Updates
There will be a total of 131 runs, starting Independence Day, July 4th, 2007
and continuing for the next 131 days, until Veterans Day, November 11, 2007
Runs 1 thru 50
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run 50 8/22/07
Fifty marathons in fifty days. Thank you so much to everyone
that has donated and encouraged this event. It has never
been about competitions or setting records. In fact, it is
uncertain where the road is going to lead each day. There
have been great challenges to overcome and important lessons
learned. Hopefully, you've been able to follow this journey
discovering and experiencing things along the way. Please
stay with me for the next 81 marathons as the story unfolds
and Veterans Day approaches. Spread the word that a man
is running for injured Marines, leaving memories and thanks
in the hills of Iroquois Park. Let people know this event
is unique to the injured Marines themselves. Find a way to
help and then share that with someone else. We can and will
make a difference in the hearts and minds of many.
Today was a wonderful day filled with wonderful people. A
special thanks goes to Major Bill Carroll and Sergeant Lewis
for attending and Sergeant Lutz for running out some hard
miles during the first leg. Cheryl Hart, Terry Meiners,
Dave Gassman, along with other new faces ran today and brought
their friends to the park to celebrate this effort for
injured Marines. It was great meeting and talking to everyone
and spending time with my friends as well. The running was
just hot and humid for everybody. The heat index was 106 and I
can't remember a marathon when it was so hard to breathe.
Tell that to Cliff from Engine 6. He is a big guy and ran
a 3.3 mile loop in under 29 minutes and then hopped on his
bike to follow me for another. Then it was Dave jumping in
for a loop and eventually Dan for the last few miles. My
friend Jackie came up riding her bike and handed me a bottle
of water just in time. I love it when that happens. I
probably poured as much water on my head as I drank. I also
ate over 50 grams of fat and drank one liter of generic
pedialyte. It was a really tough time out there and the
weather man says the next two runs will be even hotter. I can
only imagine how much harder it would be to live and fight in
the desert, so please help an injured Marine today.
Run Time: 4:08:06
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run 49 8/21/07
It's been said that pain is weakness leaving the body, only
today, I was hurting enough to want to leave my own body.
The morning began with lots of rain and a scary drive on
the freeway, which is usually the most dangerous part of my
everyday. By the beginning of the run, the rain had stopped,
but left behind some humid wet air inside the park. The
first 7 miles went pretty good. At the top, it was very
peaceful with the sound of a locomotive singing in the
background and birds chirping back and forth, answering one
another. After rounding Krupp's Point, I came upon a doe,
which seemed harmless enough at first. As I got closer, it
became stubborn and decided she would be moving for no one.
I actually had to stop and try to shew her away like a stray
dog. No matter how loud I got, she just stood there with a
blank, challenging stare. She then started walking, only to
bring herself to the middle of the road directly in front of
me and stand still as if to say, "I dare you to cross this
line." Finally, she slowly walked into the field and watched
me run by. I don't know to what lengths a doe will go to
protect her young, but I certainly don't want to find out how
sharp those front hooves are either. Things really got rough
for me on about mile 10. This time, I dealt with a new pain
above my left knee, which nearly brought me to a crawl. My
face was scrunched up like a prune for miles, along with
another awkward agonizing running style. I looked down at my
arms and noticed every vein popping through my skin due to the
amount of over exertion. Several times, I just had no idea
how I was going to finish run 49. I remember thinking towards
the end, "So this is it, 48 marathons and 20 miles and it's
over." Suddenly, the thunder that had been rumbling for an
hour grew very loud. A strong wind began bending trees as I
could hear dead limbs crashing to the ground in the forest.
The rain proceeded to pour and within seconds I was drenched
from head to toe. Just as I was adjusting to the addition of
another problem, I noticed a change. The pain was minimized
and my pace picked up. It was mother nature coming to my aid
in the form of soothing water. I quickly took advantage of
this amazing rejuvenation and began racing the last 4 miles to
stay under 5 hours. I kept thinking of the Marines and how so
many are just now finding out about this event. Had this
marathon been a training run, I would have quit at 14 miles,
but finishing while overcoming major obstacles made me even
more proud to continue this difficult journey and help an
injured Marine today.
Run Time: 4:59:42
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run 48 8/20/07
Shake a leg, but don't break it. As much as I wanted to see
that magical number of 3:57:16 pop up again, today it just
wasn't meant to be. From the very beginning of run 48, I was
just down right tired. You would think running slower makes
things easier, but it's kind of like how a car runs smoother
uphill while at a higher RPM. The temperature climbed back
into the mid 90's and the humidity also brought me down a
little. After clogging along for 16 miles, Dan from the
Iroquois Hill Runners jumped in for about the last 6 miles
of his workout. Dan and I have seen each other out here for
months and we finally got a chance to run together. He said,
"Once we start talking for a few minutes, these hills will
disappear for you." He was right. We picked up the pace and
didn't shut up the whole way. As soon as he split off, some
of the energy left with him. The last 3.5 miles were really
tough. I just couldn't speed up no matter how hard I tried.
I admire some of these runners that can go with just a few
hours of sleep each night. I can do that for a few days, but
it often catches up with me, sapping my motivation. I'm so
busy after each marathon, that it's difficult to find enough
time for food, rest, and posting an update. I usually neglect
one or all three of these areas every night. That's to be
expected when you choose the route of a one man show. Hopefully,
adding a few extra hours of sleep will knock off 30 minutes or
so from the run times. If you would like to support the real
volunteers that perform under pressure with very little sleep,
then please help an injured Marine today.
Run Time: 4:41:42
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run 47 8/19/07
Well call me a creature of habit, or just a creature if you
like. That run time of 3:57 has come up more than twice now
due to the inner clock. My body has adjusted to a new running
style imposed by a conscious effort, and I can now hit that
number virtually without thinking about it. The past clock
was set at 3:42 before the shin deal and I hope to be there
again as my old running style slowly returns. Just minutes
before run 47 began on this muggy day, several of us got quite
a show. One of those docile cicada killers, the rust-colored
digger wasp that lives in the ground, grabbed a locust and
dragged him across the park and down into his tunnel. That's
where the wasp will create its eggs in the locust and next
spring, the young will then eat the locust for enough protein
to come out of the ground and repeat the process. It's really
amazing to watch. As soon as the running started, it seemed as
if the locust were all you could hear. I've never been able
to describe that sound by comparing it to another one. Even
with all the chattering going on, it was still another quiet
Sunday like many days at the park. There are many advantages
to running the same course everyday. You get to know each
turn, tree, and person that comes along. Becoming a permanent
fixture of Iroquois Park for over four months is something I've
volunteered to bring into my life. Not for someone to see me
blending in with the surroundings, but rather for them to point
at that man in black and say, "That's the guy running to help
an injured Marine today."
Run Time: 3:57:38
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run 46 8/18/07
First day in the upper 80's in quite some time. It's amazing
how much less water is necessary on a cooler run. During the
recent heat wave I could drink as much as 16 liters for one
marathon. For run 46 I may have drank 6 liters. I remember
my first 30 mile training run in the dead of winter and drinking
only one bottle of water. That's not something I would
recommend, but it does mean the closer we get to Veterans Day
the faster the run times should be. Today was an average pace
the whole way through. Tomorrow could be the first time I
complete a full warm-up before the run since my shin problem.
I feel so fortunate to have healed while marathon that I
don't want to over do it on the speed just yet. I do want to
invite everyone to run 50 this Wednesday. Even though it's not
that big of a deal in the grand scheme of things, it is still
somewhat of a special time and I'll be at the start 30 to 40
minutes early for a chat with whomever would like to attend.
Of course there are 3 marathons between now and then, so I must
rest and focus on the task at hand to help an injured Marine
today.
Run Time: 3:57:16
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run 45 8/17/07
Finally a cool day in the low 90's. I was surprised this
morning by a Marine Veteran who showed up ready to run.
Steve has completed a marathon in 3:09 and stayed right
with me step for step until splitting off after about 23
miles. That's the longest anyone has run with me yet. We
would go over ten minutes at a time without saying a word,
just focusing on technique and soaking up the road. I'm
hoping as the temperature drops, more people will be coming
out to run. The response has been great lately through
e-mails and everyone letting me know they're making their
first contribution to the IMSFF. Just a few days ago, a
wonderful couple in Louisville sent one donation of
$13,100.00 dollars. Wow! That really took me by surprise.
I'm just as pleased to see that many smaller donations are
generating as well. All of the proceeds in support of
Operation Run 131 go to benefit the Injured Marine Semper
Fi Fund. I've covered all of my expenses and will receive
no pay, but, thanks to all of you, I feel like the richest man
in the world for the privilege and honor to help an injured
Marine today.
