HunterNW
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Almost sounds like my dad. He ran the comrades 12 or 15 times. Best was 64th. Always took a handkerchief with him. (If the need to poo arises). Neither me or my boet felt the urge to run. One day he went for a jog and my boet accompanied him on his bicycle. Next thing he fells down. Massive heart attack.My dad always talked up how he ran the Comrades in canvas tennis shoes and cash in his pocket to pay for cool drinks along the way. He finished in 69th position.
The story convinced my brother to run the Comrades 10 times. Both their ashes were spread on Polly Shorts and they have plagues on the memorial wall. My brother was the fittest guy I knew having also done a dozen Ironmans. He died of a heart attack on a bicycle in the Eucalyptus forests of Dwellingup Australia.
RIP, This was his favourite and appropriate for these two runners as well:
This was the fittest man i knew. Didn't drink, smoked, all healthy living and exercise.
Now i'm the opposite. One year to go then i'm the same age as when he left this earth.