Fort Worth Runners News

FWRC Post Cowtown Party 2011

Club members and friends gathered on Tuesday, March 1st, at the Cowtown office for the Fort Worth Runners Club Post Cowtown party. Lots of mingling, food, drinks and stories led the way for the annual club presentation of awards. A few individuals, through great personal improvement, great race times, dedicated club attendance and more, were recognized by the club.

Here are a few of those individuals:

Daisy Martinez - Most improved female runner

John Ross - Most improved male runner

Jose Loyola - Male runner of the year

Maria Martinez - Female runner of the year

Andrien Wang (left), Volunteer of the Year and Roberto his trusty make-a-wish sidekick

Thanks and see you next year! -FWRC

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The Runner’s Soul

By Lorri Allen

I may not run with a group in Atlanta yet, but I run with people every Saturday morning. The five-mile loop around beautiful Stone Mountain gets crowded early, and the joggers/walkers/dogs/cyclists are as interesting to behold as the birds, carvings and flowers.

So today, in an effort to avoid a human traffic jam, I jumped off the sidewalk and ran on the ground near the mountain side of the trail. It was a mistake. I tripped over a tree root and crash… bam… in slow motion I thought, “I can’t avoid this fall.” And I tumbled, rolled and stopped.

“Are you OK?” two women asked in unison.

“Fine,” I smiled, knowing they wanted to be on their way. But I wanted to cry, “No! Come help me up!” If I were with the Running Family, someone would’ve offered a hand and lots would’ve offered advice. But alone and missing Texas, I knew the quicker I rose, the better I’d be. I had dirt from shoulder to ankle on one side and blood trickling off my elbow and knee. I was unaware of it, though, until the next woman I passed asked, “Did you fall?”

I smiled again, “I wrestled a big bear.” She was past me then, but I imagined she smiled, too.

A worry was that my husband, who was walking the loop in the opposite direction, would come upon me before I could wash up. He gets crazy when I am clumsy and threatens to make me quit running. But I finished the loop and found a restroom to wash the evidence away before I encountered him. He didn’t even notice anything amiss. I ran another loop, a little slower than usual, starting to feel the damage.

I’m scraped, a little swollen, and I’ll probably be sore tomorrow. But you know, I’ve had worse falls and worse abrasions. As a runner it’s not if, it’s when you will fall, and it’s not how many times you fall, but how many times you run again.

And aren’t falls like life? They offer many lessons: We need to be a little more careful when we get off the regular path. And perhaps when someone offers help, we can be quicker to accept. It might be smarter to run with friends. And husbands will be less anxious to threaten if they see no scary evidence to make them worry. But the biggest lesson of all… we will fall sometime--whether it’s a breakup, job loss, car crash or illness--but will we get back up on the trail and keep going?