Run Time: 3:56:36
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run 44 8/16/07
A record high temperature for Louisville at 105 degrees and
definitely the hottest marathon thus far. Ironically, it
could also be the last of the extreme heat runs for the
remainder of this operation. Run 44 marks one third of this
event done and two thirds left to go. I also met 3 great
people today. The first guy was another one of those strong
men training for the fire department by lugging an old fire hose
up and down the trails. Mike looks like he'll have no trouble
getting on. The other two, Matt and Wes, are Marines that
came out for a run in the heat. Wes has a great combination of
attitude and determination and Matt apparently is one heck of
a Marine himself. Both are good examples for the others they
are helping to recruit. We ran a couple of loops together and
didn't stop talking even for ten seconds. During the second
half of the marathon things got so hot I just couldn't speed up.
Although, once again by the end, the left leg felt better than
ever. While sitting on my cooler catching a post run meal,
I watched lightning strikes in the distance and listened to the
thunder clapping. As the sky started closing in and the trees
began to sway, I couldn't help but feel the desert burning and
hear that constant drum beat to help an injured Marine today.
Run Time: 4:02:39
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run 43 8/15/07
Run 43 had a record temperature of 103, a heat index of 107,
and an improved run time for the 9th straight day. Although
the morning would begin with quite a scare. Just moments
after I shook hands with a Marine, Mr. Montgomery was coming
down the hill on his daily walk. He, too, shook my hand and
then took a few steps falling into a gravel pit. Bill and
I quickly jumped to his aid, but the damage had already been
done. His knees were a bit scuffed, a piece of glass embedded
into his hand, and thank God he missed landing on his head.
In reference to the glass, Montgomery said, "Oh, I'll get that
out with a pocket knife when I get home." We helped him up,
dusted him off, and he then walked on his stubborn little way.
Some of these old fellas are the toughest guys around. Bill
and I are working on getting that area covered with blacktop.
On a lighter note, this Wednesday had plenty of sun and good
running. Things are still getting better each day, but I'm
not yet able to lace my left shoe up all the way due to some
left over swelling. I've skipped the top two laces ever since
the sports injury 12 days ago. We're also looking into the
possibility of a mobile water station so I don't have to pop
in and out of my car seven times each marathon. I figure that
maybe as much as ten minutes could be cut from each run time
with something like that. I also received word that a local
television news station will cover Run 131 next month when we
reach the halfway point. That number 50 is coming up next
Wednesday and I was kind of hoping we could get a bunch of
Marines to attend that marathon. Numbers matter a great deal
in this event, but none more than the amount of money raised
to help an injured Marine today.
Run Time: 3:52:08
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run 42 8/14/07
Finally, an average day. Temperatures in the mid 90's, not
too much pain from the leg, and a pace getting closer to those
3:50's again. Aside from seeing a few old friends and all
the Park regulars, run 42 was kind of quiet. Even my guest,
Andre the Marine, was following me at a distance on his bike
just to keep an eye on things. The gentle breeze, the laughter
from the water park, and the determined faces of passing joggers
were all reminders of why life is good. On a day like this, it
can be hard to measure the kind of impact you might be having
on people. To do well on a consistent basis may also mean to
sometimes not quite see what it is you are doing. I often
notice how easy some of our lives can become and I'm reminded
of how that can only be possible with others toiling away. If
you ever feel as if your efforts go without thanks, just remember
why it is we help one another and that is to do what is right.
Sacrifice, dedication and determination are all qualities of our
unsung heroes. Lift these people up in high regard and help an
injured Marine today.
Run Time: 3:54:47
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run 41 8/13/07
It's been said the fastest living creature on earth is the
dragonfly, traveling at speeds topping 90 miles per hour.
Although today, I would have one sitting atop my car antenna
for the entire marathon as if he were lending me some extra
ability. It looks like my newly adopted running technique
may be reaching its full potential. A sub 3:30 pace will
only be possible when my leg heals completely, but for now
I'm happy with where things are. Run 41 had a heat index
of 101, but a nice breeze and nicer people. Andre the Marine
made another appearance and stayed with me for ten miles on
his bike. Then it was Cliff from Engine 6, followed by Matt
Young who stepped in to the end. During the run, we had a
group from the frisbee golf field shout, "Good luck 131 !"
That's because this event is not about running as much as it's
about giving something back to the Marines. People of many
different interests are showing their support and patience to
reach the goal of a common interest. Several have expressed
their concern of the 90 days remaining until Veterans Day and
how difficult it must be to look that far ahead. I tell them
it's a matter of getting through each marathon, preparing for
the next, and not rushing the end result. Just ask any Marine,
they practically invented the philosophy "Hurry up and wait" .
Only, please don't you wait to help an injured Marine today.
Run Time: 3:57:16
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run 40 8/12/07
Forty marathons in forty days. If you had told me last
January that I would be doing this today I would have said you
were crazy. Instead, that's what people are telling me now
for doing it and I always take that as a compliment. This
morning, just minutes before the start, I had the honor of
meeting a Marine Major and his wife. Bill and Cathy, along
with their two daughters, came to wish me well and thank me
for the mission. The moment I shook Bill's hand I knew he was
someone I could trust. As we parted ways I lined up with just
15 seconds to go when I heard a voice, "Brad, wait!" It was my
good buddy Jack. I replied, "I've only got 15 seconds!" He
said while out of breath, "Come on buddy, I don't run for just
anybody!" So I ran in the opposite direction, got a high five
and a good luck and then ran back over the line right at 12:00
on the dot. The first several miles were great. The leg felt
good, energy was high, and the humidity was low. Then on mile
12 everything changed. It turns out, one of those little blue
tailed lizards ran in front of me not sure which way to go. Left,
right, left, right, as my shadow approached. Instinctively,
I made one sudden step with my left foot to avoid squashing the
little guy and he might as well have shot me in the shin with
a taser. That one mistake would have me hurting some for the
next 14 miles. I had already set a 4 hour pace and wasn't about
to loose it, so I kept the legs powering away. Just then, a
friend and triathlete, Ricky George, came running up the hill
to join in. He stayed with me for a while before splitting off
to finish a 22 mile training run. Not long after, it was Bob
from the Iroquois Hill Runners jumping in for a few strides.
I noticed as I began talking to him it was just enough to break
my concentration and catch the glitch in my shin. I really
have to watch every step these days. Still determined, I picked
up the speed for the last 5 miles, especially the final mile,
running it in under 7 minutes in order to reach my marathon goal
time for run 40. It's times like this when I'm inspired by our
volunteers who have returned to their field of operations after
facing impossible odds. They continue performing their duties
with a renewed sense of determination and skill creating role
models for us all. Please honor these men and women that add
to the character of our country and help an injured Marine
today.
Run Time: 3:59:36
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run 39 8/11/07
Another great Saturday in the Park. Today's temperature in
the low 90's was a welcomed relief from the current heat
wave which returns tomorrow. Numerous people were out
enjoying the weather with their family and friends. Never
before have I received so many well wishes as I did during
run 39. Whether it was an individual thanking me from their
car window or someone jumping in for a run, today's marathon
seemed to have so much positive energy surrounding it. I was
met this morning by a Marine Veteran named Andre who stuck
with me for about the first 10 miles on his bike. Then it was
Mark joining in for a run and some great conversation. I
hope they both come back soon, along with many other new faces.
It also looks as if my week-long nightmare of pain could finally
be coming to an end. The technique I picked up yesterday
worked even better this afternoon, and, for the 40th marathon,
I may possibly be able to get back under the four hour mark,
which I've missed for the past 7 runs. I never could have
made it back were it not for that wonderful feeling when I
wake up in the morning and say, "It's time to help an injured
Marine today."
Run Time: 4:13:37
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run 38 8/10/07
What a wonderful day in so many ways. First, I'd like to
wish my buddy Bill a happy 54th birthday. Bill has been
the number one supporter of this event since 2 months before
it ever began. He may not be a runner, but he has a heart
of gold and that's what matters most to me. Thanks for being
the go-to-guy, Bill, I wouldn't have it any other way. A
special thanks also goes to the Courier-Journal for spreading
the word about the IMSFF. I've received rave reviews of
photographer Michael Hayman and reporter Britney Tabor's
August 10 Metro cover story on Run 131. Please thank Britney
for helping the injured Marines by contacting her at
btabor@courier-journal.com As if the day wasn't already
going well enough for run 38, it turns out the application of
a new running technique has helped my left leg tremendously.
