"Only those who risk failing greatly can ever succeed greatly." –RFK
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Across the Years 2008-2009
Across the Years is going on as I write. Day one will be over in 2 hours. Of course, most runners will just keep running.... and I'll be just starting.
Does anybody ever sleep well the night before a big race? Guess I was talking in my sleep. Hope I was mumbling about how much I just LOVE these events and how SANE I feel right now.
In reality, I'm feeling the usual pangs of:
"Gawd, why do I DO these things?!" "How stupid that we just run around in circles for 2 days straight." "I'm bored already." "I feel like gerbil." "I want to run with a watch, not a calendar!"
But, as I know, all that fades with the start (perhaps to return later in the race though) and life gets good on the track.
I checked the updates, and there are some impressive first day tallies. Tracy is tearing up the course. Geesler fell back a little, as did Hans, but it is WAY too early to make any predictions even for these phenomes. They'll be running stronger again in no time, I'm sure.
I am an ultra runner, physician and have been medical director of some of the toughest ultras. I tend to be a mover and a shaker and louder than my size suggests. However, my Gemini twin is gentler and contemplative, an artist, a writer, and a poet. I am a dog lover, a believer in souls, and have a special affinity for those who struggle because I have been there.
This is my crazy lovable huggable Weimaraner, Steely Dan. I call him Steely. He left us in January of this year at only 6 years from lymphoma that did not respond to chemotherapy treatments. Steely was a total goof. He loved trail running, road running, treadmill running, new experiences, making eye contact, sleeping on his back, me, kids, and liver treats. He was Zappa's best friend. We miss him dearly.
This is Stella. A rescue from the shelter. She's about 6 months old and a Border Collie. She is a joyous bundle of energy and curiosity and now also Zappa best friend. She will make a nice running partner when she grows up.
This is the now the big brother of my family - a rescued Greyhound. His name is Frank Zappa. I call him Zappa. He's 7 years old and has learned all about life beyond the track and crate from Steely when he was with us. It was very rewarding to watch his personality bloom as he settled into the family. And yes, he runs like the wind!
This is Natasha, my dearest friend. She was with me through college, medical school, residency, and she moved with me from Chicago to Spokane several years ago. She was my best running partner for 10 years. My sweet Natasha died from bone cancer in 2006. I miss her still. I hung a windchimes over the deck outside. When it chimes, I smile and think she has finally -- wherever she is now -- caught a squirrel!