Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Ultracentric Cometh

1. I was out on my last run of the week before Ultracentric. Just an easy 5 miler. Even though the temps have been cooling lately today was gorgeous. It was about 60 degrees and the leaves are both changing and falling. I just got a new cell phone and could not figure out some of the features. SO, I figured I would swing by the store to ask them for assistance at the end of my run.

The run is over and I am heading home. I am about 100 yards from being done when I roll my ankle. No suspense, it doesn’t hurt. But if you are a runner you know exactly what kind of roll this is. I stepped on a grate or a rock or something and for a split-second and the ankle rolled underneath me. Then, through the grace of God, I did not roll it enough, was able to right myself and no damage was done. Sheer panic and “ohmygod” ran through my head but no damage.

2. Ultracentric occurs almost exactly to the day in my life that my father was in when he was crippled in a hunting accident. You see, I turned 31 in May of this year and the race is Nov. 17th. My father turned 31 in April (of 1974) and then on Nov. 15th of that year had the bullet of a .44 rip most of his left lower leg apart.

When I was running 52 marathons last year and had all kinds of questions as to why would I put my body through this when I did not know what it would do to me in the long run, I gave many different answers (all true). But one that was always in my mind was the fact that my father assuredly did not think, that at age 31, he would never be walking again. So, when I heard things from people like a triathlon coach in Canada (Barrie Shepley) who said what I was doing was actually BAD for the sport of marathoning, I steeled myself by knowing what I was doing was for me, the charity, and my family.

It is extremely ironic I am taking on this challenge at this exact time in my life. Only after signing up for the race did I realize the connection.

So this race is for my Dad.


Yellow Scuba said...

What a discrepancy between what your father was experiencing in the middle of his 32nd year and what you will be doing. I know thoughts of him will motivate you to push through all sorts of obstacles on Saturday.

Here's to Papa Rauschenberg and to a great Ultracentric for you!

Please watch your step for the next 60 hours or so! Glad the ankle is fine.

1L said...

Good Luck, Dane. Run smart and have patience.

cyberpenguin said...

I was so moved reading this post. I hope that you have a good race & know that your connection to your Dad will give you the strength to run a strong, brilliant race. I'm sure he's very proud of all your accomplishments, running & otherwise!

cyberpenguin said...

Also, on a completely unrelated note, I wanted to thank you for your comments on my blog the other day. I promise that I'll post a response to them on my blog & will also help you set up the Digg buttons. I haven't forgotten, just am busying prepping for tomorrow's holiday trunk show (for my jewelry business).

Have a good race! I think what you are doing is really amazing.

Kent said...

Good luck in the Ultracentric, Dane! I have no business offering advice, but I just wanted to say I'll be following your progress if possible.

PS - I hear you are coming to Des Moines in a few weeks. Hope you trip goes well and perhaps a run or talk gets sets up.


Bethrun said...

The future really is completely unpredictable. Which is why it's so important for me and everyone to remember that the moment we're in is the one we should run and live in, so that we have no regrets when the race is over one day. Your story about your Dad proves that our entire lives are an uncharted course that we just have to follow to the best of our ability. Do well on Saturday.

cyberpenguin said...

Really wonderful comments from so many people. Must make you feel good!


P.S. I've added you to my blogroll (at