I'm now putting a constant emphasis on the thrusting aspect of
my leg and avoiding that sudden retraction of the shin muscles.
In other words, I run with both legs the same way you would
use one leg to thrust forward as if you were riding a skateboard
with the other leg. I'm convinced this same technique could also
help to prevent shin problems in the first place. Another hard
lesson learned, but I really believe this pain in the leg will
soon be conquered. I appreciate everyone's patience and prayers
as I've continued to run through the pain. Many friends have
told me to stop and take time to heal, but I've made my choice
to keep running and try to heal. Many Americans volunteer for
the toughest jobs in the world because they want to serve their
Country and make a difference. Some of them don't always get
the desired reaction from their loving family and friends, and
then off they go. By the same token, things don't always go as
planned while carrying out their mission and they are brought
back home under serious circumstances. These are the times they
need your support the most. Let them know that hope is waiting
for them at home. Please help an injured Marine today.
Run Time: 4:25:29
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run 37 8/09/07
Another record temperature and a little less burning in the
leg. Run 37 makes one marathon for every year of my life.
I hope that means if I finish all of them, I'll live to be
131. A special thanks goes out to Bruce Harrison for
running this afternoon and pledging his support for the
injured Marines. He asked if another flag run would take
place this Veterans Day and the answer is yes, if all else
goes well. Another runner taking on the heat was Dave who
has lost over 100 pounds in recent years and keeps it off
through diet and running. Good job, Dave. I would also
like to thank Mike of the Iroquois Hill Runners Club for all
of the wonderful encouragement through this tough time. He
was even ready to let me ride his bike to the start this
morning so I wouldn't have to walk. My left leg is still
adding difficulty to this mission, so while I try and rest
the pain away, please help an injured Marine today.
Run Time: 4:29:52
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run 36 8/08/07
A heat index of 109, an ailing leg, and I couldn't be more
thankful for the day. I got a chance to speak with Bill
the Marine this morning before the run. He explained to
end the series of marathons at 35 would not be quitting,
but rather a way to stop and heal so as to continue fighting
on another day. At that point, I agreed that if things didn't
improve, today could be the last day of this event. Just then,
the Marines' daughter and two precious granddaughters pulled in,
hopped out of there car and shook my hand to thank me for what
I'm doing. These are the kind of moments that keep me going.
We then spoke for a few minutes before I hobbled off towards
the start. It wasn't long before my other buddy Bill was
driving around the corner to pick me up in his truck knowing
I've been skipping my warm-ups all week. Lining up at the
start with just seconds to go, I remember thinking,"35 marathons
in 35 days is nothing to be ashamed of, but it's not where I
want this thing to end." I took off once again with a slow and
cautious form making my way to the top. Things felt a lot like
yesterday and a 5 hour pace had been set again as well. After
about 7 miles of running, it was the pain taking precedence over
the searing heat bringing me to a standstill with my swollen leg
throbbing. I took my hands and desperately massaged the affected
area more aggressively than ever before. Suddenly, I felt
something. It was as if I pressed a magic button that immediately
took away a good portion of the pain. I began raising my knees
a little higher with each step, and before realizing what was
going on I found myself running downhill without much of a
problem. I couldn't believe it. What happened? What did I do?
As much as I wanted to answer that question for future reference,
I couldn't help but immediately concentrate on trying to make
up for lost time. My pace became fast enough to have to slow
down so as not to overheat, which was a good problem to have.
On one of my stops for water, a couple I had never met pulled in
next to me offering any help they could. We quickly introduced
ourselves and then Bob told me he had two brothers that were
Marines and it was somewhat of an emotional experience for him
to see me running through the pain. I told him not to worry,
that things are looking up. Before we parted ways, he let me know
they would be making a contribution and following my progress.
That gave me a great boost for the last 7 miles. By the end of
the run, I would consume over 14 liters of fluids and nearly had
to take off my watch, it was so hot. After evaluating the
situation, I've decided to continue fighting to help an injured
Marine today.
Run Time: 4:38:52
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run 35 8/07/07
A record high temperature for Louisville and a record long
run time for Operation run 131. As much as I would like to
blame the heat for today's unexpected performance, it was
the burning sensation coming from my left leg that, once
again, kept me under the sun for over five hours. The
temperature was above 100 degrees and the heat index topped
104. Thirty seconds before the start, a wonderful lady with
a walking stick approached me to say how much she appreciated
what I'm trying to do. Thanks to the Terry Meiners show,
more and more people like her are showing up out of the blue
to wish me well and let me know their hearts and prayers are
with the injured Marines. That means a lot to me. I would
encourage everyone to visit our links page and e-mail Terry
to thank him for being the only local news outlet thus far to
cover this event. Often times it's the radio guy that embraces
the smaller hometown stories you won't find out about anywhere
else. I would also suggest that you tune into 84 WHAS radio
this Thursday to hear Cheryl Hart as she will be Terry's guest
from 5:30-7:00 PM eastern time. Cheryl is a great athlete and
helps people and groups to set attainable goals. I can't thank
her enough for running with us and lending some of her expert
advice. Two other guys lending their support on this scorching
Tuesday were Dave and Wes. Last week, we had a ten second
conversation which led Wes to contact me that evening letting
me know he would be cutting a check to the IMSFF. They both
ran with me a bit this afternoon which helped to pick up the
pace right away. Another friend who came by was Cliff Vandiver
of the Louisville Fire Department Engine #6. Cliff ran a loop
with me and then hopped on his bike for another 6.5 miles. There
is no doubt the great conversation kept me going. Of course it's
always a good idea to have a fireman stick with you for a while
on a dangerous marathon in extreme heat. By the end of run 35
I was pretty worn-out and still worried how long my leg will
continue hurting. To cope with the pain, I just thank the Lord
for our injured Marines who are dealing with much worse problems
and helping us in a much bigger way. Please remember the painful
and trying conditions our men and women are working in when you
donate your check to help an injured Marine today.
Run Time: 5:19:50
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run 34 8/06/07
The long, hot road to return. Today's heat index topped
100 and is expected to climb for the next 3 days peaking
at 110. Once again, the pain in my left leg kept me in the
heat longer than my average pace. Although the temperature
is rising, I'm still optimistic about running a little
better each day. Run 34 was a thirty minute improvement over
the train wreck marathon two days ago. I hope to continue
reducing my run time by ten to fifteen minutes for the next
couple of marathons. This afternoon was the first time
my friends came looking for me knowing I'm having some dark
days. Jack, Kevin, Brian, Joe, Bill, Jackie, Matt, Mike
and other supporters were all there. How is it that a few
simple words of encouragement can turn into extra ability?
I may never be able to answer that question, but I do know
one thing, when you have good-hearted people surrounding
your honest efforts, you are truly blessed. Knowing you have
their support and respect adds greatly to the probability
that your mission will be successfully completed. Imagine
at the height of your life, you put yourself on the line, and
are suddenly taken out of the game. Knowing you have a team
of people depending on you, praying for you, and waiting for
your return can make the difference in getting back out there
and getting the job done. If you wish to be part of the team,
supporting those who do much of the heavy lifting for all of
us, then please help an injured Marine today.
Run Time: 4:39:34
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run 33 8/05/07
Recovering while marathoning ain't easy. Today, I had a
few new faces help me for the first leg. Cheryl Hart
gave me some super advice on my injury and basically a
much needed running lesson on how to cope with my current
condition. There was also a great guy named Brent who ran
with us after hearing about the event on the Terry Meiners
show. We all completed the first 7 miles in about an hour
just talking the whole way. The heat index reached 100 by
the end of run 33. I'm hoping to improve a little more
each day. Tomorrow will be another long run in the hot sun
which means I need a little more rest tonight, so please
help an injured Marine today.
Run Time: 4:54:10
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run 32 8/04/07
Running the wrong way on the right leg again. The moment
I placed the first foot on the ground after pulling into
the park this morning, my heart sank. The pain in my left
leg was twice as bad as yesterday and I couldn't imagine
how I would even complete the one mile walk to the starting
line, much less run a full marathon. As usual, Bill was
waiting for me and saddened by the news of my leg. I tried
to shrug it off and just started running at 12:00, the same
as everyday. Bill met up with me about 3 miles later on
foot and stayed with me for at least a mile. By this time,
the pain was so intense it brought me to a virtual standstill
and I nearly passed out. Bill was about to call an ambulance
and I said, "No, let me find a way to move forward." I began
taking very small steps which turned into a severe limp onto
my right leg. I knew at this point that run 32 would be one
of the most physically challenging and humbling experiences
of my life. Every single step for the next 23 miles it would
feel as if someone was driving a nail into my left shin. The
air was terrible along with temperatures in the mid 90's. All
the more reason why I didn't want to spend five hours running
in the sun. The amount of sweat was insane and not just from
the heat. I began to stress, worrying about the future of
this entire operation. "Will I finish the marathon or will it
finish me?" My form became so awkward and agonizing that
people who watched me run by looked as if to say, "What is
that?" As each hour passed, the situation worsened until a
nice couple, who virtually came out of nowhere asked, "Are
you our guy running the marathons for the Marines?" I told
them yes and I wish we could have met with me wearing a
friendlier face. They told me they've been praying for me
and to keep it going. That gave me a glimmer of hope in the
midst of my chosen misery. I began to pray myself and nearly
asked God to send me an angel to carry me. I quickly realized
I have to do this on my own. That's the way it's always been
in my family. We hate to bother anyone by asking for help.
