Monday night run was good this week as CD was there once again and I had gotten my tempo run in with him doing the piers and running the regular downtown group run. We had been slowed up by the traffic light as the group had caught up to us and we started out doing the piers, where we sometime could get all of them done before the group even arrived to us. But not this time around…the group was going a whole lot faster than we had expected and we were just done with the second pier as the group goes whizzing by us. We would catch up to them later on, but not until we had to make a slight detour trying to add on another pier and getting pushed back since they closed the gates.
But we finally caught up to them after the winter garden and really the group was going very quickly. They were zooming. JG kept up with us for a short while and then we maintained out speed…trying to catch up to a “Kenyan” was we called this African American runner that was barely looking like he was running. High legs shooting high and going at a “moderate” pace for him, but a grueling pace for us, well for me that is.
So along the way back, I knew that there is one turn that has these two bollards (concrete structures that protect a valuable asset in streets) which was protecting the fire hydrant. I had seen this on the way over and was thinking to myself, “oh I can make that turn inside, inbetween the bollards and the fire hydrant. No problem!” So I tried to make it as I was going at a pretty moderate speed. But somehow my hips did not turn with my body and my mind miscalculated the whole event and BANG!
Yup, I went right into the bollard which my hip felt the pain right after I hit the structure. What was I thinking? Man, now I felt what JM felt as she was gearing up toward the marathon, right on the side of the hip. But mine was a bruise and hers was a nerve I think.
We ended with a sprint at the end and ended up giving some advice to one of the members where JG was like, “oh talk to Dr. Hsia.” Since I try to give somewhat of a good advice and add some influence of what I know about the human body or any muscle group to help.
USATF Proposes Helmet Rule
If USA Track & Field has its way, we could all be wearing helmets in our next 5-K or marathon. (Well, at least the larger ones.)
A proposed amendment to the 2009 Rules of Competition, being debated by the governing body's Long Distance Running Division, states that...
Persons in any USATF-sanctioned running event with 500 or more participants shall be required to wear a protective helmet that meets or exceeds the CPSC (Consumer Products Safety Commission) standards, as set by the federal government. The helmet must be securely fastened to the participant's head and must not block or impair the participant's field of vision.
The helmet must be worn at all times during the event.
Failure to adhere to any of these requirement will result in penalties up to and including disqualification.
Delegates to this year's USATF convention will debate and vote on the measure when they meet in November.
In a statement, the governing body said it was acting out a concern for runners' safety -- and in recognition of liability fears.
"Races are getting more and more crowded," said USATF spokeswoman Isabella Adler in a recent conference call with reporters. "It's only a matter of time before someone gets jostled, falls, and hits their head on a curb. If that happens, the race director has blood on his hands -- literally."
Adler suggested that runners might look to cycling helmets, if the rule is approved. With advances in technology and design, Adler noted, today's helmets are light, comfortable, and well-ventilated.
"You hardly know you're wearing a helmet at all," she said, noting that she has taken several "test runs" while wearing a cycling helmet made by Bell.
Officials drew parallels between the helmet mandate and USATF's earlier rule banning headphones and portable music devices in races.
"Just like with the headphone rule," said Adler, "it's a simple matter of safety."
So…my gmail chat messages have been pretty staggering this week where I have been posting messages such as:
Where did my apples go?
Did you take my apples?
I lost my 2 apples!
Which of course caused some of my friends to ask me about them and the story that goes along with it? What happened to these apples you may ask?
Well I packed 2 apples of Matsui’s Mother, that’s the type of apples they were, into my bag and went to work. There I have this “farmer’s market” of fruits at the corner of my desk which usually consists of banana’s, apples, oranges and on some days cantaloupe. I had definitely remembered that I had brought two apples and placed them in my bag, when I got ot my office I took out my things and the apples were no where to be found.
I had lost my 2 apples!
This of course I had to post on my gmail account asking people what happened to my two apples. Some replied in a very provocative way, which is typical of me to say as well referring to some sexual connotations.
But in actuality, I really lost my two apples! Where had they gone? Have you seen my apples?
Davidson…enough said. DG wasn’t there to lead the main pack of people while we added another person to the Monday night crew. Hopefully she will stick! JG handled the 4 milers as I handled the regular 6 mile group. As we strolled along the West Side Promenade, we could see a person wearing a DAVIDSON t-shirt and we were in awe. When do you see that happening other than when March Madness is happening and a Cindarella team like Davidson beats the Goliath of big named school…and make it farther that it is suppose to get. Who knew! But to wear that shirt on a run, where people usually rear other people’s shirts just to keep busy and intrigued….it was quite intriguing though…But that was the highlight. The long run was nice, change of pace from my usual longer runs from quick zip days to a slower moderate jog.
