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    I Get By With A Little Help From My Friends


    During the entire run tonight, my mind churned.  Hmm what to write about, what to write about?

    Do I write about the Gazelle and how he ran another 10 km in preparation for Around the Bay in a few weeks in a lightening fast pace of 54 minutes?  Ok, 54 minutes and a few odd seconds.  Nah, I quickly threw that idea out.  It will only remind me that I need to go out on Sunday and run a 10 km myself.

    I could write another blog about car part thingies and runner part thingies.  But I thought, nah, I’ll save that one for a time when I am really in a silly mood.

    Well, what about …. but threw that one out before it even reached germination stage.

    And then it hit me, the answer was so simple it was right in front of me the whole time.  And then at the half way point of the run it left me alone.  To finish my own race.

    Esther talking to the group before the run
    Esther talking to the group before the run

    Meet a couple of my running friends from the Runners Den.  Jim and Dave.  Unlike me they are real runners.  They are getting ready to run the full Bay.  While I work my way up to a 10 km relay.  There’s nothing wrong with running a 10.  But there is nothing wrong with running a 30 either. 

    It’s just that I need to run my own race. 

    Jim and Dave are also really fast.  Well, compared to me they are fast.  I have tried to keep them in sight while I do longer runs with them.  I think they have taken me under their wing.  I am perhaps some experiment that might go horribly wrong.  Or it just might go horribly right.

    Jim and Brian, Dave is hiding
    Jim and Brian, Dave is hiding

    They ran part of the way with me tonight.  And then at some point we lost each other. 

    We all knew at some point we would all meet up again.  Because isn’t that what this running family is all about?  Coming together in the end?

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    A runner for almost two years, Terry recently had the mildly traumatic experience of trying to find a flattering pair of running pants (“Isn’t running about pushing personal boundaries and just getting out there and moving? Except when you don’t look in the least bit like Paula Radcliffe.”). But although she may have been a bit embarrassed by “helpful handsome guy” at the store, she keeps a great perspective through her running experiences. Pushing through a number of injuries early in her running career, she got right back to training for her next race. “The feeling of elation when I crossed the finish line is unimaginable,” says Terry. Sounds like she’s hooked for good!