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Coming in as the previous champion, I was given race number, “W1” making me feel like I had a bullseye on my back. I remember the gun going off and the pace immediately heated up along with the air temperature.
“The thing I had to keep telling myself was that I could be bleeding from the eyes and I would not drop out.”
“Greg Meyer was my toughest opponent. He would never give up, either in a workout or a race.”
Who was the obsequious twit who continually described Bill Rodgers as “Mr. Downhill?” Was that supposed to be a comment on Rodgers tactics, or on his career?
This piece does not appear in my award-winning, not-bestselling When Running Was Young & So Were We. Copies of first printing still available on Amazon. Think I have found six-seven additional articles my esteemed book researcher missed. Hell, I don’t remember writing them, so he remains esteemed.
My story is not a pleasant one; it is neither sweet nor harmonious, as invented stories are; it has the taste of nonsense and chaos, of madness and dreams
“If the question were ‘Who did you most enjoy competing against?’ the answer would definitely be Frank Shorter. Distance God.
There are many forms of tyrants, but there are none so terrible as those stifling their own people in the name of freedom. – E.A. Bucchianeri “Liberty cannot be preserved without a general knowledge among the people, who have a right…and a desire to know; but besides this, they have a right, an indisputable, unalienable, indefeasible,…
“We hope we did some good.” – Bill Rodgers, Bill Rodgers Running Center
When sports scientists first heard about the Tendai Marathon Monks, they assumed the reports was exaggerated folklore. [The way sports scientists do.] So, in 2011, a team from Stanford flew to Mount Hiei to document the damage. They expected to find knees ground down to bone. Hips riddled with arthritis. Ankles held together by scar tissue.