It was ok, but the wind really gets you with the coldness factor. Anyways, that’s really all that happened on the run…enough said. But legs are a little sore from this weekends 20 miler. Anyways…happy blogging and I will post up later stuff to follow…
22 miler? I have never ran a 22 miler before a race…Well, ONCE. Once I had ran around the circumference of Manhattan (for fun mind you) just to see if you can really do it. It was a challenge to myself and I just kept on running…26 miles from 14th street to 14th street…then the next day I ran from 14th lower to 14th…9-10 miles…
So Boston…meeting up with one of my teammates JK and staying with him for the night, it was great to talk to him about how his training was going. It was amazing, the energy, the enthusiasm…I think he will do well…break his time and PR with more than he needs to qualify for next year’s Boston Marathon. But yes, that was the night before and we had to wake up early the next day…
So we woke up at 6am, got ready and pretty much did the whole marathon routine in carb-ing up and stretching before the race. The weather was chilly and I didn’t think I brought enough clothes for the run…but I knew I was going to shed away some layers as the mileage continued. We all met at the Boston College Seminary and many of the members knew I was coming and opened their arms to welcome me on the team. It was amazing! All of the members looked like runners and all had put in their mileage of hard worked training. There was a van that took us out (pee break before hand!) but the square in which the Boston Marathon started looked as if it was a gorgeous little park where someone would get married at. Little do I know that 3 weeks later, it will be FILLED with all these amazing runners. RS, the coach for the Alzheimer’s team, spaced out each runner by their corrals in time. Groups of runners left the group a little trickle at a time as they headed to the abyss of 22 miles from Hopkinton to Boston College.
The day was warming up as we were the last group to leave, JK and I were the very last people of the group. I took my camera, (don’t leave home without it!) as I took pictures every so often of the rolling hills of the course for all to see, whom were not there.
These runners were absolutely amazing as each person had a story to share about the Alzheimer’s disease that had affected their personal lives and the fight in which and why they run. They were a very dynamic group and I was a little upset that they had to live in Boston because I could definitely see myself contacting some of these people just to have a beer and hang out, chat and just have that common thing.
The 17 miles into the run, you hit Commonwealth Avenue, here begins the first of the 3.5 hills known as HEARTBREAK HILL(s). No one usually says, “hills” because the hill at the very end, the steep, long incline of the 3 hills is the most deadly due to the various hills in concession with each other, but with a moderate resting moment. From 17-21, your pushing your way toward Boston College and as all things go up, you will come down. After the burn of your legs, your quads and hammy’s feel the pounding due to the down hills that come right after. Boston is known as the fishbowl effect, although I can see some instances that does have this effect on people, although it was not as bad as I had thought.
In all, I got to meet these great people and feel honored to run with them on a special day. A marathon that I had worked so diligently for and a memorable day to put on a different jersey other than my NY Flyer shirt and run for the Alzheimer’s Association, once again…
To see pictures of the course
To be generally healthy
To blow off steam
To get energized
To run fast
Signing up for a new marathon may seem like risky business. But not if you find one so well orchestrated, it could be mistaken for an old pro. Here are 10 races with short--but strong--track records.
By Bob Cooper
Photographs by Aaron Meshon
Nature's Path Whidbey Island Marathon
FUEL: Fourteen aid stations serve gels at five spots and apple slices and gummi bears at others.
Grand Island Trail Marathon
ENTERTAINMENT: There are 39 stations with live music, DJs, and cheering squads, plus two more bands at the finish.
Well…Heading out early this weekend to meet up with my teammates that are on the Alzheimer’s team. Should be interesting…we received a schedule from the coach, RS in full detail of time, place and what we will be doing…
This Saturday will be our first Hopkinton Long Run being conducted by just the Alzheimer's Association 2008 Run For The Memory Team. We will run from the start line in Hopkinton 21.5 miles back to Boston College with full Monadnock Springs water / Gatorade Endurance Formula / PowerGel support throughout the run roughly every 3 miles. Anyone who feels like adding on any extra mileage is welcome to pass B.C. and continue on to the 22-Mile mark, then return (for 22.5 miles to Saint John's Seminary).
