Monthly Archives: April 2019


The singular maxim in road race management: “You Can’t Control The Weather.”  Linda and I ran close to 10K of the Valley 7 Lakes Marathon course on Saturday.  Here’s what played out- Gun fired at the scheduled 6:20 a.m.  Temps in the low 50s, not a wisp of breeze.  If you are a sub 3 sort it was likely your pr day.  After that mark the winds started kicking up out of the north.  The rectangular shape of the course would have allowed in equal measures a tailwind, crosswind and headwind.  IAAF Record eligible.  Be sure and mark your calendars for Saturday April 25, 2020.

We went to the Drake Relays Distance Carnival last Thursday evening.  The day’s rains broke, skies cleared to a perfect night.  Liberty high school freshman Ashlynn Keeney dropped jaws with her 9:39 3000.  The 4th fastest ever at Drake, the 8th fastest freshman time ever in the U.S.  Cheered our friend Megan Billington on to the win in the women’s 10000.  Sat with Brogan Austin’s folks as he took his 10000 pr down to 29:09.  UNO freshman Emily Johnson ran a school record 16:59.80 for third after leading most of the women’s collegiate 5000.  Date night for a couple of track geeks.

Emily Sisson ran 2:23:08 at Sunday’s London Marathon.  #NebraskaProud

Brogan’s mom getting the obligatory hug from the champ.  The Blue Oval, making Iowa’s track and field memories special.




Shit rolls downhill and so does water.  Lake Aero out here is owned by a Kiewit biggie.  As soon as possible it had two 12″ lines and a generator the size of a bus pumping water right back into the Platte, 12 million gallons every 24 hours.    Curtis Acres, quick to splash no trespassing and private property declarations with just a little less clout could only muster two 8″ lines, draining their lake immediately south of Dodge St., into the ditches encompassing our Twin Rivers Homestead area.  Million dollar homes not concerned about their neighbors.  That is why the water table is just now beginning to recede.  My most shallow and insincere sympathies to those whose beaches and floating docks were compromised while we were trying to keep our heads and lives above water.



As nicely as I can possibly put it, the constant banter about Boston (and marathoning in general) being all about the journey just isn’t/wasn’t my way.  It was always and shall remain about the race itself.

If “the journey” means the training necessary to get there, that is only half.  The race being the remainder and without the other each is meaningless.  Matters not how fast you complete the distance.  What is most important is that you lay it all completely on the line.  Run as fast as you possibly can for as long as you possibly can, and then hold to the finish.

You had to run under 2:50 to qualify for Boston in my time.  And I hit that mark many years.  But only once did I feel I could give the race of my life to the storied event.  1996, the 100th Boston.  My only Boston.  I gave it everything I had, going for a personal best and nothing less.

You’ll see all manner of runners on Boylston St.  today, running for a thousand different reasons.  And if you’re lucky you’ll see those that are willing to die on the course for their own personal pursuits.  Run today like its your last.  Make it meaningful.  Screw the journey, make it the Race of your Life.



Hard to find the right words  to describe the human toll.  Nearly a month after the flooding began it is no ways finished.  You see it etched into the faces of those still dependent on the charity of the relief centers.  Good hard working people trying to put lives back together.  Sump pumps discharging like clock work, every 10 seconds now, hope gained by mere tick tocks.

A glimpse of our neighbors:

Cory and Cassy bought the 7 acres just north of us last summer.  Gutted the old farm house, completely modernized and beautiful.  Just days away from moving in.  She due with their first child any day now.  All furnishings stored in the basement and outbuildings, a total loss.  They are starting over again.

Wes and Michelle bought the 5 acres just southwest of here exactly one year ago.  Another complete remodel, part of the reclamation of the Twin Rivers Homesteads.  They are still in Elkhorn waiting, waiting….

