!Name Age Time Difficulty factorKevin Chapman 69 67'02” 1John Kennedy 63 56'41” 1.12Rad Leovic 85 88'05” 1.21Ian McDonald 51 50'55” 1.09Diana Schneider 67 66'03” 1.11Lake Burley Griffin (LBG) Walking Carnival9 June 2013The ACT Race & Fitness Walking Club Inc (ACTWalkers) wish to invite members of ACTVAC to participatein the 47th Annual Lake Burley Griffin (LBG) WalkingCarnival to be held on the Sunday of the Queen’s Birthdaylong weekend – 9 June 2013.Starting <strong>and</strong> finishing in Weston Park, Yarralumlathere are three scenic Fitness Walks to choose from, 5 miles(8k) to Scrivener Dam starting at 9.30am, 10 miles (16k)clockwise around West Basin or 20 miles clockwise <strong>and</strong> anti-clockwise around West Basin, both starting at 8.00am.A special LBG Medal will be presented to the first threefemales <strong>and</strong> males in each event <strong>and</strong> all participantsreceive a certificate. There will also be barrel draws.Entry fees: Adult $10, Under 18 $5 <strong>and</strong> Family $20.An entry form can be found on the ACT Walkers website http://www.actwalkers.org.au <strong>and</strong> should be forwardedto PO Box 1324, Queanbeyan NSW 2620. Entries will beaccepted on the day.Enquiries to Val Chesterton 0409 224 973.Throwing H<strong>and</strong>icap DatesTrish 6161 3635Throws Pentathlon DatesJayne Hardy 0421 610 053June 29July 27Aug 24Sept 28Oct 26Nov 23June 16shot <strong>and</strong> discushammer <strong>and</strong> javelinshot <strong>and</strong> discushammer <strong>and</strong> javelinshot <strong>and</strong> discushammer <strong>and</strong> javelin <strong>and</strong> annualpresentations <strong>and</strong> Christmas function10am startJuly 14 10am startAug 11 10am startSept 15 10am start Oceania Throws PentathlonOct 13 10am startNov 17 9am start Heavy Weight PentathlonDec 15 9am startWinter Throwing Championships—5-7 October