Post-run refreshments will include: wholewheat and plain bagels (carbs), pretzels (carbs and sodium), bananas (carbs and potassium), and chocolate chip cookies (carbs and chocolate), as well as more Monadnock Springs water and Gatorade Endurance Formula.
7:00-7:15AM Park at the parking at Saint John's Seminary (outbound side of Commonwealth Avenue in Brighton, 1/2-mile east of Lake Street);
7:15-7:20AM Depart for Hopkinton in vans (via Mass Pike);
7:50-8:00AM Arrive in Hopkinton;
8:00-8:15AM Pitstops (at gas station 1/2-mile west of Start line across from Colella's Market);
8:15-8:35AM Begin run, slowest runners starting first, followed by progressively faster runners;
11:25AM-12:40PM Runners finish at Boston College/Saint John's Seminary or beyond.
This should be interesting…I’m looking forward to seeing the team dynamic as well as the course of the prestigious Boston Marathon. I’ve worked so hard to qualify and it comes down to this…and this time around I get to see the course before hand!
By ANAHAD O’CONNOR
Published: March 4, 2008
Medical experts have been saying for years that caffeine acts as a potent diuretic. Consume too many caffeinated beverages, and you end up drinking yourself into dehydration.
But research has not confirmed that notion. Most studies have found that in moderate amounts, caffeine has only mild diuretic effects — much like water.
One report, by a scientist at the University of Connecticut who reviewed 10 previous studies, appeared in June 2002 in The International Journal of Sport Nutrition and Exercise Metabolism.
Investigations comparing caffeine with water or placebo seldom found a statistical difference in urine volume, the author wrote. “In the 10 studies reviewed, consumption of a caffeinated beverage resulted in 0 to 84 percent retention of the initial volume ingested, whereas consumption of water resulted in 0 to 81 percent retention.”
Another study, in the same journal in 2005, involved scientists following 59 active adults over 11 days while controlling their caffeine intake. They were given caffeine in capsule form on some days and on other days were given a placebo. Researchers found no significant differences in levels of excreted electrolytes or urine volume.
Other recent studies have found similar results.
THE BOTTOM LINE
Caffeine may not be as powerful a diuretic as it’s often said to be.
In all…it was a WINDY semi-cold morning, but one of those days where you battle through and go with. Dressed warm because lately I have been battling colds and just went with it…Later on during the day I would find that it was the first day of SPRING! Didn’t seem like the first day of SPRING, but hopefully from here on in, it will warm up.
Gearing up to meet up with my teammates from the alzheimers Association, which I will be meeting up with them this weekend...a whole schedule prepared for the awaited arrival of the Boston Marathon....
7:00-7:15AM Park at the parking at Saint John's Seminary (outbound side of Commonwealth Avenue in Brighton, 1/2-mile east of Lake Street); 7:15-7:20AM Depart for Hopkinton in vans (via Mass Pike);
Speed work today? I think not. I had decided to give my body some more rest and just continue to work on the newsletter instead. I have to get this done before JM’s marathon which is happening at the end of the month. Should be interesting…but everything should be done. No speed work because of last week and the intensity. I need to rework my immune system to have a better connection with my body. Till then, just regular six mile runs, keep the distance up and keep healthy till Boston.
But the run was like any other. It was actually my first long run since my FLU season has ended. I had not just one flu session this year, but two. How? I would have to say that the week before with the crazy training on Monday and Tuesday I had over-exhausted myself and couldn’t make it to the end of the week of work!
But that’s ok. Moving on…I have to pace myself throughout the week and make sure I get to the weekend. Sleep in and rest at least one of the days and just listen to my body. My mileage has been effected by these flu attacks and so has my work at work. It’s ok…the run today with piers (the whole package) although not on the way back had made me feel a little better.
I had decided to take it easy to not exert myself too much in a ways where I would push myself. I needed to recover and that only meant that I needed to go at a slower speed. The mileage is good, the time is ok and it’s at a pace where I can manage it without full on racing.
Although I have a problem…Many of the group took the 4.5 mile loop and I had thought that I would pass them again while I decided to take the scenic loop back. While I went around I could see J and DG pass me. I wondered where everyone else was? So I continued on.
There was a guy that passed me and was rollin. I continued and was challenged, geared up and pursued chase. I have a problem, a serious problem with people passing me and going at a faster pace. I pursued until he had turned off and then went about my usual pace. It’s not a good problem when your problem is to pursue a faster person and you want to go at a slower pace. I guess I like the challenge part, but will live on to what speed I have and continue on. I had a good run, good overall performance and stayed healthy to rest up.
