We are starting a feature every month to hear from the Waverley Harriers and see what motivates them with regards to running , to kick this off what better person than our very own chairman, Steve Rogers. We want to hear from you as well so if you want to be part of this please email Jon Lawrence, Lawrence.email@example.com. so that we can incorporate this as a regular feature.
1. When did running begin for you?
It all started on the athletics track at junior school. I didn’t really care for the early morning cross-country runs at school but did enjoy athletics and team competitions during the summer months. On leaving school I took a (20 year!) sabbatical from running but am so glad I re-started later in life where I have learnt to appreciate the most bracing of winter club runs.
2. Why do you run? Running is so accessible – shoes & kit on and off you go. With so much beautiful countryside on our doorstep in the Surrey hills it’s a great way to get away from it all.
3. What race or moment in your running career holds the most significance and why? Has to be the first marathon, which was London 2008. You never believe that you could do such a thing until you get over the finish line, and I felt like a king the week afterwards.
4. Who is your running inspiration? As a boy I was inspired by the trials and tribulations of the very real, but sadly fictional, Alf Tupper. A bit later I became entranced by Seb Coe and Steve Ovett with their great track rivalry.
5. What event, past or present, would you like to take part in and why? I’ll have a ring-side seat at the finish of the 1908 London Olympic Marathon please? After (allegedly) quaffing some wine handed to him by his coach in the later stages of the race, Dorando Pietri heroically – and controversially – staggered to the finish line in first place.
6. What golden piece of advice would you give to other runners?
Sounds so obvious, but always look where you’re going! The body isn’t designed to fall over… and it hurts.
7. What’s next? Not much – I like to spend the summer months plodding and resting, hoping that my legs and feet will one day grant me some forgiveness.