It was a cold, bitterly cold, November morning in 2002. After many months of training, I sat, shivering, at Fort Wadsworth in Staten Island awaiting the start of the New York City Marathon – my first such race. The feeling of anticipation and excitement was palpable. I was eager, and deathly afraid, to begin. I had never run 26.2 miles – not even in my training. I didn’t know what would happen to me on the streets of New York…
In short, what happened was that my life was changed. Radically and forever. It was on those streets of New York that I became a marathon runner. I became a champion. I became a warrior. I became something I hadn’t ever been before.
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On November 10, I started my comeback. I was ready. I was fired up. I was focused.
I was still injured.
I just didn’t want to admit it.
Continue reading “Day 1 – AGAIN?!”
I have run a countless number of races in my life. Yes, this includes 20 marathons. (I always keep an accurate count of my marathons.)
I love to run.
I have often stated that the marathon defines me.
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Sometimes we can’t accomplish what we set our minds to do.
Sometimes impossible isn’t an illusion… it is real. Or, at least it seems real. We strive, we reach, we try – and we fall short, we stumble, we fall. We reach and try again. And fall and fail. We fall and fail and fail again. Or so it seems…
Sometimes the goal, whatever it is, seems too hard, too distant, too impossible. We say, “I can’t.” We say, “It’ll never happen.”
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This blog post will be a little different than the others. It might not end up as a coherent passage with one main theme. More, it’s a stream-of-conscious recollection of my experiences at this year’s New York City Marathon.
As I am writing this passage a week after I ran, I’m sure some of the most poignant and special things that I wanted to remember have been lost among the crowds, thrills, and emotions of this wonderful and inspiring annual event.
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As a runner, I was Superman. But, that was a while ago.
When I started running marathons, I thought I was invincible.
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I’m training for a marathon. This will be my 20th marathon. I’m excited and eager to get to the line and run this race. I think it will be my best race in a long time.
There’s only one problem.
The race is 34 weeks away.
Continue reading “Success or Failure?”
It is probably somewhat normal, even for adults, to have favorite sports figures that they root for. Baseball, football, and hockey players, tennis and golf stars, auto racers, and others come to mind. With that being said, there are probably few people who have a professional marathoner for whom they root.
I am one of those people. I am fan of Meb Keflezighi. He’s a champion marathoner.
But it hasn’t always been that way.
Continue reading “The Story of a Winner (Meb Keflezighi)”
For a short time, I was going to title this blog 26.2. Why 26.2? It’s simple, that’s the distance of a marathon.
I run marathons.
I’m not fast. I don’t ever win. If I finish in the top 20% of all runners in a given race, I am thrilled. Lately, as I get get older, I am becoming happy to finish in the top 50% of all runners.
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