Josh and Sarah are just up Douglas St. from us.  Took the old farmhouse down to the slab, the gem of the neighborhood springing up in its place (by Vince Kunasek Design- Omaha’s leading house designer and Linda’s cousin).  They’ve lived in their camper for a year, now the move in date into late spring/early summer.

Campanile Road is a war zone.  The Platte River overrunning Lake Platteview, tossing homes, cabins and trailers like dice on a table.  Three breeches along the levy, perhaps reclaiming the area forever.   Junkstock at Sycamore Farms.  The Elkhorn depositing sand dunes nearly 30′ tall on the property.  This spring’s edition moved to the fair grounds in Sarpy County.

King Lake utterly devastated, some homes with 8′ flood lines marking their sad chapter.

Our neighbor Jim recounted this yesterday- He received a call from a friend over on Q St. the day after the waters rushed in, the entire house washed away.  Jim took the circuitous 30 mile drive to assist, found no one on the property.  The man had gone to the washed out bridge and took his life.

Linda and I appreciate everyone that has reached out to us.  Our own problems pale in comparison to many of those in our community.  We’d especially  like to thank the following people:
Valley City Council Member Cindy Grove.  She established and has manned the Valley Flood Relief Center tirelessly for the last month.  We hope everyone remembers her when the next Mayoral election comes around.  And we are proud to have her on our 7 Lakes Marathon committee.  Shawn Love, for being a friend of the first order.  Jane Campbell, Josh Coates, Jimmie and Mandy Sue Doherty, Tim Dooling, Gene Erickson, Tim Meyer, John Morse, Jake Muller, Linette Nelson, Jackie Parker, Mike Reilly, Bea Sides, Tom Stiaert, Carole Swanson, Dan Wineingar, Bill Weeks, Tom Whitaker, Bette Williams, and Kray Zeller.    St. Mark’s for feeding our community. Thank you all for helping to get us back up and running.



Well turds, another one of these meteorological phenomena is projected to roll through Western and Northern Nebraska.  We’ve just completed planting 25 beds and I’ve started 200 tomatoes and 200 peppers.  Forecast not so friendly but what’s a fella to do?  Three days away from no furnace for a month, I’ll be splitting wood today.  And getting the frost blankets out and ready for this weekend’s snow.

Perfect storms bringing complete change to the landscape.

I’ve got a little inside skinny for you.  The DC West Falcons track and xc teams have just experienced a perfect storm.   Ty Hansen has been hired as assistant coach.  Multi state champ out of Fremont, first recipient of the Nebraska Assoc. LDR Scholarship.  Without tipping anyone’s hand too early I can announce that the fastest dude in Nebraska will be assuming the head coaching duties.  Ka-Kaw!  I’m excited that both these cats have landed in Waterloo.  Nebraska Run Guru Elite, Inc. looking forward to supporting their efforts through our Valley 7 Lakes Marathon.   If we were jacked about providing for the team prior to these hires we’re completely Giddy(up) now!


Today’s column dedicated to my buddy of over 20 years.  His swan song at the Vienna Marathon not what he would have scripted but his career and legacy will live long.  Fernando Velez Cabada, proud to count you a friend and inspiration.  From Fernando-

“April 7th, 2019 I failed to finish the 36th annual #viennacitymarathon. I woke up this morning with stomach problems, I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to even start the race. Felt horrible during warm up, and I was just happy to line up and try. Felt off from the beginning. 12km I was done, I made it to 16km and that was it.

