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Day 1 of 8 – 7.75 Miles In Fort Dodge, Iowa (My Hometown!)

Megabus Part Deux is officially underway. There was no better way to start my 2013 trip than by going home to Fort Dodge, Iowa, to run the city where I spent 16 or so years of my life. We’re all proud of our hometowns, and I am no different. I would select no other place besides Fort Dodge to have grown up. It’s where the young gent below turned into a semi-mature young adult.

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So a little bit about Fort Dodge.

Population – A little more than 25,000

Home of the Fort Dodge Dodgers and St. Edmond Gaels

Fort Dodge traces its beginnings to 1850 when soldiers from the United States Army erected a fort at the junction of the Des Moines River and Lizard Creek. It was named after Henry Dodge, a U.S. senator from Wisconsin.

The major industries of Fort Dodge are gypsum and limestone mining, drywall manufacturing, trucking, the manufacture of veterinary pharmaceuticals and vaccines. Gypsum rock is processed into drywall and plaster products at several Fort Dodge manufacturing facilities. Drywall was patented by a Fort Dodge resident, and the gypsum used to create the Cardiff Giant hoax of the late 19th century was mined at Fort Dodge.

Fort Dodge is the home major national trucking companies Decker & SMX. I’ve seen these trucks driven all over this great country. Give em a honk next time you see them. Friendly folks on board.

The Fort Museum has a replica of the Cardiff Giant, which was a fossilized giant humanoid “discovered” at Cardiff, New York. The Cardiff Giant was later proved to be a hoax, sculpted from gypsum mined at Fort Dodge.

Fort Dodge has been the location of Iowa High School Athletic Association championship events. Currently, the cross country championships are held at John F. Kennedy Park north of the town. Fort Dodge also hosts the Iowa girls’ softball championship tournament at Harlan Rogers Park.

Famous Fort Dodgers

  • Nick Collison, professional basketball player for the Oklahoma City Thunder
  • Karl King, conductor of Barnum & Bailey’s Favorite
  • Lisa Koll, Olympian and NCAA record holder in 10,000 meters

Today’s run started at the Fort Dodge Senior High School, where I met up with my friend Blake Utley. More about Blake later. I was surprised to find that one of my favorite coaches, Rod Riessen, made the trip over to say hi. Coach Riessen was one of my football coaches/P.E. teaches in high school. I learned two very important lessons from Coach Riessen or “Riess” as we called him. 1) I learned what happens when you assume things (I think you all probably know the play on words), and 2) Never underestimate the value of an Australian push-up. I will also never forget the day of my first varsity football practice. We were doing drills with Coach Riess and I landed awkwardly on my hand. I was shocked to find out that my pinky finger was lodged in a 90-degree angle. I went to Coach Riess and stated, “Coach, I think I broke my f&*#* finger.” He agreed.

So I learned two very ironic things about Coach Riessen today that provided for some serious motivation during the run. 1) Coach, and fellow students at the University of Northern Iowa, had been a part of a Phi Delta Theta interest group when he was at school. While it didn’t work out, and they ended up joining SAE (I won’t hold that against him), it was purely ironic as I spent two years as the Director of Expansion for Phi Delta Theta, starting chapters across the country. 2) Coach Riessen lost his brother Rex to Lou Gehrig’s disease four years ago. I had no idea. He told us a very neat story about his brother was living in Indianapolis and Indianapolis Colt, Dallas Clark (fellow Iowan and relative of another PE teacher at FDSH) was extremely generous to the Riessen family as Rex fought his battle.

Coach Riessen, it was truly a pleasure to see you today.

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While at the high school, I took my first donor picture in front of our sign. A big thanks to my cousin Amanda (Good) Buelcher for her donation. Amanda grew up around the corner from us, but her family ended up moving to the Seattle-area. It’s been years since I’ve seen her, but I look forward to when our paths cross once again.