Ok…so I think my body is trying to tell me that I have been way too active for the past week or even if my immune system is not as strong as I wanted it to be.
After I guess a chilled Sunday morning trying to take pictures of all of my teammates in the morning, I guess I caught a little something and never fully recuperated from my last flu session that I had before my Austin marathon. I think it was about a month away from my marathon that I had gotten the flu, so this time is appropriate as well where at least this was not as bad as the last time. Last time really put me in line of near death and this time at least I could finish up the week at work and then go home and sleep.
I have no real plans this week except for random chores: hair cut, grocery shopping and laundry. A long list of things to do before tomorrow when I go back into work and work on the monthly newsletter, hopefully we can knock this out ASAP due to JM’s marathon at the end of March, which I plan to run her in for the last half marathon.
But it was a beautiful day today which was tempting to run with the sickness. I had to resist to temptation to due to how my body will react and looking at the future for myself. So…this is a time to catch up on the last week which I have not been blogging due to craziness that has happened in my life with work, working out, yoga and other stuff.
Day off from Austin,
So tonight I did two things besides running. I have taken a day off from my long crazy fast paced runs on Monday and Tuesday and taken a well deserved rest. I decided to go to Yoga and stretch out a bit. It was a good thing because seriously I needed this due to my hamstrings being very tight after Monday’s run and I could feel a bit of a twinge, which could have been when we were waiting for the rest of the group to come back to the original spot, where my muscles must have cramped up and stiffened a bit. The twinge stuck with me and I massaged it out…then came Tuesday where speed work came to play and I at first did not want to go to speed work due to my stomach acting up…but went afterwards because I felt as thought I needed the energy boost.
Strange I know. Sprinting and running till your purely exhausted is a case of energy boost. But to me, running allows me to be active and that wakens me up and keeps my blood flowing. But the most important part was that my twinge I can still feel and that concerned me a bit. I sort of knew that I should not be running on it, but otherwise I needed a day off today.
So back to Yoga, where I knew that I needed to stretch out and reach inner peace with my body. I really feel that Yoga gives you a meditation that I have never experienced before. Some people within the class are extremely flexible and were/are dancers. They can do splits, flex their bodies in many ways…in which I do try, but today was good because we focused on our hamstring muscles and I needed that/requested that to the teacher. She asks everyone how they are doing and if they were injured and so on and so forth. I said that simply my hamstrings hurt a bit and off we went to our usual workout and focused mainly on our legs. It really felt good, hard at times, where the burn really got to you, but it felt a good burn. It’s my sweatin’ and exercises for the day, which I don’t need to run and give my legs a rest it deserves.
As for the other thing I did, was to teleconference to the Alzheimer’s Association in Boston. This group of people, whom I am very excited to meet on March 22, before the Boston Marathon, where I will be running with them on the course. They are all runners, by now with 4 weeks to go and I listened in on how the group was doing in fundraising and all of their efforts. These people are quite amazing reaching the $100,000 mark in funds that they can reach with a group of 40 or so people. I quite impressed and only could hope to piggy back on the job well done and use them as a sample for the ING New York City marathon, if our association gets the bid.
A tough workout at speed work today…to tell you the truth, my stomach had been feeling rough and gassy all day and I was unsure if I had wanted to go to speed work. It was rough, start at Tavern on the Green, go counter clockwise around the lower loop and finish with a 1.7 miler…Long mileage for a person of my stature. This was good though, my new mentality is to go for a longer period of time and continue a faster pace. It was strange, but a good feeling. Rough, but it’s a work out and hopefully I can get comfortable with the pace. So far though, I have been pushing myself to keep going faster and with speed work on Tuesdays and tempo runs on Wednesdays with some of the faster flyers out there, it makes it difficult to have my legs feel fine.
My leg was definitely feeling fine for the first loop around and averaging a good fast pace, it was difficult to stay with TB though, one of the faster flyers out there on our team. The fatigue settled in after the first loop, and as I started the second loop, my legs were just not the same. The first loop felt horrible at the end, because I was going fast out and trying to keep up with TB for most of it. This did not happen, he is far more better of a long distance runner than I am, more experienced at his pace and he felt comfortable, I did not. I was huffing and puffing, feeling the extensions of my race pace and really going at it. I felt as though there was no air at one point as I was a fish out of the water GASPing for air. It was rough…lately at speed work I find that I am gasping for air, although mentally I try to stay put and knock it out of my head. Mentally I’m trying to get tough, but really I am driving my body to it’s limits.
