Tyson Gay demolished the 200 meter field that included Wallace Spearman and Jeremy Wariner.
I mean, he totally destroyed the field.
In doing so, he clocked a PR 19.58, becoming the third fastest man to run 200 meters, behind only the 200 former world record holder Michael Johnson, and the 100 & 200 current world record holder Usain Bolt.
One of my all-time favorite movies, in any genre, is Without Limits- the Steve Prefontaine story.
He was a front-runner. meaning, he went out front, grabbed the lead and held onto it until the finish line.
His coach, Bill Bowerman, at the University of Oregon, tried to get him to hold back and draft off other runners. Hold back so he could run his last mile faster than his first mile – and probably his overall time would be faster.
Pre, basically, would have none of it.
(Click here – Pre’s attitude – to play the movie trailer)
The only way he knew how to run was flat out, all the way.
Even if he lost, he would always know that he left nothing on the track.
His greatest race was the 5,000 at the 1972 Munich Olympics. He finished fourth.
But it was still his greatest race.
If I have to explain it to you, then you probably won’t understand. But that’s OK. There’s a ton I still don’t understand.
I do understand one thing though, if your goals aren’t impossible, you’re not reaching high enough. You can quote me on that one.
Carpe diem and leave nothing on the track. jeff noel
Derek Redmond was favored to win the 400 meters at the 1992 Olympics. This video clip shows that no matter what the obstacles before you, you should still try to finish the race. Never give up.
There comes a point in life, I believe, when we are faced with a tough decision.
But the toughness isn’t apparent. It’s not life-threatening. It’s not going to make us rich. It’s not the end of the world emotionally if it doesn’t happen. But happen it must.
OK, so yesterday morning, as I’m jogging out of our neighborhood, a dear friend and long-time neighbor was walking her two dogs.
This neighbor attended our Son’s first Holy Communion on April 25. She had dinner with us that night, along with my In-Laws from Allentown, Pennsylvania.
The day before I had just broken the news to my Mother-In-Law that I’d be going to Finland for the Master’s Track & Field World Championships. She was surprised, of course, and also skeptical.
While celebrating our Son’s major accomplishment, we spoke of many things during that dinner.
Eventually, Finland came up. I saw it as an opportunity to share a vision of why I am going. My Son completely gets it. My wife is right there too. My In-Laws and my neighbor, not even close.
I had to tell you that so I can tell you this:
Yesterday my neighbor asked, “How’s your training coming?Are you still going to Finland?”
Here’s the point. Without even hesitating I replied, “Yes, even if I have to walk around the track!”
That had a haunting revelation, to hear myself say those words.
This is bigger than anything I can explain. At a gut level, I’m so invested in it, that seeing it through, no matter what the obstacles, is the only course of action
This scares the heck out of me. Talk about pressure and second-guessing yourself.
Than why?
It’s a platform, a metaphor, a challenge, a childhood dream reborn, a legacy, an impossible goal.
It’s all that.
My son will remember this long after I’m gone. I hope he will find strength and determination, in my strength and determination.
On Friday a colleague and I were talking about exercise and I asked if he was still running. He said no. He explained that it’s too difficult for him to get motivated.
I suggested his reason to exercise wasn’t compelling enough. Maybe if he was doing it to show his kids that getting old doesn’t mean you have to get overweight and out of shape.
Had active rest the past to days, meaning, no exercising. Not even any stretching. Complete rest.
I just applied 4 grams of Voltaren Gel to my left foot. It’s an anti-inflammatory that Dr. Wagner, my podiatrist, has prescribed as another means of attacking this ever present heel pain.
Also picked up a new foot splint at Hanger Prosthetics yesterday. I sleep with one on both feet. After awhile, you get used to them.
So anyway, I’m very excited about running five miles this morning.
Better get going, the sun’s about to rise. Carpe diem, jeff noel :)