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<strong>December</strong> 15, <strong>2019</strong> - SOUTHEAST MESSENGER - PAGE 13<br />

A merry run turns into pain and then a triumph<br />

Under most circumstances, a painful<br />

injury is not something to share, boast or<br />

brag about, but when it is your first sportsrelated<br />

after 63 years of existence, I think<br />

I’ve earned a little leeway.<br />

Let me set the stage.<br />

I love the “A Christmas Story” house in<br />

Cleveland. They conduct an annual<br />

5K/10K run the first weekend in <strong>December</strong><br />

from the former Higbees site in downtown<br />

three miles to the actual house used in the<br />

movie.<br />

Last year was my first run (actually I<br />

walk very fast and jog just a tiny bit) and I<br />

completed the full 10K in under two hours.<br />

(Note to actual runners: Don’t shame me<br />

on the time. Remember, the ox is slow but<br />

the earth is patient. Yes, that is a line from<br />

a movie–“High Road to China.”)<br />

I routinely spend three days a week in<br />

the pool swimming and water jogging and<br />

go on three-mile walks with the dog, so I<br />

was prepared. While I still went to the pool,<br />

this year weather prevented me from many<br />

of my regular walks. But I still felt in shape<br />

and planned to do the 10K on race day.<br />

The morning of Dec. 7, my daughter–<br />

who is a marathon runner and did not<br />

shame me on my 2018 time–and I suited<br />

Places<br />

up in our best “A<br />

Christmas Story”<br />

costume finery, tied<br />

on our running shoes<br />

and headed out to<br />

join thousands of<br />

other like-minded<br />

costumed participants.<br />

The starting line<br />

was a sea of pink<br />

bunny costumes with<br />

a few burglars,<br />

Santas, elves and old<br />

man and mom teams<br />

thrown in for good<br />

measure. Real life<br />

Linda<br />

Dillman<br />

Bumpas hounds<br />

waited along with their owners for the 9<br />

a.m. start.<br />

A countdown of scenes from the movie<br />

played on a giant video screen and then we<br />

were off. My daughter left me in the dust<br />

after the first block–I expected that, and<br />

started a slow jog that lasted about three<br />

blocks before slowing to a fast walk.<br />

The route goes through the city, past the<br />

Cleveland Indians’ baseball stadium and<br />

then heads out across a bridge before turning<br />

into the Tremont neighborhood–<br />

undergoing a much needed renaissance–<br />

and on to the house where a leg lamp glows<br />

perpetually in the window.<br />

If you run the full 10K, you make a turn<br />

at the 5K finish line and go back downtown,<br />

which was my plan.<br />

Ignoring my husband’s starting line<br />

advice of, “Don’t be stupid,” and feeling<br />

kind of frisky in the ideal running conditions<br />

of bright blue skies and 35-degree<br />

temperatures, I picked up my pace at 1.5<br />

miles as I started downhill on the bridge.<br />

My weekend warrior glee was immediately<br />

rewarded with an audible “snap” and<br />

a sudden buckling pain in my right knee.<br />

Surrounded by hundreds of people, I could<br />

either go back or continue the same distance<br />

to the 5K finish line.<br />

Helpful hubby, who is much more of an<br />

athlete than I ever was or will be, said I<br />

should have stopped, minimized the damage<br />

and got a lift back.<br />

Me, stop? I’m too headstrong and,<br />

thankfully have a high pain threshold, so I<br />

Coyotes are valuable member of wild Ohio<br />

By Christine Bryant<br />

Staff Writer<br />

It’s been 100 years since the first coyote in Ohio was recorded.<br />

A century later, Battelle Darby Creek Metro Park recently celebrated<br />

this milestone with a special program at the Battelle<br />

Darby Creek Nature Center in Galloway, “100 Years of Coyotes,”<br />

that allowed visitors to get an up close look at coyote habitat and<br />

learn why they’re a valuable member of the wild.<br />

When spotted in 1919, wolves had been absent from Ohio for<br />

more than 50 years, Battelle Darby Creek Metro Park Naturalist<br />

Craig Biegler said.<br />

“Since then, they have spread to every county in the state, but<br />

nobody is sure exactly how many live in Ohio,” he said.<br />

Although the sounds and sightings of coyotes are common,<br />

especially in more rural areas, Biegler says there are many misconceptions<br />

about these animals.<br />

“For example, many people think that coyotes hunt in packs,<br />

but this is a major difference between the two canines,” he said.<br />

“Though they will share the same territory with close family members<br />

and exhibit a social structure, coyotes find food on their own,<br />

preferring to eat small animals like rabbits and rodents.”<br />

Coyotes also provide valuable pest control, he said.<br />

“A single coyote will eat around 10 small mammals a day,”<br />

Biegler said. “They are fascinating to observe and seem infinitely<br />

adaptable, thriving in deserts, forests, prairies and urban environments.”<br />

At the program, naturalists attempted to clear up some of these<br />

misconceptions, he said.<br />

“For better or worse, coyotes are the last large predator that<br />

can be found throughout Ohio,” Biegler said.<br />

Program attendees came to the nature center to see and touch<br />

a real coyote pelt and skull, Biegler said.<br />

“After an introductory talk, we headed out onto the trail and<br />

Photo courtesy of Metro Parks<br />

A lone coyote is pictured here howling. Coyotes have lived<br />

throughout Ohio for 100 years, with the first recorded sighting<br />

in 1919.<br />

walked for about half a mile. When we reached a good coyote habitat,<br />

we played some of their calls and tried to get a response,” he<br />

said. “I hope that people came away from the program with a new<br />

appreciation for coyotes and with the knowledge of how to manage<br />

interactions with them.”<br />

gamely limped the last 1.5 miles, finished<br />

the 5K race and got a bright, shiny medal<br />

with Ralphie on it, sucking on a bar of<br />

soap.<br />

Endorphin-fueled, I even managed not<br />

to grimace as I stepped across the finish<br />

line.<br />

The bus ride back to the starting point<br />

was painful. We were transported in school<br />

buses with seats so close; my knees were<br />

pressed against the seat in front of me. I<br />

was silently chanting, “Ouch,” the whole<br />

trip. But I was wearing that medal around<br />

my neck!<br />

Two days later, I went to my doctor,<br />

proudly showing him the medal while outlining<br />

the reason behind it and why my<br />

knee was swollen and painful. The diagnosis?<br />

No ligament damage, but trauma to<br />

my kneecap.<br />

I looked up patellae tendinitis and found<br />

it is also called runners or jumpers knee.<br />

I suffered an injury named for athletes<br />

while doing something athletic! It made me<br />

smile…and proud. And the pain of limping<br />

around on a busted knee was a little easier<br />

to take.<br />

Linda Dillman is a <strong>Messenger</strong> staff writer.<br />

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