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<span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><b>1. Why do you run?</b></span></span><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">When I let my mind drift while running and suddenly it’s not the runner that moves but the world that spins beneath, then I know.</span></span><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">When I remember the times and ways in which I’ve told myself “I can’t”, and then remember that running was one of them, then I know.</span></span><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">When it is early morning and as I run all I hear is my breathing and the blood coursing through my veins, like waves on a beach… and I taste the salt on my lips, the salt of my inner ocean, then I know.</span></span><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">When it isn’t working and it’s not pleasant and I have 3 miles to go to get home and another runner catches my eye with a wave and a smile as if we share some secret, then I know.</span></span><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">When the northern lights crackle above me and the coyotes yammer up the ravine and it is 20 below and I’m alive, then I know.</span></span><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">When at the end of a race my mantra turns from “get it done” to “thank you”, then I know.</span></span><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">When I run on a stretch of bald-assed prairie, and there’s nowhere to hide, and I am at that intersection between sky and earth and I wonder if I’m flying, then I know.</span></span><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">I’ve written way too much about this one. Let’s just say that it allows me to come to terms with this body. I run because it is life-giving, life-sustaining and life-affirming. I run because I must. I run because I am a runner.</span></span><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><b>2. What is your greatest accomplishment?</b></span></span><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">When I’m dead and gone I hope that people will think that it was being a good partner and father. Done okay so far with a few missteps. I’m not sure that I’ll ever be able to judge my success or failure in this one, it’s in progress and I’m not sure that it will ever be complete.</span></span><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Being me comes second I guess.</span></span><br><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><b>3. What is your motto/theme song?</b></span></span><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">On my Road ID I have the inscription “Love is all there is”. It was a quick brainless set of keystrokes, but it comes pretty close to my motto.</span></span><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Another one that I have used this year as a personal mantra is by David Campbell: “Discipline is remembering what you want” . One that I do ponder is by Meister Eckhardt, that 13th century mystic: “If the only prayer you ever say in your entire life is thank you, it will be enough.”</span></span><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Theme song? Hands down…</span></span><br><br><i><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">It lives in the seed of a tree as it grows.</span></span></i><br><i><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span style="color:#000000;">You can hear it if you listen to the wind as it blows.</span></span></i><br><i><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span style="color:#000000;">It's there, in a river, as it flows to the sea.</span></span></i><br><i><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span style="color:#000000;">It's the sound in the soul of someone becoming free</span></span></i><br><br><i><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span style="color:#000000;">And it lives in the laughter of children at play,</span></span></i><br><i><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span style="color:#000000;">And in the blazing sun that gives light to the day.</span></span></i><br><i><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span style="color:#000000;">It moves the planets and stars up in the sky</span></span></i><br><i><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">It's been the mover of mountains since the beginning of time</span></span></i><br><br><i><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span style="color:#000000;">O Mystery, You are alive. I feel You all around.</span></span></i><br><i><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span style="color:#000000;">You are the fire in my heart, You are the holy sound</span></span></i><br><i><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span style="color:#000000;">You are all of life, it is to you that I sing,</span></span></i><br><i><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span style="color:#000000;">Grant that I might feel you, always, in everything.</span></span></i><br><br><i><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span style="color:#000000;">And it lives in the waves as they crash upon the beach,</span></span></i><br><i><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span style="color:#000000;">I've seen it in the gods that we have tried to reach.</span></span></i><br><i><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span style="color:#000000;">I feel it in the love that I know we need so much.</span></span></i><br><i><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span style="color:#000000;">I know it in your smile, my love, when our hearts touch.</span></span></i><br><br><i><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span style="color:#000000;">But when I listen deep inside, I feel it best of all</span></span></i><br><i><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span style="color:#000000;">Like a moon glowing white, and I listen to your call.</span></span></i><br><i><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span style="color:#000000;">And I know you will guide me,</span></span></i><br><i><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span style="color:#000000;">I feel like the tides rushing through the ocean</span></span></i><br><i><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span style="color:#000000;">of my heart that’s open wide.</span></span></i><br><br><i><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span style="color:#000000;">O Mystery, You are alive. I feel You all around.