It really felt as though I was racing today. Nothing else, and by the time I was done, I was exhausted. I’m trying to get comfortable, although I am huffing and puffing my way to get to that top region of a better runner. Maybe I’m trying way too hard?
UH, my legs are definitely feeling the non ecstatic feeling of running…I’m not too enthusiastic about longer runs, I have taken two weeks off with lighter loads, my distance has definitely took a plunge due to my efforts of officer jobs in NYF, but it’s fine…Not too happy right now and getting ready for Boston in 41 days…ha! I haven’t done my hill workouts…get ready for MURDER on heartbreak hill for me….but I’ll visit the course coming the 22 of march to run with my Alzheimer’s team…
Help me in my cause, this is my marathon that I’m running for the Alzheimer’s Association!
Monday night runs have been my staple of running and lately I have been abandoning the group to prepare for the Boston marathon and run my race. I had recently started (starting just last week) to have a different concept in my training. The usual training speed would be to run at a pace (7:15-8:00) which is my normal 50 - 65% pace of heart rate that I feel comfortable running at. This is my regular running pace, not fast, not slow just medium pace…
As I have changed my mentality toward running these Monday night runs, I have started to go faster, longer and (more satisfying) ok, ok, maybe not that, but I just had to put that in with my dirty little mind…It sounded like a Viagra commercial.
But for the most part in running with the Monday night crew is the socialization factor which I have been non-existent with and it’s a bit sad. I have recently started running with CD. He’s one of the faster flyers out there as well and has an amazing all American girlfriend whom runs for Shoes for Africa, whom use to be on our team as well. I have no tiffs toward EB though, she did what she wanted to do and she’s an amazing runner. I do have the highest respect for both of them because they are both amazing runners. CD was actually the shared award that I had co-shared during the awards dinner when receiving Runner of the Year for the Open division. We were both chosen and it’s quite an accomplishment when you are mentioned with a guy that always finishes in the top 5 for our team.
So he has kept me in company with my running on Monday night runs and it’s been good. He pushes me, while I try to push him (at times, due to his comfortable grace and form, he looks very comfortable). It’s been quite tough through running with him, as I put pressure on my body to keep up and maintain my pace. We do an even longer run as usual now as well going 7.8 miles and doing both sets of piers on the way down and on the way back up adding more mileage to the usual Monday group run.
It’s intense and finishing up at a pace that normally comes closer to my race pace than anything else…it’s dogging hard. Am I training too hard?
Ok…you know that song….singing in the rain…just singing….and dancing…IIINNN THHHEEE RAAAIIIIN!... Ok, so today was forecasted to being raining all day long….It was suppose to rain like about an inch or more of rain…did I get that right? Something like that, or maybe it was about 3 inches…now doesn’t that sound a little too much?
So I didn’t want to take my chances and go up to Central Park for the Saturday Morning group run and get drenched upon. So I did my groceries instead at TJ’s, there was no rain…well not at that time. I stayed in for a bit of the morning getting a bunch of things done and then decided to do my run…
I didn’t have a chance to look outside when I was just about to start, but it looked as though it was not raining. I left my apartment with a slow steady drizzle, nothing that I could not handle on a run. I decided to run around the bottom half of Manhattan, a good 11 mile loop course, stopping by Chinatown to buy some groceries. As I rounded off 14th street to enter the east side and then it started to downpour.
I spoke to the gods and Mother Nature, “What? Is that all you got?”
Apparently, they were listening to me and then it started to downpour the whole entire run. I wasn’t the only crazy one out there though, there were many people that are just as crazy as I was and well, it was warm so I had my shorts, a vest and my sleeves along with a T-shirt.
As I rounded off the bottom half of Manhattan, I then entered my usual weekly run with my downtown Monday night crew. I ended up finishing up with the piers which gave me a whirl wind of some throw. The gods really did not like how I mocked them as they gave me wind and rain.
The wind and rain was not funny! These pelted down and hurt like mini bee bees Just pelting away at my face, skin and body. I ended up running back home and ending my run.
But before that, I went into my local Duane Reade to buy a few things and well notices the fact that my skimmies (shorts) were wet and they were sticking to my body which was also wet…so well…I guess I was giving a little show to the local people while running in the rain…
Opps! Oh well…there is my exhibitionism for the day.