Even after reaching mile 20, I could have no feeling of
accomplishment because the remaining 6 miles might as well have
been 60 miles. How would I possibly finish the day? I suddenly
then pictured that injured Marine lying in his hospital bed
waiting to see his family and hoping the money will be there
to do so. That one rapid thought gave me a renewed sense of
determination. I was able to lengthen my stride, which was
accompanied by a shocking pain jolting itself up my leg and
all the way down through my foot. My buddy Bill was checking
on me from his truck about every 20 minutes. I told him
numerous times to go on home and spend some time with his family,
but instead, he stayed with me till the end. As much pain as
I was experiencing, I was still concerned for Bill seeing me in
this condition. I knew it was tearing him up inside. Each time
he came around, I would try to smile or crack a joke to ease the
tension, but there was no way I could hide the pain completely,
it was just too great. Finally, the end was getting closer and
closer, but it wouldn't be until the very last step when I could
somewhat relax. Bill and I then discussed what may happen
tomorrow and neither of us really know how things will go. I will
be at the starting line once again to help an injured Marine
today.
Run Time: 5:12:50
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run 31 8/03/07
Thirty one marathons down and just 100 to go. Although
today was another hot air quality alert, it would be the
emergence of a mystery pain in the front of my lower left
leg that would slow things down. For the last 16 miles, I
greatly favored my right leg, which doesn't happen often.
In the early 90's, I snapped my ACL and tore cartilage in
my right knee as a result of a non-running related injury.
Dr. John Ellis of the U of L School of Medicine replaced
my ACL which involved the removal of one large and one
small hamstring from my right leg. The cartilage was also
removed and a couple of expensive screws remain. The short
version is, I had a little wood shop done on the old leg
about 10 years ago. The last time I spoke with Dr. Ellis
he told me, "Don't let this get you down. If you want to
run, get out there and run." How he knew to say that, I'll
never know. I wouldn't even start running short distances
until about four years later. Although I don't think 131
marathons is exactly what the Doc had in mind, I still thank
him just the same for putting me back together. The right
leg was certainly there to fall back on for run 31. I was
disappointed in my run time, but it was great talking to
Terry Meiners on his radio show about an hour and a half
after the marathon. Terry called to check in and see how
things are going in the heat. We were able to talk a few
minutes on the air about the marathons and the Injured
Marine Semper Fi Fund. He also said he'll be coming out for
a run this Sunday if he can fit it into his busy schedule.
That's good news, we should all take some time from our lives
to help an injured Marine today.
Run Time: 4:23:51
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run 30 8/02/07
Thirty marathons in thirty days and another air quality
alert. That feeling of running inside an oven has
returned and is said to last for a while. Since adding
more fat and simple sugars to my diet, I seem to be
doing much better on these muggy days. Today, I had
some great guys join in the run. Dave Gassman and
Jamie Weedman surprised me with a visit at about 2:30 PM.
Jamie is visually impaired and recently completed his
first half marathon in about one hour and fifty minutes.
When Dave introduced us, I remembered how much it inspired
me to see Jamie's story on the local news several months
ago. Dave has an elastic band that looks like a shoe string
which he shares with Jamie to help guide him and stay on
course. Jamie holds the ban in his left hand while Dave
matches the pace and directs with his right. As soon as
the three of us took off, I immediately had to pick up the
speed to stay with them. Right away, we just started talking
about everything under the sun. Jamie let me know he
appreciated my efforts for the Injured Marine Semper Fi Fund
and said it was an honor to come out and run with me. That
just blew me away. The honor was all mine. Jamie has been
such a positive ray of light for so many people, including
myself. Running beside him has definitely been the
highlight thus far in this event. He never got winded, he
has a natural form, and the way he masters the road with his
mind is incredible. He spoke of how psychology is a big
part of his running and how important it is to have a reason
to run. I don't know what his plans are for the next Derby
Festival Marathon, but if he needs a partner, I'm there.
Thanks so much for running, Jamie. Now I can say I ran with
one of my heroes who cared to help an injured Marine today.
Run Time: 3:52:40
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run 29 8/01/07
Hello, August, and the dog days of summer. Another ozone
action day with a heat index in the mid 90's. During
run 29, I had a water bottle in hand for most of the time.
After taking a drink, I like to squeeze out the excess air
to keep the water from sloshing around, and it's a good
way to concave the sides of the bottle to create a decent
grip. Many runners don't like to have anything in their
hands, but I love it. I've actually ran more miles while
holding something than not. Often times, I would run a few
miles to the grocery, purchase two gallons of spring water,
and carry them while running back home. It's nice to know
what it takes to bring someone the essence of life if
necessary. Today's temperatures also had me eating a bit
on the run. Running and eating at the same time is a
foreign concept to many people, but it's essential if you
want to go on long runs, especially beyond the distance
of a marathon. The way I learned to eat was simply to go
for a run whenever I got hungry. "What, lunch time? Ok,
time to run. Let's fix a sandwich and go." Like anything
else, you just get used to it after a while. Shortly after
eating on mile 15, I watched a hawk snatch a sparrow right
out of the sky and then land on a light post while clutching
it in his foot. About five other small birds kept swooping
past the hawk in an attempted rescue, but the large bird
wasn't even phased by their efforts. I guess that's the
flight and fight instinct. We all have those battles in
life we must win to survive. It's human nature to be
competitive even if we're competing against no one. Why
do we set goals? Why do we push ourselves? I would like
to think the answer is we love living life. In America, we
have the freedom to pick our battles and take on the task
of running a marathon everyday if we so choose. For that,
we owe the men and women who volunteer to take on the
tough assignments handed to them to which they must oblige.
Whether or not you've chosen your path, please help an
injured Marine today.
Run Time: 3:59:08
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run 28 7/31/07
Goodbye, July. Now we just have August, September, October,
and eleven days of November left to go. This month has
definitely been a roller coaster run through Iroquois Park.
Originally, this event was to run from September 11th to
November 11th, but I changed the schedule to include the
summer. Be careful what you wish for because summer is
here. Today was just a tad warmer than yesterday, but the
weatherman is calling for a heat index of 104 by this
Sunday. Tell that to the local fireman I saw training at
the Park this morning. This guy pulls in, gets out of his
truck, barely stretches each leg, ties his shoes and then
throws a long, folded fire hose over his shoulders and walks
straight up the hillside. He might as well have been
carrying a horse on his back and to top it all off, he was
also wearing a heavy jacket. It's no wonder why Louisville
has some of the best firefighters in the world. As far as
run 28 goes, it was a lot like yesterday. An average pace,
plenty of heat and a similar ending. It was great to see
everyone still out there getting it done in spite of the hot
temperatures. Walking or running the loop a few times comes
easier to some than others. There's one silver headed fella
I've seen out there ever since my first day. He runs the
loop with all he's got, but still winces and limps with every
step he takes. Never talking to anyone, he does his workout
no matter how odd it may look to someone else. One day I
caught him on his way out of the parking lot to let him know
how much I admire his efforts. He seemed very surprised as
if it were the only compliment he'd ever received in regards
to physical fitness. Another guy I just met last week told
me he was also inspired by the man. Just imagine, a man who
chooses to never say hello and takes so long to make it around
the Park is an inspiration to many people around him and he
doesn't even know it. If you see that person in your neck of
the woods, let them know you admire them and it may warm your
own heart, that same kind of heart that could also help an
injured Marine today.
Run Time: 3:51:52
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run 27 7/30/07
Back on track. Run 27 began with my friend Mike showing
up at the start to run for a while. We basically just
talked away until he had to cut back. I appreciate Mike
joining in and thanking me for the updates. He actually
found a few helpful tips in there and that means a lot.