</span></span></i><br><i><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span style="color:#000000;">You are the fire in my heart, You are the holy sound</span></span></i><br><i><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span style="color:#000000;">You are all of life, it is to you that I sing,</span></span></i><br><i><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span style="color:#000000;">Grant that I might feel you, always, in everything.</span></span></i><br><br><span style="text-decoration:underline;"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Arial;">Mystery</span></span></span> <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Arial;">– Jeremy Geffen from The Paul Winter Consort’s “Missa Gaia” and when my wife sings it I get goosebumps.</span></span><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Arial;">Tied for second:</span></span><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://cockburnproject.net/songs&music/lots.html" target="_blank">Lord of the Starfields –</a></span></span><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Arial;">Bruce Cockburn “<i>Oh love that fires the stars keep me burning…”</i></span></span><br><br><span style="text-decoration:underline;"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Arial;">Stone And Sand And Sea And Sky</span></span></span> <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Arial;">– Rose Vaughan “<i>Open, open to the song, wind and sea have played so long…</i>”</span></span><br><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><b>4. How do you deal with bad runs?</b></span></span><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">I don’t let them get me down. I pick myself up and there’s always another chance tomorrow. And besides after a bad run I’ve caught myself envying people that I see out running…</span></span><br><br><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><b>5. Do you reward yourself for good runs? How?</b></span></span><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">A run is its own reward, although I do enjoy a good breakfast after my long runs. A good race, however… well that involves a beer or three.</span></span><br><br><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><b>6. Who do you admire most?</b></span></span><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">My wife, my sons, my parents, Liesel Fiand, David Thompson, Dorothy Day, Norman Bethune, Palestrina, Pauline Vanier, Paul Robeson, Boudica, Lester Pearson, Heather May, Thomas More, Johnny Cash, Stephen Lewis, Kelly (Smile33), Pelagius,</span></span><br><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><b>7. What is the greatest advice you have ever received?</b></span></span><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">If you’re going to sing… sing. More profound than it appears at first glance. It is all about being in the moment. (If you’re going to run… run.)</span></span><br><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><b>8. What do wish you had learned younger?</b></span></span><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Not to apologize for being me.</span></span><br><br><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><b>9. What do you wish you could do but can't?</b></span></span><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Conquer my fear of heights enough to do some serious hiking (scrambling) with exposure (i.e. scary cliffs)</span></span><br><br><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><b>10. How would your friends describe your personality?</b></span></span><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">I hope they see me as loyal, caring and interesting.</span></span><br><br><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><b>11. What do you wear running? favorite outfit?</b></span></span><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Whatever the heck I want to. Okay, to indulge the clothes geeks:</span></span><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Feet: Brooks Adrenalines for the last 5 years or so. Wright socks (thanks to Torque for the tip).</span></span><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Legs: Depends on the time of year. I have run in shorts at least one day a month for the last few years – it’s a quirky way to prove that Calgary has some bizarre weather. The shorts are either split sided or my stand-by of Nike black shorts. If it is cold I might add some Runderwear to the mix. In the winter I wear tights and if it is abysmally cold (below zero Fahrenheit) I’ll wear thermals as well.</span></span><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Upper body: Tech shirt – doesn’t matter what. If it is cold I have a micro-fibre fleece tech shirt. I have a high tech running jacket (again micro-fibre fleece) that I wear when it is particularly nippy.</span></span><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Hands – light gloves most of the time in winter, some heavier fleece mitts over top if it is very cold.</span></span><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Head – Brooks running hat, just like Meri’s. In winter, a neck warmer (loose) and a toque.</span></span><br><br><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><b>12. What has been your favorite race?</b></span></span><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">The Calgary Harvest Half Marathon. A bit of everything including street, trail, path, cross-country. Part of its route is in a provincial park, Fish Creek, and it is not uncommon to see deer in the meadow as you race past. It has flat terrain, a couple of steep hills and rolling bits as well. Just a lovely race. My PR of sub 1:38 was there last year. Here’s a shot of some of the terrain in the park:</span></span><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><img alt="" src="http://www.harvesthalfmarathon.com/pics/2007/6th.jpg" style="border:0px solid;"></span></span><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">It is a small race, only 300 or so participants, but it is a runner’s race organized by and for runners.</span></span><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">I’ve also loved captaining teams on the <a href="http://www.theatrecalgary.com/events/road_race/" target="_blank">Banff-Calgary Road Race</a>, and would love to have a PRT team in that or one of the other relays ( <a href="http://www.bjr.ca/" target="_blank">Banff Jasper relay – a killer of a race</a>, or the <a href="http://www.k-100relay.ca/" target="_blank">Kananaskis K-100</a> ).</span></span><br><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><b>13. Do you have a goal race right now?