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    The Hamilton version of Heartbreak Hill. Where the Grim REaper waits

    My purple shoed friend had to leave work early today.  She is a co-op student who decided to accept a co-op term with my employer.  I kind of feel like a surrogate mother.  I keep telling her that it will all be ok.  And that it really was a good idea to sign up for her very first Around the Bay Road Race.

    In any case, I was first introduced to her when a fellow co-worker over heard me bemoaning the fact that I couldn’t find anyone to talk to about 24.  As it turns out, she also watches 24.  But we really hit it off, when she told me she runs.

    The Hamilton version of Heartbreak Hill.  Where the Grim REaper waits
    The Hamilton version of Heartbreak Hill. Where the Grim REaper waits

    Except, as I often raz her, she runs on a treadmill. 

    “Bet the scenery is great on your treadmill,” I tease her.  “Now you know what it feels like to be a rabbit on a treadmill.”

    Or her personal favourite, “Are you part hamster?”

    I am trying to convince her to run outside in the real running world.  But soon after we met, she has been plagued by an ongoing thigh injury.

    Despite what I previously said about self diagnosis, diagnosing other runners is fair game.  So I offered her my opinion.

    “Has it hurt for more than two days?” I asked with a serious doctor face.  “Cuz you know, I read somewhere, probably in this really great magazine called iRun Canada, that if something hurts for more than two days, you really need to see a doctor.”

    So after much whining and carrying on, mostly on my part, I convinced my purple shoed friend to go and see a sports injury expert. 

    One of the mile markers in the upcoming Around the Bay Road Race
    One of the mile markers in the upcoming Around the Bay Road Race

    She went to see him tonight.  I told her it would be ok.  That with Around the Bay so close,  Dr. Levy would let her run in her very first Bay.

    I can’t wait to see her cross the finish line.  I will be waiting in the wings, with my camera in hand.  Snapping pictures like any proud surrogate mother would.

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    A runner for almost two years, Terry recently had the mildly traumatic experience of trying to find a flattering pair of running pants (“Isn’t running about pushing personal boundaries and just getting out there and moving? Except when you don’t look in the least bit like Paula Radcliffe.”). But although she may have been a bit embarrassed by “helpful handsome guy” at the store, she keeps a great perspective through her running experiences. Pushing through a number of injuries early in her running career, she got right back to training for her next race. “The feeling of elation when I crossed the finish line is unimaginable,” says Terry. Sounds like she’s hooked for good!