When I was just a boy, my dad used to take me and my older brother and sister to a quiet, rolling, long stretch of road -- less travelled, free of traffic and on the outskirts of town -- where he would time each of us running for about a quarter of a mile or so, an exceptionally long distance for me at the time.
I liked that indoctrination to such a challenging sport, that introduction to the concept of pounding the pavement one small step at a time, running as fast as I could go for as long as I could last. I liked it so much that I'm still running today. In fact, on April 19, 2010, I'll be running my seventh Boston Marathon for charity, this time around for Christopher's Haven, a home away from home for children being treated for cancer at MassGeneral Hospital for Children.
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