Pink tutu + magnificent mustache + highway patrolman = 15K
insanely steep hill we’d just climbed. The pace was fast for me, but I was keeping up, and that felt
good. Golden sunlight streaming through the trees formed a green and amber canopy over the rocky
trail. The air was cool and crisp against my skin, and the finish line was less than a mile away.
I’ve never felt so alive as I did at that moment Sunday, flying down that hill, following those orange
shoes, headed toward the finish line.
Pro Outdoor Festival’s Dogwood Canyon Trail Runs. Last year, with my heart pounding and lungs
heaving, I struggled up and down those steep and rocky hills, stopping several times along the way for
much-needed rest breaks. This year, my feet were light, and my legs were strong. We didn’t stop once.
And it’s all because of a pink tutu, a magnificent mustache and a highway patrolman.
Idiots Running Club members, some in pink breast cancer awareness shirts and some wearing the famous bright yellow were seen all over the trails at Dogwood Canyon Sunday, Oct. 20. |
This photo of David, taken at Dogwood Canyon a few years ago, gives a glimpse of the beauty of the trails and creek crossings, but doesn’t come close to showing how steep the hills are over there. |
April and Jon Wilson ran the 25K |
PrsFit Coach Jeff Kline |
Kline of PrsFit, who designed a training program specifically for me – a
struggling, constantly injured, often-whiney, wanna-be runner. His
encouragement and knowledge have proved invaluable over the past
year. Running is very hard. It’s hard for everyone – even the gifted runners
like David. I’ve started fitness programs many, many times before and
always quit when things got uncomfortable. I probably would’ve quit
running too if it hadn’t been for the support and help I got from the Idiots
Running Club and PrsFit. Without those brilliant and dedicated “Idiots”
and Coach Jeff, I’m not sure I would have made it through the pain
required to reap the benefits of running.
focusing on those orange shoes flying in front of me, I couldn’t help but gush, “This is it, Jenny. This is
why we got up all those mornings to run. This is what all the training is for!”
muscle, every heaving breath.
As we were running our 15K, the shortest distance offered at Dogwood Canyon, I thought about several other Ozark County IRC runners who were out on the same trails that morning. The fastest was Charley Hogue, a Missouri State Highway Patrol sergeant. A four-time winner of the White River Marathon in Cotter, Ark., Hogue is the first “real” runner I ever talked to about running. I was about 60 pounds overweight at the time, I’d just quit smoking and I got out of breath simply walking across my yard. It was the Fourth of July, and we were at a barbecue at my sister’s house. Charley was hungry that evening because he had run some huge distance that morning. I was amazed at how far he had run and said, “Wow, I wish I could run, but I’ve never been able to, even when I was young. I just can’t do it.”
The famous Charley Hogue |
you can do it if you want to.”
How powerful those words turned out to be: You can do it.
yelled “Go, IRC!” as he flew past Jenny and me like we were standing
still. He went on to take first in his age group, placing third overall out
of 325 runners in the 25K distance. His mother, Evelina Hogue, took
second in the age 55-59 female division of the 15K. On Nov. 3, they’ll
both be at Bass Pro in Springfield, where Charley will run the full
marathon and Evelina will take on the half.
husband Tim
would finish
long before Jenny and I did, and I couldn’t
wait to hear how he did. Sure enough, he was
waiting for us as we crossed the finish line.
He had already changed out of his sweaty
clothes, so I knew he’d had a good run. He
finished 40 minutes faster than he did last
year! I wound up finishing 21 minutes faster,
and Jenny was also faster than last year. We
all shared a big group hug to celebrate.
place in the age 30-34 female division of the
15K. She often runs with her friend Mindy
Pippin, who was taking on her longest race
ever, the 25K. Mindy’s husband, Billy, was
also running the 25K for the first time and
came in a few minutes behind his wife. “I’m already thinking about next year,” Billy said later.
now that it’s over, I’m thinking … maybe next year …
thought that a pink tutu, a magnificent mustache and a highway patrolman could make such a
difference in a chubby, middle-aged grandma’s life?