</b></span></span><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Not one in particular, but I am thinking of entering a fall 2008 marathon and working on a PR and perhaps a BQ. Looking at Victoria, Okanagan, Portland. I’ll be leading a running group that’s working towards the Calgary Police Half Marathon at the end of April. That’s a race that runs along one of Tigger’s favourite running routes, the Glenmore Reservoir in Calgary, with views of the mountains and the chance to maybe see some serious wildlife (bears, and not just Grizzlies).</span></span><br><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><b>14. What makes you happy?</b></span></span><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Symbol;">·</span></span> <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">My wife, my sons.</span></span><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Symbol;">·</span></span> <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Running, obviously!</span></span><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Symbol;">·</span></span> <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Being out doors, whether it be running, hiking, cross-country skiing. Breathing fresh air. The scent of forests, pine and spruce out here and oak and maple back east.</span></span><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Symbol;">·</span></span> <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Music. Singing, playing, listening to someone play. I often catch myself laughing when I hear a particularly well played phrase or a jazz (or bluegrass) improv that goes somewhere unexpected.</span></span><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Symbol;">·</span></span> <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Quiet.</span></span><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Symbol;">·</span></span> <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">The wind.</span></span><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Symbol;">·</span></span> <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">The ocean.</span></span><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Symbol;">·</span></span> <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">When the clouds are outlined in burning gold at sunset, and a particular shade of blue in the sky at dusk. I call it the <a href="http://www.artpassions.net/galleries/parrish/xmasmorn.jpg" target="_blank">“Maxfield Parish Blue”</a></span></span><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Symbol;">·</span></span> <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">When we get a good crop of squash and it hasn’t been hailed on or frosted out.</span></span><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Symbol;">·</span></span> <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Quiet conversation with good friends.</span></span><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Symbol;">·</span></span> <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Writing.</span></span><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Symbol;">·</span></span> <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Those moments when someone, usually my wife</span></span><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Symbol;">·</span></span> <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Finishes my sentences</span></span><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Symbol;">·</span></span> <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">And vice-versa, because we know each other.</span></span><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Symbol;">·</span></span> <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">A good book.</span></span><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Symbol;">·</span></span> <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Flying kites</span></span><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Symbol;">·</span></span> <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Being able to capture a moment with my camera. When it works, it’s a moment of wonder for me.</span></span><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Symbol;">·</span></span> <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Remembering Winnie The Poohdle, our pup and my running partner whom I miss terribly.</span></span><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Symbol;">·</span></span> <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Working on stained glass.</span></span><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Symbol;">·</span></span> <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Silliness.</span></span><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Symbol;">·</span></span> <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Babies.</span></span><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Symbol;">·</span></span> <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Bulleted lists.</span></span><br><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><b>15. Tell us one interesting thing about you that you haven't said (at least not often) on this forum in the past.</b></span></span><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">I worked in the 1976 Olympics in a job that sounds so bizarre in our information age that my kids don’t believe that it could have existed. I went to all of the press sites at the various venues and brought back copy to a main message distribution centre where it was teletyped to the various press agencies, or transmitted painstakingly by facsimile. Fax machines (a spinning drum) took several minutes to transmit one page.</span></span><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">I got a similar coloured pass to the one that the press got and was allowed access to all the press boxes. In off hours we’d spend our time at the games. I saw Nadia Comenici and her “10” performances, watched most of the athletics, saw the opening and closing ceremonies, met Howard “outta my way there” Cossell, cheered on the marathon finishers, saw the closing ceremonies.</span></span><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><b>16. Tell us one interesting thing about another user of this forum that has not been posted (at least not often) on this forum in the past (make sure the other person will not object to posting the info!).</b></span></span><br><br><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Torque is the real deal. What you read, what you see is what you get. He’s one great guy with a wonderful family.</span></span>