The updates have been a big challenge for me. Fitting
them into the schedule isn't easy, but as far as the
writing goes, I just let the story tell itself. Today
was in the upper 80's and somewhat humid. Once again,
the deer were everywhere. On my first trip to the top,
things were calm and warm. I rounded Krupp's point, just
kind of day dreaming, when up at the next turn, a wall of
deer abruptly stampeded across the road into the woods,
thrashing their way through. The three bucks ran side by
side with their antlers just inches apart. As I kept
running, a fourth buck with a large rack came charging at
me to catch up with the others. My heart jumped and so
did he with just a few feet between us. He cut hard to
the right, flexing his fast twitchy muscles and digging his
sharp hooves into the grass, throwing debris in the air.
Although it did scare the heck out of me, it was still
awesome to feel the immense power of these amazing animals.
On down the way, I bumped into one of the jockeys from
Churchill Downs. A few of them come here to run in their
winter clothes during the hot weather. That's basically
what I've done for the past three summers hoping it would
condition me for a heat index like we'll be having this
week. I like taping one liter bottles together and carrying
a few in each hand to get a good arm workout and stay
hydrated while wearing the hot clothing. Although, I
wouldn't suggest to try that as a weight loss regimen. I've
trained this way specifically for endurance purposes.
Hopefully, the training will have been enough to get me
through the summer and help an injured Marine today.
Run Time: 3:51:39
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run 26 7/29/07
Another slow Sunday. Although my legs were feeling a
bit tight and heavy, most of the pain was coming from
my right foot. Ever since somewhat injuring it on the
Otter Creek Trail last October, I've made a pretty
common practice of mashing down the arch in my shoe
with a hammer to keep it from sticking up into the
front of my heel. This morning I had to borrow a small
ax from Bill to give my shoe a couple of wacks with
the blunt end just two minutes before the start. Running
the first 10 miles with me was Brian Poynter. After that,
I was on my own and running by a few friends. As usual,
Bill the Marine was there calling out the numbers for me,
"Day 26 Brad, 105 left to go." I responded, "I think
that makes us one-fifth of the way done." After another
couple of miles, my run started turning into a jog. Once
I saw a sub 4 hour pace slipping away, a voice inside said
to just let it go. On one of my quick stops to grab water
from my cooler, a nice lady hopped off her bike to shake
my hand and encourage me. That was great. This gal is
out there riding her bike and walking everyday with a
bright smile. I was able to high five a few other friends
before bringing things to a close and using the remaining
Sunday as a day of rest. The weather man's been saying
next week is all about the heat, so we will adjust accordingly
in order to help an injured Marine today.
Run Time: 4:14:18
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run 25 7/28/07
They say nothing runs like a Deere, but today we would
certainly try. It was this day last year that my
family and friends suddenly lost John Hoskins all too
early at the age of 31. My late brother-in-law was a
big fan of John Deere tractors. So much so, that his
closest friends wore matching John Deere hats and shirts
to his funeral and later where they laid him to rest
next to his father in Oak Ridge, Tennessee. John and I
hiked hundreds of miles together at the Red River Gorge,
both of us wearing heavy packs and one of us constantly
trying to outpace the other. It was usually John who had
the longer and stronger stride. If there was ever a time
he helped me with anything, it would be on this day. From
the beginning to the end of run 25, I ran each mile as
if it was my last. Uphill, downhill, it didn't matter,
I just ran as fast and as hard as I possibly could. If
I even thought about slowing down, I would hear John
shouting at me to speed up and keep going. I kept waiting
for the pain and it never came. I kept expecting my body
to break down and it never did. If there was any marathon
that I was ill prepared for it would be this one. Lack of
sleep, a mounding schedule, and my share of stress should
have had me lagging behind, but remembering and honoring
are two things that can push us ahead. I ran my heart out
for you, John, because I know you would have been proud to
see me help an injured Marine today.
In Memory of
John Hoskins
5/7/75 - 7/28/06
Goal Time: 3:14:26
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run 24 7/27/07
Another hard run. There was little sleep last night
and a few problems this morning. Someone once asked
me if I run from my problems and I told him I just
run them into the ground. Today was just one of those
days. The schedule was so backed up that I didn't
even pop around the corner for the start until a few
minutes before the hour. My buddy Bill was about to
hop in his truck and come looking for me. Finally,
the marathon did start on time, right along with the
humid and muggy air. The sun wasn't out, but the
conditions had me covered with moisture from mile 1
to the end. I started feeling really bad at about
mile 10 and by mile 17 I had lost a lot of time.
Eventually, I had to force myself to snap out of it
and run faster. After finding a new gear, my heart rate
increased and I held it there. The closer to the finish,
the faster I convinced myself to go. On the last trip up,
it started to rain just in time to cool me down. I kept
a close eye on my watch and realized there could be just
enough time to stay under 4 hours. On the last downhill
mile, I used every muscle and ounce of energy I could
find. During the final 4 minutes I didn't even bother
checking my time until crossing the line. After that sprint,
it took a couple of minutes before I could catch my breath and
talk to Joe. Although I've never completed an officially
sanctioned event, I'll always have a competitive spirit.
It's often a mystery to us what the human body is capable
of. I've always believed every good job starts from the
heart, and if you put yourself aside and think only of
helping someone else, you can accomplish your greatest goals.
I hope for many of us that goal is to help an injured
Marine today.
Run Time: 3:59:47
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run 23 7/26/07
Well, I always said this would be an educational
experience, so chalk up another lesson learned the
hard way. I've come to the conclusion that over
hydration has been the main culprit in the extreme
swelling of my lower legs and ankles. As it turns
out, the accumulative effect of drinking my beloved
generic brand of Pedialyte when my body didn't
necessarily need it could have been leading to some
serious problems. I noticed the soreness in my legs
decreased dramatically this past week when the
weather cooled and I drank only water. In the future,
I still plan to use the electrolyte drink only when
the heat index is approaching 100 degrees or more.
Run 23 was mid 80's and not too bad humidity, but
still hot enough to keep me eating and drinking a bit
during the run. On about mile 15, a friend asked me
how many calories I eat in a day. I told him I don't
count, I just eat. Obviously it is important, but as
long as my weight stays between 140 and 145 pounds
while eating the same foods I figure I'm ok. Some of
my favorite foods include: peanut butter, cereal, eggs,
chicken, bananas, pasta, walnuts, dark chocolate, and,
if I had to list a main vegetable, I guess it would be
a toss up between coffee and broccoli. On mile 26, I
got another high five from a guy that's been encouraging
me all week. I didn't catch his name until now. Dave
is someone I would consider to be a veteran runner and
it means a lot when one of those guys lets me know
they'll be coming by to join in. Anyone who takes part
in this event does so to help an injured Marine today.
Run Time: 3:47:15
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run 22 7/25/07
Another day of nice people and nice weather. I
started out feeling really sluggish until some
great conversation. Often times that's enough
to give me a good boost going into my warm ups.
As soon as today's run began, I didn't even get
but 100 yards before a little boy with his father
asked me, "Are you a runner?" I replied, "Yep, and
you will be too." He looked up at his dad and took
off in the other direction with his father quickly
catching up. Isn't it funny how running is one of
the first things many of us try to conquer when
we're brought into this world? At about mile 14,
some ten year old kids shouted at me from the
playground, "Hey skinny man! Why are you running?
You don't need to loose weight!" Perhaps they
could have been more polite, but it shows what our
concept of exercise often is. Yes, running can help
you loose weight, but it can also be so much more
than that. It can enhance every aspect of your life
as well as give you some extra power to take with
you wherever you go. You never know when some of
that ability may come in handy. By the end of run 22,
the temperature was in the mid 80's and the weather
man is holding off on the 90's until next week. That's
good news. Before I left the park, a few friends came
by to encourage me and let me know they would be
spreading the word about Operation Run 131. That's
good news too. The more people that find out about
this event, the more we can all help an injured Marine
today.
Run Time: 3:55:07
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run 21 7/24/07
Keep it coming. I just don't want this wonderful
weather trend to end. The weather man says we
might pay for it in August, and that does worry me
a bit, but for now I'm enjoying it while I can.
Today's marathon was upper 70's and mostly cloudy
which seems to always mean a little more energy.
