Thirty three years ago I debuted at the Houston Tenneco Marathon. Ran 3:11 with no coaching and a long run of only 14 miles. Don’t try that at home. I’d run two more in 1983, Galveston in March (2:56) and Freedom Run in Monticello, IL in October (2:47). I did add some miles to my long runs for the last two.
Linda sometimes catches me spouting off. Answering off the top of my head, with words that aren’t my own. Whose then? My dear sweet departed sailor of a mother. A few of her more tame favorites: When I would petition for some childhood cherishment “Wish in one hand and shit in the other and see which gets full first.” Or her pet name for me “Cockyballs”. Or when she’d been drinking, “I’d call you a ***** but that’s the best part of a man!” They only wax more profane. Yeah, my mom, gone 3 years now this week from lung cancer, she had a mouth and a temper. I swore as a youth to never follow her example as a parent and thus she shaped me in her own way. Thanks mom, from me and your grandchildren..
There has been more positive work accomplished for Nebraska LDR in the last 14 days than in the first 14 years of the program.
M’s Pubsicle. I just coined that.
What I’m going to do with my billion and a half. Change my property into The Bar None High Performance Center. Indoor 400 meter track, xc moguls indoors too, full medical and support staff, kitchen. housing. And I would get ESPN so we could watch college football playoffs next year. And some insulation for upstairs.
With the exception of David Adam’s Mile and Mike Morgan’s Marathon, every men’s middle distance and distance record for the Nebraska association will fall this year.
We are all still waiting for another Suzanne Weeder-Einspahr.
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