Dream on hold

Mom and kids in Portugal 1976

Costa da Caparica, 1976: My mom with my brother and I (in the green). That fall, I would begin my running career.
(Duarte family archives)

My mom passed away this morning.

Needless to say it would be an understatement to proclaim it as bad timing, when I’m less than a week away from fulfilling my life event of running the ING NYC Marathon, but there’s never a good time for a loved one to pass away. Especially your mom.

I’d like to think that running the race would be what she would have wanted me to do, but I know that’s not true. She’d want me to be with my family at a time like this and that’s what I have to do in respecting her.

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A group of solitary runners


A Running Room Run Club photo with company founder John Stanton in blue in the centre.
(photo courtesy of John Stanton Facebook)

Just finished my last long“ish” run prior to the NYC Marathon, with a great group from The Running Room.

I think they’re all more excited about my race than I am.

They’re sort of in between clinics, having come off their graduation race last week – the Scotiabank Toronto Waterfront Marathon, where they did the half-marathon – before their clinics start up again the week after NYC.

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The Home Stretch

NYC-entrant-cardSo here I am, a week away from a life event that has been 37-plus years in development – running the New York City Marathon (NYC Marathon).

Some background: I started distance running in the summer of 1976 – the Olympics were being staged in Montreal (my country of residence); I was in Portugal (my country of birth) on summer vacation; Portuguese runner Carlos Lopes was pushing the pace in the 10,000 metres; American Bill Rodgers was running near the front of the marathon; and, I became inspired.

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