JFK Roundup

I made it to the start and the finish of the JFK this year and though it was bitter sweet, my presence reinforced the feelings I have about running and this race in particular.

Talk to the average person about running fifty miles and you may see a look in their face, a look that projects concern and suspicion that you may indeed require psychiatric assistance. On the surface it may appear an impossible task, one which congers up visions of suffering, pain and misery. Run the race and at some point you will certainly question you sanity.

So it was that for the first time since I started participating that I actually saw the last runners finish. If you have never seen the “Back of the Pack” runners finish a marathon or longer I would highly recommend it.

You will witness the triumph of the human spirit over physical discomfort, a smile on almost every exhausted face as they approach the finish. There will be some who with renewed energy will sprint to the finish, leaving you to wonder how they did that after fifty miles. Others will limp across the finish contorted with a severe lean (the announcer calls them out as leaners) smiling as they complete their mission.

As you finish you are greeted with a large Finishers Medal hung over your neck causing multiple emotions to erupt instantly. If you are lucky, friends and family will be on hand to share in your triumph, your pride and relief that it is now behind you. You are never the same after that finish because now you realize there is an inner strength which can overcome the impossible. Seeking this strength, this understanding is why I run ultras and how I am coping with Cancer.

There are also those who don't finish, some underestimating the demands, injured or unfortunately just having one of those days. Still they are to be commended and respected for facing a challenge most are content to leave to others.

I sit here in awe of the JFK runners, looking forward to attending next years start and finish as a participant.

Finally, John Kippen finished the race, having the honor of the first JFK runner with two different livers. His challenge was one immense proportions, he looked exhausted at the finish but you know what.......... he was smiling.

Well Done John

Mike