It was club night last night where almost all NYRR clubs were represented or rather the really great teams out there that would receive awards. I was well impressed with the fact of how many teams were out there in the NYRR, 74 Teams? That’s amazing and NYRR was celebrating it’s 50th year of being in existence. That’s amazing, although compared to Boston, it has much to catch up on.
I left work early to this special event, put on my penguin suit (minus the kilt) and was on my way…I was a virgin at event and have been going to more and more events that I have not been to in the past year. It’s been good to represent my team and having that pride on my shoulders of being on the board and representing my men’s open team, it was good to show my face…not the least meet up with other team members from other teams as well.
The event was amazing as I quickly found the group of Flyers that had signed up. Mostly all of the elderly women from our team showed up since these young ladies won 2nd in the veteran division. The men’s open won the 3rd place division and received a beautiful etched in plate from the NYRR from TIFFANIES and Co. I guess that is where all the race fees are going towards to accommodate the winners for the year.
It was great seeing and meeting some people that I have never met from my team and again talking to the great, KC. She was telling me about her team and we just chatted a while about her injury, her defeat and well how she is taking it easy....her team etc. I was just amazed that she was not nominated...cause she is quite impressive!
The night was very inspiring and defeating at times. The defeat came when the really great runners (the cream of the crop) top of their class and these guys run pretty much professionally, where you wonder how hard you will try to even attempt to beat them, you will never be able to. The inspirational part comes when you see people running at the ages of 50, 60, 70 and 80+…and the amount of energy that they possess? Wow…I mean that is the meaning of life right there and it’s just inspirational to live that long…and well run on top of that.
Overall the night ended with some dancing. I was amazed that our president did not take home the trophy and carried it home thinking I was going to get mugged and left in the alleyways…
Marathon hopeful, 101-year-old , training hard
LONDON - Already Britain’s oldest employee, 101-year-old Buster Martin now aims to become the world’s oldest marathon runner by completing the London Marathon and celebrating with a pint of beer and a cigarette.
Sprightly and bearded, he completed a half marathon at the weekend in five hours 13 minutes. The former Army physical training instructor works three days a week for a London plumbing firm and says he has trained for the April 13th race in his spare time.
“I’ve said I’ll attempt it,” he told Reuters by telephone from his workplace at Pimlico Plumbers. “I haven’t said I’ll complete it. If I do make it, all the better. I hadn’t thought of doing it before but someone asked me and the money goes to charity so why not?”
His sponsorship money will go to the Rhys Daniels Trust, which provides temporary accommodation for families of patients in specialist children’s hospitals.
Martin, who had 17 children and returned to work at the age of 99 saying he was bored after two years of retirement, would beat the previous record for world’s oldest marathon runner by eight years.
“If I finish, I’ll do what I always do and have a pint and a cigarette,” he said. “People ask what is my secret but I haven’t got one. They say cigarette and booze are bad for you—but I’m still here, aren’t I?”
2008 – 50 Years = 1958.
That is the year that the NYRR first came into existence with 47 members to the now ever still growing membership of 40,000+ runners and 47 local teams. Since the 1980’s the NYRR has an awards night banquet to celebrate all the local running clubs. Much like our own club, the awards dinner celebrates individual performances from different age groups, as well as recognizes the different teams within each age group.
This year’s awards banquet was held at the Hilton on March 6. In attendance from our team were mostly the younger ladies of our Veteran’s team, the ever so talented and youngest of them all, the amazing Judith Tripp whom was nominated for her age group for the third year in a row and our (older) Open men’s team, which were all dressed in fine attire.
Probably the best quote of the night was when an anonymous person came up to the group of Flyers, walked over to Judith Tripp and said, “Wait, your with the Flyers? Ohhh! You must be Judith Tripp!” So, Congratulations on the Nomination Judith, you make us all proud to be a Flyer in accompanying you.
During the pre-reception, you can clearly see all the nominated people walking around with their beautiful clanking medals. The reception started with the infamous NYRR president and CEO Mary Wittenberg saying,
“Happy Anniversary to everybody…You are the stars of New York City running, and this is the running capital of the world.”
There was some meaning coming to the 50th anniversary, which marked some fine athletes, represented some extraordinary runners of the past and present. You get that chill down your spine of how special it really is to run in NYC and with an organization that has been a part of our lives. The first part of the night was the team awards where our Open male team was rewarded with an elegant award. Next, the Veteran women whom also received their award.