Apparently, I wasn't the only one out and about. On
one of my trips passed the golf course, there were
about ten deer eating next to the road. Half of
them looked like Bambi and the other half were
adults. I couldn't help but point them out to the
next old fella that was driving by. He got a big
kick out of seeing them. We have more than our
fair share of deer in Kentucky, but we always like
to stop and take a look. On one of my trips to the
top, there were three kids on their bikes who stopped
to take pictures of a squirrel wrestling his way out
of a fast food bag. I told them if they give a
squirrel an open jar of peanut butter they could be
entertained for hours. Interacting with people
seems a little easier when there's an extra bounce
in my step. Today, I passed the same nice group of
folks five times. On the last pass, one gentleman
asked me, "Don't you ever get tired?" The answer to
that is, "Oh Yea!" Sometimes during the last ten
miles I just feel like taking a nap. Running a
marathon everyday is not what I want to do for the
rest of my life, but it is a sacrifice I'm willing
to make for now. Sometimes we need to make ourselves
a little uncomfortable to help others. No one day
at the Park is easy for me. At times my legs hurt
with every step, but I think to myself the next step
won't hurt any more than the last, so just keep on
rollin', and that's exactly what I do. Sure, I have
those anxious moments where I wish I could fast
forward to the end, but those feelings are quickly
put into perspective when I remember the goal is to
help an injured Marine today.
Run Time: 3:42:38
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run 20 7/23/07
Twenty marathons in twenty days, not too shabby. So
far, the hilly course has presented some challenges I
planned for and some that came totally unexpected.
There are those special blessings that come along as
well, such as this great eight day stretch of weather
we're in the middle of right now. I've also received
so many kind words of support from both people I know
and people I'm getting to know. Every time that happens,
my spirits are uplifted. This mission is already the
most difficult thing I've ever done and it's far from
being accomplished. Each day I drive into the park,
I'm reminded of why I'm here. It's such a beautiful
place and we have the freedom to come here any day of
the week. Sometimes, on days when the park is somewhat
empty, I ask the question, "Where is everybody?", and
then I remember I wasn't always a runner either. We
often search for happiness in ways that lead us down
a dead end street, when what may really make us happy
could be just outside our front door. I'm so grateful
for the freedom to pursue my dreams that it made me
more than happy to help an injured Marine today.
Run Time: 3:53:02
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run 19 7/22/07
Another great Sunday. I got a chance this morning to
talk with exercise enthusiasts Mary and Terry who I
met earlier this year. Just in the past few months,
they've lost a combined total of 95 pounds. I told
them when they hit 131 pounds, we'll celebrate together.
Keep it up you two, you're a great example to a lot of
people. During the warm up, my buddy Kevin walked with
me to the start. It's funny how I have to jog to keep
up with the walkers around here! After talking with a
few more friends, it was run time. In the first couple
of miles, there were so many smiling faces. People
walking, running and parents pushing their precious
cargo. About halfway through the marathon, a group of
cyclists shouted, "How many miles do you run in this
Park everyday?" I replied, "Just 26.2 starting at 12:00."
A few miles after that, there was a fella that stopped
with a confused look on his face. I had already passed
him about 3 times and I think he was about to ask why.
I just beat him to the punch and told him to go to
run131.com. Not long after that, my buddy Jack was
pulling up beside me with his wife driving the car. He
put his hand out for a high five and then I made them
speed up to reach me. It's always great to see you Jack,
hope you're doing well. Then it was time for the final
3.5 miles to the top and back. Up to this point in the
day I hadn't been pressing for time, but when I noticed
it was possible to finish under 3:40, I started sprinting
a bit. Coming to the finish, I saw my Dad standing on
the sidelines watching me run by. Just then, a fella
named Rob who I had never met was cheering me on past
the mark. A few minutes after that, my friend Ed pulled
in just in time to meet my folks who had come out to see me.
Sunday is often a day for fellowship and if you enjoyed
yours, then please help an injured Marine today.
Run Time: 3:39:54
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run 18 7/21/07
What a weekend I'm having. Another absolutely perfect
day in Louisville. There were so many people at the
park, I had to wait 20 minutes for my special parking
space. The basketball court was full, the playground
was full and the dog circus was definitely in town.
Waiting for me at the start was Brian Poynter who came
once again to run and honor Marines. Today, Bryan
ran a half marathon with me and had a lot left. Looks
like next time he may have to try for the full 26.2 .
On the second half, I just soaked in the surroundings
and enjoyed the clear air. I'm trying to take it easy
this week and target a goal time next Saturday. I
wonder if it's possible to rest up for that while
marathoning. I guess maybe we'll find out. Sometimes
I still can't believe it's been less than three years
since my first 20 mile training run. It seems more like
ten. If running has done anything for me, it's slowed down
time. I decided one day I wanted to honor Veterans in
a special way. That was the day I started to become a
distance runner. Just a few short years ago, I never
would have thought it was possible to do what I'm doing
now. That just goes to show what one can accomplish by
reaching out to try and help an injured Marine today.
Run Time: 3:57:10
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run 17 7/20/07
A lot of road and a little redemption. There is a
saying in the Ohio River Valley, "If you don't like
the weather, stick around and it will change", and
change it did. Today was pleasantly different from
yesterday. The park was in good shape and the mood
was so up beat, I even forgot about the pain in my
left ankle. The temperature may have reached 80
degrees by the end of the marathon. The cool breeze
seemed to really give me an energy boost. I ran into
my buddy Casey on mile 18. Earlier this year, he gave
me a few tips about my form that have turned into the
way I run everyday. Not only is Iroquois Park one of
the premiere running parks in Louisville, it's also a
place where local legends can be found running the hills.
If you're fortunate, you may catch a few miles with one of
them and come light-years ahead in your training. Just
another great reason to go for a run in the park. I
will always consider Iroquois the place I really learned
to run and the place where I was able to help an injured
Marine today.
Run Time: 3:42:45
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run 16 7/19/07
Reality sets in. I thought today would be slow, but
not that slow. Before run 16 even began, I was
already dealing with some pretty serious ankle pain.
The air felt a lot like yesterday, miserable. I
managed the first half ok, but the second half really
got me. The first time to the top, I noticed hardly
a sound coming from the birds which are normally just
singing away. On the way back down, a guy told me it
was due to the coming storms, even though the sun was
still shining bright. Later, on the way back up, I
noticed the skies getting darker. At one point, there
was a deer stomping its front legs at me a bit. Just
then, two guys rode through on their bicycles and scared
it away. One of the guys yelled to me, "You look like
you've been chasing that deer all day!" I sure felt
like it too. On the last trip around Krupp's Point,
I could see a wall of thunderstorms ready to pass through.
An hour after the marathon, I heard that the storms did
pass through and took a few trees with them. I hope the
Park and myself aren't in too bad of shape tomorrow.
Please help an injured Marine today.
Run Time: 4:28:27
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run 15 7/18/07
I think one local runner put it best, Iroquois Park
deserves its own micro weather forecast. Today, it
was 90 degrees with a heat index of 100 during the
run. However, inside the park it would be extremely
humid. The rainwater from last night still remained
and in between the hours of 12:00 and 4:00 PM, there was
so much moisture in the air, my shoes were full of water
for the entire marathon. Apparently, the blue tailed
lizards love this kind of stuff. There were so many
out running around, it was hard not to step on the little
guys. They all looked like freshly melted crayons pouring
off to the side of the road. Both trips to the top were
just down right hot. At the bottom, the air was thick.
On one of my passes through the white gate, I ran into
Bill the Marine Veteran who doesn't know when to quit.
I get worn out every time I see that guy running. On
my last trip up, I was definitely getting a little
dehydrated and still trying to keep the pace under 4
hours. I remember thinking that it felt like 100 hair dryers
blowing on me all at once. Coming to the finish, I just
couldn't wait to sit down and cool off. I guess it
will be the same way tomorrow, so please help an injured
Marine today.
Run Time: 3:57:11
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run 14 7/17/07
Two weeks down and 16 or 17 to go, something like
that. I can't honestly say running is always fun,
but it always makes me happier. In fact, the more
I run the more fortunate I become. I've made some
great friends for life through run 131 and I hope
together we can all make a difference for others.
Today was definitely a happy day. Once again, my
family and friends have told me to slow down and
think long term and I'm taking that advice. Run 14
was the slowest and most fun marathon yet. The amount
of pep in my step after every mile was amazing.
Even the temperature of 92 degrees and a heat index
of 97 was not a problem. Apparently not a problem
for the wildlife either, the deer were just blending
in with the trees with seemingly every lap. Each
marathon travels to the top in the final miles. At
this point, it's later in the day and there's often
plenty of sun shining down just when I want to stop
and drink. It makes for that much more of a special
ending on a day like today. In the minutes following
today's run, a father and son were looking under the
hood of his car. He needed water for his radiator,
but never spoke to me. Sizing up the situation, I gave
him a fresh gallon from my car which he accepted graciously.
