Last Saturday, November 15, 2008, I ran the first ten miles of the Richmond Marathon in 80 minutes and then I started to die. I had gone out way to fast.  I held on through the half-way mark, crossed the Lee Bridge and headed for Main Street.  I knew my wife and daughter’s family (three grandchildren) would be cheering me on at Main and Lombardy.  I got there in one piece looking as good as possible to enjoy their support and make them proud.  My pace had dropped from 8 minute miles to close to ten minute miles – ugh!  Honestly I was dead tired physically and loosing my focus mentally.  After a quick kiss and hugs I ran, or jogged, down Main Street toward the 18 mile water station. 

Just past the water stop I gave in mentally and started to walk.  I called my wife on my cell phone to tell her the bad news – she listened and told me she loved me.  I hung up and walked. Now it was a fast and determined walk - there was no thought of quitting.  I had my head down when I heard a guy yell, “Beard.”  He started to chant, “Beard.  Beard.  Beard…”  Another guy joined him and then a whole crowd was yelling encouragement, “Beard.  Beard.  Beard.” It seemed like suddenly the entire block on Main Street was chanting, “BEARD,” and so what could I do? I threw my arms up into the air, smiled, and started to run.  The crowd cheered wildly.  Little did they know I would not walk again on my way to a 3:59:03 finishing time?  Richmond is the “Friendliest Marathon.”  THANKS!!!!

Tim Stanley
Principal, Freedom Hill ES

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