Ladies, I will give you a hint: A white bow, a blue box = name that store?
Ok for those whom don’t know or don’t want to say it, it was an elegant inscribed glass plate from the infamous Tiffanies & Co.
Although the majority of team awards sadly were monopolized by the major clubs such as Warren Street, Nike Central Park, West Side Runners, New York Athletic Club and Westchester Track Club.
Next on the list were the individual awards. Two different words: Amazing and Inspirational. Amazing goes to the younger runners whom start so early as of age 12 and leading into all of our age groups. Inspirational goes to the elderly runners whom reach the age group of 80+ (and damn they still look good!) These lovely young ladies still have so much energy it’s breathtaking. You think how much you would want to live up to 80+ years, let alone run while you are at age 80? I think that should be an inspiration to us all.
And with our Judith Tripp, whom was nominated for the third time, going for the women’s 60-65 age group, well she’ll get it next year…We all have confidence in that. We still are very proud of your presence, honor and amazement. You’re a great inspiration to us all. And if you don’t succeed, try, try again…
2008 – 50 Years = 1958
That is the year that the NYRR first came into existence with 47 members. Now the ever-growing membership boasts over 40,000 runners and 47 teams. Since the 1980s, the NYRR has held an awards banquet to celebrate all the local running clubs. Much like our own Flyer Awards Gala, NYRR Club Night celebrates individual performances from different age groups, as well as recognizes the different teams within each age group.
This year’s Club Night was held at the Hilton on March 6. In attendance from our team were the ladies from our Veteran Women’s Team, including the ever-so-talented Judith Tripp, who was nominated for Runner of the Year in the 60-64 age group for the third year in a row. Our Open Men’s Team, also nominated for an award, was in attendance and dressed in fine attire.
During the pre-reception, we could see all the nominated members walking around with their beautiful clanking medals. The reception started when the distinguished NYRR President and CEO Mary Wittenberg addressed the crowd, “Happy Anniversary to everybody. You are the stars of New York City running, and this is the running capital of the world.” I got a chill down my spine just thinking about how special it is to run in NYC and have such an esteemed organization in our lives. And I felt honored to be in attendance at the 50th Anniversary celebration to help commemorate so many fine athletes and extraordinary runners from the past and present.
The first part of the night was the team awards, where our Open Men’s Team received the 2nd Place Open B award. Next, the Veteran Women received their award. Ladies, I will give you a hint: a blue box, a white bow … can you name that store? For those who don’t know (or don’t want to say), it was an elegant, inscribed glass plate from the world-renowned Tiffany & Co.
Next on the list were the individual awards and two words kept going though my mind: Amazing and Inspirational. Amazing goes to the youngest members, who start competing as early as age 12 and continue through their teen years into our own club’s divisions. Inspirational goes to the more (to borrow a term from our President, Scott Swanay) “chronologically advantaged” runners who compete in the 70-74, 75-79, and 80+ age groups—and, wow, do they look good! These runners have so much energy, it’s breathtaking
And, even though Judith Tripp did not take home her age group award this year, we all have confidence that she will again next year. In fact, the best quote of the night was from someone who came over to our table, walked over to Judith, and said, “Wait, you’re with the Flyers? Ohhh! You must be Judith Tripp!”
Congratulations again on the nomination, Judith. You honor and make us all proud to be Flyers.
Ahhh….Dad’s Birthday was today and that meant spending time with my family. Family time is definitely a good time because I get to spend some time and see how my grandmother is doing, well this time around, both grandmother’s and only one grandfather. My other grandfather passed away 2 years ago and he is one chip on my shoulder that I have that I don’t think I can ever replace his personality and generosity. This is one reason I do not drink much as well. He was an alcoholic and I dare not to follow that aspect, although I do get a little temperament with his characteristics as well. But all the other qualities are rather good, and looking back and hearing stories, I find that this is where I get all my good qualities from…well that and my parents of course. Well back to my father’s birthday, so I was running late. Got up early to go food shopping at 9, then I had to get my roommate keys made up for her since one of my roommates had lost her keys. Then finally out the door to New Jersey…which I had told my parents beforehand that I was going to be late…which they never do listen…
So getting to Jersey late, they blamed them rushing on me and I got to see my grandparents of course, rushing out the door to meet up at a restaurant with the rest of the family….at a Chinese food place…weird huh? I’m Chinese and out of all the places we go out, it’s a Chinese food place…
Strange how things worked…I’m guessing that I am not use to eating out much, but the MSG levels absolutely got to me. I was sick when I returned home and the feeling of nauseous-ness and anxiety really got to me. I was fine after resting at my cousin’s, EK and his fiancé, LP. We then went bowling, where finally he found my Blue bowling ball….HOW DO YOU LOSE A BOWLING BALL?