Due to a language barrier we were unable to communicate,
but he understood I was there to help them. Little
did he know, I was also there to help an injured
Marine today.
Run Time: 3:58:01
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run 13 7/16/07
Run 13 wasn't bad. I focused on keeping my back
straight, leading with the hips and keeping the
legs out in front. It's time to conserve some
energy and work with the impending heat wave.
Today was mid to upper 80's with not bad humidity,
but they're calling for a possible 100 degree heat
index by mid week. That's when I really start
loving the shady spots at the park. About six
miles into today's run, a walker smiled and said, "You
look like you could run another 20 miles." I
smiled back and said, "You know what? You're exactly
right, I have 20 more miles to go." I don't know
if he really believed me or not, but it was true.
However, it would be the longest 20 miles thus far.
Now that I've finally run one of these marathons in
over 3:50, I won't feel so bad doing it again. It's
probably a good idea to keep a slower pace for the
next several weeks. After the marathon, I met some
very nice people that heard about the event from my
buddy Bill. They wanted to know right away how
they could help an injured Marine today.
Run Time: 3:51:36
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run 12 7/15/07
Another great Sunday. A great conversation before
the run and a great feeling during the run. Once
again, the weather fit right in. It did get a
little warm with plenty of sun for the first 20
miles, but the clouds came in and changed the mood.
Some added speed on the uphill's had me pretty
worn out by the last leg, so when I felt the first
drops of a light ten minute rain cool my arms, I just
started smiling. Right then, there was a fella waxing
his truck and I yelled over to him, "I'm glad you
waxed your truck so we could get some rain today."
He replied, "Isn't that the truth!" As I rounded
Krupp's Point for the last 2 miles, it was evident
the rain cooled air was here for the day. Only I
wouldn't need the rest of the day because ten minutes
later, I was done. Ten minutes after the marathon was
over, it started pouring down rain and the lightning
warnings were going off at the golf course. I love it
when the weather works with me to help an injured
Marine today.
Run Time: 3:40:58
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run 11 7/14/07
Today started out, as many days, with the 131 guys
greeting me in the morning to lighten things up a
bit before the marathon. Also on hand was Brian
Poynter, a guy who has been running Iroquois Park
for over 15 years. He heard about the event on
the Terry Meiners show and also has a brother and
sister-in-law that are both Marines. We ran the
first leg together and talked about running and
the Marines and some of their physical training.
A few miles into the run, Tony was headed our way
and turned around to join in for a while. Tony hits
the loop several times a week and seems to be improving
rapidly. Eventually, Brian and I got into a zone
and finished the first 7 miles in a little under an
hour. I ran alone for the rest of the day and found
my mind wandering off at times. The weather was so
nice, it was almost easy to forget to run. On about
mile 20, there were two fawns standing next to one
another on the side of the road. They looked as if
someone had dipped a paint brush into some white
paint and just splattered it all over them. They
ran up into the woods when I got too close. With about
5 miles left, I realized a 3:50 pace had been set. I
know it may happen but I just couldn't go there yet.
So I turned on the speed and it didn't feel too bad.
Coming to the finish, there was my buddy Bill to
encourage me knowing I was disappointed in my time.
He's always telling me to not feel bad about any part
of what I'm trying to do. That advice goes a long way
when you tried to help an injured Marine today.
Run Time: 3:48:10
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run 10 7/13/07
Today was definitely a friendly Friday. My buddies
were there in the morning and throughout. In the
first mile, there was Kevin holding out his cell
phone so his friend Dugan could cheer me on through
the speaker while on his way to Chicago. In the
second leg there was Jack. I met Jack earlier this
year when a health crisis had recently come into his
life. During my training days, I would walk with him
and we could discuss everything from Presidential
quotes to creation in five minutes. Now that I can't
stop running, we have what I call a 100 yard conversation.
If I start talking 50 yards behind and continue 50 yards
ahead, it's a bit awkward, but I can get out more than
just a hello/goodbye. It always inspires me to see you
out walking Jack, keep it up buddy. With about ten miles
to go, I heard a commanding voice calling my attention
from the picnic area. When I looked over, it was a
WWII Veteran thanking me for talking about the Marines on
the radio. That's the best compliment I could receive
all day. In the final miles, my legs were hurting some
in the calves and ankles, so I did take it easy coming to
the finish. It's well worth a little pain to help an
injured Marine today.
Run Time: 3:46:30
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run 9 7/12/07
Another day like yesterday in more ways than one. The
weather was great and so were the people. My buddy
Bill was waiting at the start and when I ran left, he
walked right. We often meet back up on the other side
and he jogs with me a bit. On the way up, there was a
doe just walking around with not a care in the world.
When I came within a few feet, she was just chewing
away on some leaves. Coming back down to the front, I
saw that runner Matt Young had shown up unannounced
and ready to run. We picked up the pace right away and
started talking like crazy about a variety of subjects.
After setting about a seven minute pace for several
miles, Matt split off to complete a tougher ten mile
workout while I went on to keep the pace for a few
more laps. On the last trip to the top, the clouds
rolled in and made things even more pleasant for the
final couple of miles. On the way down during the last
mile, I kept looking at my watch after every turn. As
I got closer and closer to the gate, I noticed something
almost unbelievable. Suddenly, there was Bill waiting at
the finish and I shouted, "Bill, you won't believe this!"
He was startled as if there may be something seriously
wrong. It looked as if my time for today would be
exactly what it was yesterday down to the second. With
about 60 yards to go, I looked at my watch one last time
in disbelief, "Is it? It can't be. It won't be!"
Instantly, I sped up my steps, lengthened my stride and
lunged across the mark. When I finally completed my
statement to Bill it was, "Today's time is 2 seconds
faster than yesterday's time!" I had found that
internal clock. That track of time which tells us to
continue and maintain our hearts so we can help an
injured Marine today.
Run Time: 3:42:30
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run 8 7/11/07
The weather was perfect for run 8. Sun, shade, and a nice
breeze, all the things you would want for a run in the
park. I decided to take it easy today and work a
little on technique and a more relaxed pace. Apparently,
it paid off. I still had a lot left at the end and I'm
optimistic about hitting my goal time of 3:20 one day
in the near future. As always, it was good seeing some
of my friends and meeting some new ones today. After
the marathon was over, radio talk show host and exercise
enthusiast Terry Meiners talked with me on his show
about Operation Run 131 and getting more people involved.
I can't thank Terry enough. I'm sure many people heard
about the Injured Marine Semper Fi Fund. Also since
today's show, I've talked with more people that want to
join in on the run. This event is taking shape and
even better things are yet to come. I just can't wait
until tomorrow, all the while thinking how I was able
to help an injured Marine today.
Run Time: 3:42:32
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run 7 7/10/07
Ok, one week and counting. I had a great talk with
Terry Meiners from 84WHAS radio this morning about
Operation Run 131. He will have me call into his show
sometime tomorrow after the marathon. His show is on
the air from 3-7 weekdays. After hearing the news, I
was ready to take on the day. Right away, there was
someone walking a white cat on a leash. I love to see
something unusual during my warm-ups. Today as I
approached the start, I noticed each morning there are
a few more supporters gathering to send me off. That
really helps my motivation. The conversation came to
a quick close and run7 began. In the early miles,
things felt great. The sun was shining, a breeze was
blowing, and people were smiling. Then suddenly, the
green miles darkened, the wind began to blow and the
rain started coming down in buckets. In the distance,
I could hear a tree crashing to the ground which sounded
like a wrecking ball ripping through an old wooden house.
Trying to see through the rain was like looking into a
shower head. Once at the aid station, I grabbed my cap,
but wouldn't need it for long. It rained for about 8
miles and then the sun was back out for the rest of the
day. My feet sloshed in my shoes with every remaining
step. The humidity would not let me dry off until the
run was over. Coming to the finish, I was sprinting
hard to keep my time under 3 hours and 45 minutes.
Afterwards, I was resting on my cooler when I saw my
buddy Joe ride by to wish me well and let me know he's
proud to help an injured Marine today.
Run Time: 3:45:05
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run 6 7/09/07
Another air quality alert day, and steamy hot air at that.
The breeze was warm and the sun beaming. No matter what
the weather though, it never seems to stop the regular
faces from showing up at the park. I was enjoying my
pre run conversation so much this morning, I nearly lost
track of time. Ten seconds until the start and I still
haven't tied my shoes! After making a quick piece of work
out of that, I was off. It's always nice running the first
few miles because they take me straight to the top. On a
day like today you will find very few people up there
braving the long hot walk. Coming down, I managed to get
a rock in my shoe, even though the course is all road.
