On I went, out of the wood, passing the man leading without knowing I was going to do so. Flip-flap, flip-flap, jog-trot, jog-trot, curnchslap-crunchslap, across the middle of a broad field again, rhythmically running in my greyhound effortless fashion, knowing I had won the race though it wasn't half over, won it if I wanted it, could go on for ten or fifteen or twenty miles if I had to and drop dead at the finish of it, which would be the same, in the end, as living an honest life like the governor wanted me to. -Alan Sillitoe, "Loneliness of the Long Distance Runner"

Wednesday, September 25, 2013

HOW DO I GET A TICKET FOR THIS EVENT?

Frank Shorter is being inducted into the NYRR running hall of fame.

And I don't live in NYC any more.

I think this is what Alanis Morisette would call "irony."

1 comment:

  1. Frank Shorter has gotten pretty ubiquitous in his old age. Surely he'll surface at your neighborhood 10k sometime soon.

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