I returned that evening in NYC, taking the day off from running…
This year, the newsletter has changed with a few additions of new playful sections. We still have the usual race reports of running, but we’re looking for more creative ideas, that will spice up our regular cup of Java. We have gone deep within our membership and have showcased (spotlighted section) different people from different age groups. We hope that this mix and mingle will shake up your knowledge like a bag of mixed nuts.
As we sprint through the cultural holidays of Chinese New Year and St. Patrick’s day, we celebrate our own running holiday. The NY Flyer Awards gala which is equivalent to a holiday. This is a night where we strip out of our running gear and replace it with an elegant looking tuxedo or an evening dress. The usual Asic (Nike, New Balance etc.) running shoes turn into 3” heels of Prada or Madono’s. Also the showcase of hair, (yes fokes, I have hair underneath my bandana) makes it difficult to recognize the names with the faces. In all, the awards were fabulous, the attire was amazing and to be with such lovely people, whom you don’t get to see on a regular basis…it’s just breath taking!
Many thanks to all those who had made this fabulous event happen and very special Congratulations to Heather Marcalis on her fantastic win in the Flyer of the Year award. Her countless time that she had put in for this club allows us to run as a club today. If I had my 21 gun salute, I would honor you in that way, but fortunately I’ll stick with running.
This year, the newsletter has changed with the addition of a few new playful sections. We still have the usual running race reports, but we’re looking for more creative ideas that will spice up our regular cup of java. (Editor’s note: hm?) Each month the spotlight section will feature members from different age groups. We hope that this mix and mingle will shake up your knowledge like a bag of mixed nuts. (Editor’s note: huh?)
As we sprinted through the cultural holidays from Chinese New Year toward St. Patrick’s Day, we celebrated our own running holiday: the NY Flyers Awards Gala (which is equivalent to a holiday.) This was a night where we stripped out of our running gear and replaced it with elegant looking tuxedos and evening dresses. The usual Asics, Nike, New Balance etc. running shoes became 3” Prada and Manolo heels. Also the showcase of hair (yes, folks, I have hair underneath my bandana) made it difficult to pair the names with the faces. In all, the awards were fabulous, the attire was amazing, and to be with such lovely people whom you don’t get to see on a regular basis…it was just breath taking!
Many thanks to all those who made this fabulous event happen and very special congratulations to Heather Marcellis on her fantastic win—the Flyer of the Year Award. The countless time and effort she has put into this club allows us to run as a club today. If I had a 21-gun salute, I would honor her in that way. But, fortunately, I’ll stick with running instead. (Editor’s note: whoa...)
Ooooo….chills down your spine and goose bumps of just talking about it…
After posting the blurb about which marathon to pick and reading the paragraph about the Boston marathon…I got chills down my spine…Since after all, it’s what I had yearned for in for the past year and a half and well the countdown begins with just about a month and a half to go.
Most Legendary: Boston
The Boston Marathon has taken quite a beating recently--by the weather, by the press, by the inability of anyone not born in the Rift Valley to win the thing. Sure, it's got some issues. Like the fact that the trip out to Hopkinton feels like a cross-country tour in your parents' old station wagon, the one with vinyl seats and without air conditioning ("We're on a pilgrimage to see a Moose!"). But this is still the granddaddy of them all--the one on every runner's wish list, either to run in or to win. It's a fabled course, steeped in history, and you feel its magnitude at the starting line. There's just nothing like Boston. And until you've suffered through the journey like the rest of us, there's a little piece of your running puzzle that's missing.
It’s just a strange feeling really though that now I’m thinking about the challenges, the defeat and the victorious victories of that feeling…of making it to Boston. I think all marathoners look toward that day to see the crowds, the special day on Patriots day and the challenging hills and of course if the legend holds true to the infamous “heartbreak hill”.
Expect more anticipation from my blogs as I try to raise to the occasion and enjoy the sweet success of finishing that race.
And as the training looms in the air, where all runners are training for Boston…the anticipation awaits…