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The injury ended my running career. So, at 25 years old I needed to grow into somebody other than Timmy Two-Mile. I mustered out of the Army and attended graduate school at UNM. Eventually I taught at Memorial Psychiatric Hospital, which got me interested in psychology.
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I also write books about how life—including distance running—is really metaphor for deeper motivations, a search for personal meaning, and for self-actualization. It taught me when to step off the track, and when to develop other parts of myself.
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It connected me to lifelong friends and made me a part of something larger than my own self-centered universe. You may be wondering if I still run.
Kind of. I jog now. But I did return to the Boston Marathon in , and then wrote a book about it.
Oh, and Haile Gebrselassie is one of the greatest distance runners who ever lived. Now he, he is a true distance god. Still not.https://ranskerepadab.tk
Wannabe Distance God: The Thirst, Angst, and Passion of Running in the Chase Pack: A Memoir
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He is now a clinical psychologist practicing in Scottsdale, Ariz. Books are available at online booksellers such as Amazon. Visit his website and blog at www. Skip to content Facebook Twitter YouTube.
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August 24, Enchantment Sports Uncategorized Leave a comment. My teammates joked with each other, and I envied their fellowship. They thought I was a shy freshman, but I saw myself as psyching up for the workout.
On the bubble I ran fifth-to-seventh man, so my position on the team was tenuous. My goal was to letter just as it had been four years earlier as a freshman in high school. This time, though, besides exceptionally talented older runners, I also faced overwhelming academics and homesickness.
So I resisted the handful of guys on the wrong side of the bubble who had the same goal as me. They too sat stoic as paratroopers, looked down at their hands, and rested their foreheads on their knees.
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They knew it would hurt; it always did. We crested a hill and were weightless for a moment. The standing guys sank into deep squats, their eyes wide. Current Issue.