<p>I had to put my VTFU run off till today, but I here's the report (originally posted as a note on my Facebook wall):</p>
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<p>Earlier today, if you saw my status update, you would have read that I did 6.34 miles on the Merrimack River Trail in 1:07:45. On most days, particularly in the summer, a status update like that wouldn't be anything special. Today's run on the trail had special meaning though, that goes beyond the fact that it was my final trail run of 2011.</p>
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<p>A couple months ago I received a Facebook event invitation to an event to honor a deceased friend, Joe "Voodoo Junkie" Truini. For those who didn't know Joe, you truly missed out on a one of a kind guy. Joe was a kind hearted guy who had a passion for running that I don't think I've ever seen a match to. Much like myself, Joe had been a bigger guy and lost a lot of weight through running like I did. Much like myself, Joe ran because he loved it. He worked very hard at his running, always had fun with it, and always made an impression.</p>
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<p>Made an impression you ask? Yes. When he went to races, he would often dress in a caveman outfit. Now, you might expect that at a halloween race. But can you imagine seeing a big guy with long dreadlocks dressed in a caveman outfit running the Akron marathon? Yup that was Voodoo Joe. </p>
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<p>My favorite Joe story happened shortly before he died. It was a really hot day, and Joe went out for a 20 mile trail run. Joe always found a way to get it done, even when conditions weren't cooperating. When he got back from the run he was exhausted. He was tired, hot, and just wanted to get home. He walked over to his Jeep (Trigger I think he called it), and it wouldn't unlock. He tried the passenger door and it wouldn't unlock. He couldn't figure out what was wrong and was getting a bit pissed. He picked up a rock and was about to break into the Jeep when a girl said to him "Why are you breaking into my Jeep?" Joe said "I'm not, I'm breaking into my Jeep!" Then he noticed the license plate and it wasn't his. His Jeep, that looked identical, was parked a little ways away. Well Joe and the girl had a laugh over it.</p>
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<p>It was sad day for all who knew him back in the summer of 2009 when Joe died suddenly in his late 30s. He has been missed by his running friends a great deal since his untimely passing.</p>
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<p>When I got the invite to the event, the plan was that everyone who knew Joe would go out and do some kind of exercise to honor Joe's 40th birthday. Different friends were doing different things, like a 40 mile bike ride, a group of friends getting together to run a total of 40 miles, etc. I decided that I would take part in the event.</p>
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<p>Make no mistake, there was no way I could run a 40 mile run. So I decided I would run at least 4.0 miles for Joe. I decided I would do this run on the Merrimack River Trail.</p>
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<p>Normally, I stop running on the trail around October 1st. Once the leaves start falling I usually stop running the trail because I am a klutz and tend to trip over the roots and stones. Of course once the leaves start falling, that problem is magnified because I can't see the roots and rocks. One of the last time I spoke to Joe it was after I took a nasty spill on the Merrimack River Trail. On that occasion, it was my own stupidity, I wasn't watching what I was doing, I had a woman on the brain. When Joe heard the story, he told me "Hey, when you trail run, it's not IF you're going to fall, it's WHEN!" Joe absolutely loved trail running, so I figured I had to do this run on the Merrimack River Trail.</p>
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<p>So today I went up to the trail. I put on my bug-dope, stretched and got ready to run. I looked up and said "Joe, come along for the run." It was kind of odd, but at that moment, it was very calm out, yet a breeze came up right near the entrance to the trail. It was a circular breeze like you'd see cause a "dust-devil". Maybe it was him saying "Let's go!"</p>
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<p>As I expected, the trail was covered with leaves, and I had to be very cautious. Originally I only planned on going 2 miles out, then turning around and coming back. But something kept pushing me on, and pushing me on. I went to 3 miles out, and a part of me wanted to go to the 4.0 mark and turn back. I started towards the 4 mile marker, but then thought better of it. To get to the 4 mile marker would have meant running a section of trail that I hadn't run in a long time, and with the leaves down the trail would be iffy at best. Reluctantly I turned around at 3.17 miles.</p>
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<p>I thought about Joe the whole time I was out there. There were a couple of moments out there that those who knew Joe would love. First, there was a muddy section right before mile 3. On the way out I tried to avoid it. On the way back I said "VTFU" and went right through it. In the last full mile, I looked at the watch and saw I was at 5.89 miles in 8:50. I said "Push me Joe, let's break 10:00". I found a bit of a burst, and ended up at a 9:48 for mile 6. </p>
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<p>Once I finished the run, I pointed skyward and said "That's for you Joe. We all miss ya." </p>
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<p>I hope Joe is proud of what I did today. I know he wouldn't have been impressed with the pace, but I think he would have enjoyed it anyway.</p>
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<p>Happy 40th Birthday Joe. I hope you enjoyed the Merrimack River Trail.</p>
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<p>This video is a few years old, and I didn't go as far out as these pics do, but here's a slideshow of some pics I took in 2007 to show some of the Merrimack River Trail. <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Awn1fe9HFxA" target="_blank">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Awn1fe9HFxA</a></p>