Not wanting to stop, I just left it there and tried to
forget about it. At about half way through the marathon,
I ran across a Fireman who was checking out some deer in
the middle of his workout. We talked a bit as we ran and
he actually made it around twice without taking a drink.
Man, don't try that at home. I was running hard as well,
but just couldn't really get a good pace going today. A
few extra hours of sleep each night might be a good idea.
On my last trip around the park, I passed through a cloud
of dust which blanketed the air. The earth movers have
been working hard putting the finishing touches on a newly
constructed playground. As I ran through the dust while
covering my face, I remember thinking, "This is nothing
compared to living in Baghdad" , which is exactly why we
should help an injured Marine today.
Run Time: 3:48:49
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run 5 7/08/07
It looks like the first Sunday of Operation Run 131 scored
a Trifecta. The temperatures were in the 90's with high
humidity and an air quality alert. During the warm up, I
could feel the heat rising up from the pavement. Nature
didn't seem to mind, the deer and squirrels were everywhere.
Once, I looked up and watched a squirrel chomp down on a
locust and took off with it in his mouth. Wow, don't know
if he was hungry or just wanted to shut it up. Today was
definitely a day to consume lots of fluids. I drank a
liter of water every 3 miles, plus a few liters of pedialyte
throughout the day. Every run at about mile 20, I like to
break open a honey bun with about 20 grams of fat. That
always keeps me going in the last leg. A few of my aid
station stops turned into wrestling matches with my cooler.
With my hands so sweaty, it was kind of hard holding onto
things at times. My feet were smiling though! Today was
new shoes Sunday. A pair of running shoes lasts me about a
week so I've sort of designated Sundays as the day to lace
up a new pair. Even with the new shoes, I'm sure the muggy
conditions slowed me down a bit. During the last few miles,
a couple on their bicycles rode by with some encouraging
words. I always appreciate that. Each day at the end there
is always this gleeful feeling waiting for me that's hard to
describe. Crossing the yellow gate, I only have to look at
my watch to know my run time. That's another advantage to
starting a marathon at 12:00 O'clock. What ever time of
day it is when you finish is also the time you ran it in.
Of course, any time is a good time for you to help an injured
Marine today.
Run Time: 3:44:52
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run 4 7/07/07
Things just keep getting better. Before today's run even
began, I got word that my cousin Jason was coming. He's the
Marine Veteran of the family and one of my heroes. I'm
sure that was part of the extra pep in my step this
morning. Warming up on the way to the start, I met a
nice girl with a dog that could walk sideways which gave
me a great laugh! There were also a few other runners
I had the chance to meet beforehand. Then there was
Bill, the Marine Veteran who hits the loop hard about
every day of the week, and the other Bill who has a family
member serving in Afghanistan. Hang in there Justin,
we're praying for you. Then 12:00 O'clock strikes and it's
off to the races. I hit the ground running and just about
ran the first leg as fast as last Wednesday when the guys
from Butler were here. Each time around the loop, I could
see freshly hatched blue tailed lizards all over the place
and the locust were out chatting it up as well. That's a
sound I love to hear in the summer. Feeling really good
after about 20 miles, I thought maybe run4 could be my
best score yet. Looking at my watch so many times caused me
to almost bump into a lady, but I made up for it by
complimenting her tattoo which was a butterfly with wings
resembling American Flags. Not long after that, it was up
to the top for the final few miles. Coming back down to
the gate, I could hear Jason say, "There he is, right on
time". He was standing there with four other family
members all waving and cheering to let me know they were
here to help an injured Marine today.
Run Time: 3:25:26
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run 3 7/06/07
Another great day at Iroquois Park. Less humidity, a
still air and lots of sun. I had to tie up a few loose
ends before today's run and really kind of rushed my warm-
up in order to start on time. Usually, I knock the rust
off a bit by doing a run/walk for a little over a mile.
Although the pace for run3 was faster than yesterday's
from the start, what really got me going was a close call
with a truck and trailer. He was looking right at me, but
pulled out into the road anyway causing me to make a dead
stop so as to avoid a deadly stop. That adrenalin surge
kept me running hard for the next 15 miles or so. Both
trips to the top, I took a look over my shoulder at the
view of Louisville from Krupp's Point. It's always a good
indicator of how thick the air is. The view today was
kind of smoggy. On my second trip to the top, it was very
noticeable the differences between the shade and sun
spots. If you run through some of them quickly enough,
you can feel the heat turning off and on. At the finish,
I felt stronger and better hydrated than the first two
marathons and actually surprised myself with the run time.
My mood became even more upbeat when after a quick phone
call, I found out the rest of my shoe order had come in.
My feet are holding out well, but they just got a little
happier. I decided to celebrate today's events and
handed out the rest of my cold bottled water. That's
always a great way to help people on a hot summer day.
One nice guy with his kids offered to pay me and I just
asked them to go to the web-site in hopes they would help
an injured Marine today.
Run Time: 3:31:36
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run 2 7/05/07
Looks like run2 dodged the rain and thunderstorms, but not
the heat and humidity. I was drenched with sweat before
even finishing the first few miles. However, it was still
another great day. I kept the pace a little above my
average knowing it would be slower than run1. Changing
weather patterns and other obstacles will probably slow
that pace down even a bit more in the near future.
Throughout the run, it was good to see so many friends
walking through the park, I just wish there was more time
to talk. Now that training is over and the event is on,
I'm lucky to get out a "hello". There were also quite a
few other runners out there taking on the heat. It's
always inspiring to see everyone pounding the pavement.
I had no problems with water today, accept when I dropped
a liter and broke off the sports cap. For the next mile or
so, I was trying to hold the water in the bottle with my
fingers until I realized as it splashed on me,"Hey! That
feels pretty good". So I poured the rest on my head and
arms. With better hydration and a slower pace I was able
to speed up fairly well for the final mile or so. I only
missed my target time by just over a minute. The weather
man says a heat wave is coming through. I've done a lot
of heat training which focuses on making hot weather feel
hotter. Now I must shift to making hot weather feel as
comfortable as possible. That's a new thing for me. One
main reason to start every run at 12:00 Midday is to
experience the heat. It still pales in comparison to the
conditions our Marines have volunteered to serve in. If
you appreciate people that have signed up to live and
serve in the desert heat so we can stay back here at home,
then please help an injured Marine today.
Run Time: 3:41:06
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run 1 7/04/07
Happy 4th of July. I can't think of a better time than
Independence day to begin an event such as Operation Run131.
Today everything went great. Three guys from Butler
Traditional High School showed up right on time for the
start, which lifted my spirits right away. Chris Becker,
Daniel Burton and John Morris helped cut 11 minutes off
my normal pace for the first 6.9 miles. Chris was able
to call out any pace at any time and seemingly ran
effortlessly. Daniel has an incredible competitive spirit
and set the tone for toughness in today's marathon. John
split off and completed the 5k in what may have been his
best time. After they finished the first 6.9 I kept the
next 3.3 mile loop a minute under goal time, but slowed by
a minute or so for each of the next 3 laps. On the third
lap I was startled by something bolting into the woods. At
first, I thought it was a brown stray dog, but soon realized
it was a fawn and its mother. Each time around the front
of the park, a few people were yelling, "Run 131!", or
honking their horns and waving from their cars. Although it
did give me a boost, I was still wondering, "Who are these
guys?", until I saw Kevin, the guy who walks the loop in
his sandals everyday. Just then, I looked up and saw another
runner, Matt Young, a former college athlete who also showed
up right on time to pace for the last 6.1 miles. Matt is a
3:40 marathon runner and soon to be at 3:15. It was obvious
how much he was holding back. He knew right from the start
I was above my average pace and hurting a bit. At one point
he had to finish a few sentences for me. We made it around
to the aid station and for the third time I downed a liter
of fluids. Thought for sure I had enough in me for the last
3.5 miles, but an extreme thirst grew quickly. At this
point in the day, temperatures were about 90 degrees and
running up hill out of the shade and into the sun didn't
help matters any. Once we got to the top, every thought I
had led to water. I knew I wouldn't reach it until the end
and the thirst was nearly unbearable. I just kept thinking,
"No water, no reason to stop. Water at finish, reason to
run." Finally, we reached the yellow gate with barely an
increase in speed at the end. I missed my goal time, but
that's ok. This is all for the injured Marines. I can't
thank the guys enough for coming out today. They are some
of the best runners in this town. Of course, we can never
thank our Veterans enough for what they've done. They're
the inspiration for this event. How far can we take it?
How much can we do for them? These are the questions we're
about to find the answers to. Till tomorrow, have a great
holiday.
Run Time: 3:26:15
