Last Halloween, my daughter and I ran a mile together in an event coordinated by the Worthington Middle School Student Council. I had done a little bit of training on a treadmill before that — it had been so long since I’d done any running that I wanted to be as sure as possible I wouldn’t collapse and horrify poor Grace. I made it through that mile with little difficulty, but should add that I was a little humbled to cross the finish line at least 90 seconds behind my then-10-year-old.
I was never serious enough of a runner to run anything beyond a few 10Ks here and there, but I certainly enjoyed it. I’ve been plagued by a left-foot bunion, though, for the past few years, and though I suppose I could get it surgically removed, I’ve kept the situation status quo. I’ve got some good support in my shoes that makes walking around OK, but the stress of running has proven to add some discomfort. So, I now cycle for a workout at the Y, and alternate that with some basic weight training — something I’d never done until just a couple of months ago.
Still, I do occasionally miss the running — especially when I learn of certain exploits from others. For instance, during a conference a couple of weeks ago up near Brainerd, I met the editor of the Hibbing Daily Tribune, who told me that she’d run multiple Grandma’s Marathons in Duluth, as well as one Boston Marathon. I know several people around here who have participated in half marathons, and have an acquaintance from several years back who has run marathons in New York and Paris, among other locales.
One of my wife’s District 518 co-workers who I have met a few times — Barry Fischer, the district’s coordinator of digital learning — just ran 26 miles in Boston this past Monday. A little research online tells me that Mr. Fischer finished the 2016 Boston Marathon with a time of 3 hours, 22 minutes, which apparently was good enough for 5,428th place overall in a field of more than 26,000. Not bad at all! In fact, I’d go as far to say that’s even inspirational.
My dad, who is now 71, still occasionally runs in some 5Ks and 10Ks, and we ran together in Worthington a few King Turkey Days back. He used to dream of running a marathon many years back, but alas — it didn’t come to fruition. He got hurt training for what he hoped would be his first marathon, which (if I remember correctly) would be a preface to a marathon in Dublin, Ireland. He has never run in a marathon, and certainly won’t at this point. Still, he still likes to get out and work up a good sweat and there’s nothing like running for that, in my opinion.
Grace seems like she could do well as a runner, and with her mom ran the 5K Color Dash during the Regatta last June. She has expressed an interest in doing the event again this year, and it’s possible I may take part with her, foot and conditioning permitting. The question is this: if she beat me by a good minute and a half for just a mile, how badly will I get clobbered in a 5K? I should stop typing right now and start jogging.