Ladies and gentlemen, today will be my last race as an elite Athlete. When it comes down to it, I am not willing to live this lifestyle anymore. My heart doesn’t burn for this as it once did. Back when I was younger, this running thing was literally all I had. My insecure younger self was so hungry for recognition and success, and I def. received that. Yes, I can run another race, I know I can get into another elite field, but I don’t want to. For once in my life I am going to quit while I am ahead and count my blessings. I have good health, no injuries from running, I am about to be 37 years old in 15 days. I have established my name in the running world. I started out in life as a scared little boy who had nobody to hear his cries, nobody to come save him. As a man I would become known all over the world, a person others looked to for motivation. Never in a million years would I have thought I would make it this far, especially coming from southeast Fresno (CA 🇺🇸). It’s time to move on to my next purpose in life. I have gotten what I needed from professional running. I have ran for 28 years, 20 as an elite, 13 as a pro. I have represented team 🇺🇸 7 times. In college I won 7 NAIA national titles, 3 USA national championships, I broke the national record in the 25km in a college uniform, debut 2:12:27 and still 9th in history as a 24 year old. 2:11:36 for the full marathon and 1:02:00 for the half marathon. I can go on and on. Now I can finally celebrate and enjoy all my accomplishments. I will always be a runner, you may see me running beside you down the road in life 🙃. My goals are to focus more on my coaching business @cabada_ts and begin to coach elites, become a manager and elite coordinator for various races. I’m not going anywhere, I will just be doing God’s work in other ways. #contodo #cabadats #drymaxsocks — at Radisson Blu Park Royal Palace Hotel Vienna.

Fernando Cabada.  Linda and I will raise a toast of Don Julio to you tonight!





Thank you to everyone that came out and supported Nebraska’s oldest continuously run Trail Race (13 years young).  As always a lot of inspiring stories and great camaraderie.  Ben Richter gets the win on his 10th edition!   Photos at this link, courtesy Mandy Sue Doherty

  1. Ben Richter, Omaha   37:28
  2. Garrett Engel , Omaha   38:53
  3. Derek Dreier, Omaha    38:59
  4. Chase Sears, Omaha    40:01
  5. Robb Campbell, Papillion  40:22
  6. Carissa Stout, Des Moines  42:38
  7. Michael Overfeld, Omaha   42:53
  8. Marty Mehrhoff, Omaha     43:50
  9. Stephen Peters, Omaha      48:58
  10. Scott Wilson,   Omaha         56:14
  11. Brandon Everidge, Avoca, IA 57:18
  12. Jason Strand, Wahoo           1:00:47
  13. Linne Vavrina, Wahoo          1:00:48
  14. Karen Johnson, Hayfield, MN  1:00:51
  15. Eric Hyde, Lincoln                 1:02:07
  16. Danae Hyde, Lincoln            1:02:08
  17. Melinda Barthel, Blair          1:04:07
  18. Sophia  Longoria, Lincoln    1:04:24
  19. Elspeth Walker, Omah         1:04:25
  20. Jessica Oloriz, Carmel, CA    1:05:40
  21. Abigail Bliss, Lincoln             1:08:40
  22. Briahna Teague, Newton, IA  1:10:06


Linda and I haven’t run in 18 days, not by choice.  Unable at first, unwilling secondarily.  Seemed too selfish in light of the massive amount of work both here and at the neighbors.  We’re ready to get back after it, life does go on.

For the first time in many, many years I’m not preparing an athlete for the Boston Marathon.   Liberating.  Their pain my pain.  Their hopes my hopes.

World Cross came and went.

The IAAF adjusting the Olympic qualifying standards maybe the biggest news over the last couple of weeks.  Just as quickly as they eased the standards on the last Olympic cycle they have turned the screws hard to tighten again.  If you made (or make) the Trials this Olympiad count yourself fortunate.  You’re going to need to run a hell of a lot faster for 2024.

Nebraska’s oldest consecutively run trail race is this coming Saturday.  Our 13th annual Nebraska Trail Run.  Originally Ni-Bthaska-Ke was a fundraiser for Team Nebraska Brooks, enabling us to send athletes around the U.S.  Now just a little mom and pop operation. While most of you will be sipping mimosas and partying like its 1999, we’ll be putting on a race like its 1999.

I want to thank the Eugene Marathon for accepting our Valley 7 Lakes Marathon Elite field.  Same weekend, no strings attached.

Until next time, Giddyup!