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Welcome to the 'background information of plamb, Time-to-Run's second project member.  

I was always the slowest kid in any sport or game. Not that I cared, just that I was. I remember hitting the baseball to center field and being thrown out at first base. As I was running to first I recall the opponent's coach saying, "I've never seen a boy run so slow." I was in the third grade and that was 38 years ago. But I remember too well.

I started running for exercise when I was in the Air Force. I was stationed at Bolling AFB, Washington D.C. and was a member of the U.S. Air Force Presidential Honor Guard; I could ill-afford to gain too much weight, yet that is exactly what I was doing. A very good friend took me to buy my first running shoes (the old Nike waffle trainers), and we were off. We ran three miles, three to four days a week. Soon I lost the weight, gained a sense of well-being, and fell in love with running.

Over time, I became a runner.

In 1995, I ran the White Rock marathon with Leukemia Society's Team-in-Training program. In 1998, I stopped running. Blame it on responsibilities, or the newest fad in dieting (look mom, no exercise required), or whatever; I simply stopped. And running's lure faded.

The voice of the runner I once was is screaming at the man I have become, urging me to pull myself together.

The task seems daunting, but to this call, I now pursue.






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