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From the high school, Blake and I ran to Dodger Stadium. I spent many days at the stadium, playing football and baseball and running track. It’s truly a gem of a high school stadium. We’re proud of our ivy-covered wall at the baseball stadium, and as a right-handed pull-hitter, I enjoyed the very short left-field fence! Here I thanked my fellow Dodgers Brad & Lindsay Klein, two of my best high school buds who ended up getting married. Brad & Lindsay live in Minneapolis with their adorable son Aiden. I’m lucky to see them fairly often in the fall at Iowa State football games.

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I went rummaging through the archives at mom & dad’s house and found an awesome picture of Brad and I with another great friend Ben Carse. Classic. I think we were mimicking my dad’s clothes, which surprisingly enough are pretty hip now!

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I also found one of my favorite pictures from my baseball days. I’m the guy in the shin guards.

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From Dodger Stadium, we headed towards Fair Oaks Middle School where I spent time as a 5th and 6th grader. On the way, we stopped by Josh Mason’s chiropractic practice and CrossFit facility. We were able to say hi to Josh and peek in to see a group of people getting ready to start their CrossFit workout. I gave an across-the-room shout to another one of my favorite coaches growing up, Coach Timmerman. Great seeing you coach, wish we could have chatted for a few minutes.

At Fair Oaks, I thanked a schoolmate of my mine, Nicole Beck, now Nicole Ahrens. If my memory serves me right, I think Nicole and I were on the same team in both 5th and 6th grade. She’s awesome, and Blake mentioned that she is now teaching in the FD school district. Thanks so much for your donation Nicole!

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The next stop was one of my Runner’s Choice stops, the Blanden Art Museum. The Blanden Memorial Art Museum, the first public museum of art in the state of Iowa. It is renowned as one of the finest small museums in the nation for its extensive permanent collection as well as popular touring exhibits. Here I thanked my wonderful sister and brother-in-law, Anne & Don Davidson. My sister is one of my rocks, and I’m one lucky brother. Anne and Don live in Omaha with their sons Will and Graham. I’m lucky to be able to see them more now living in Iowa. Anne was smart to purchase a Runner’s Choice in each city, so she’ll be getting many a shout-out during this trip.

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From Blanden, we ran to the next Runner’s Choice, one of the finest establishments in town, in which I will never admit to entering. Welcome to the Top Hat Lounge. Let’s just say that the Top Hat is a place where you can get a drink and watch a dance at the same time. I’m not talking about the March Madness Big Dance either. Here, I thanked Roger Griffith, who I consider my second father. I mistakenly added his very innocent wife Paula on the sign before realizing that it probably wasn’t the best of ideas to thank Paula, who I consider my second mother at the local strip club. Paula and Roger are the parents of my best friend Travis. I probably spent just as much time at the Griffiths growing up as I did at my own home. Come to think of it, I probably owe the Griffiths a gift card from Hy-Vee for a couple thousand dollars. Paula & Roger, thanks for your donation, and Roger, shame on you for not telling me that the Top Hat is a strip club ;) You’ll be happy to know that your donation will be going to the cause and was not turned into twenty-five one-dollar bills. Ok, I’m moving on before I get into trouble.

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Following our stop at the Top Hat, I felt that it was necessary to run to my church, First United Methodist. It wasn’t a planned stop, nor did I thank any donor, I just needed to cleanse my soul. Having said that, I don’t think I ever truly appreciate the architecture of the church until today.

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From First Methodist, we ran to Phillips Middle School, where I spent my 7th and 8th grade years. Blake filled me in that both Fair Oaks and Phillips will only have one more year as middle schools. The schools are being consolidated and will live in a brand new building in town. We were able to drive by the building later in the day. It’s awesome!

Here I thanked one of my ridiculous partners-in-crime, Mindy Christensen. Mindy is one of my great friends and one of a few people who truly gets my randomness. I was able to stay with Mindy & Marshall in Chicago last year when I went through Chicago. Despite almost breaking a bone falling town her icy steps, we had a blast in Chicago. She and Marshall have since moved to San Francisco, one of my favorite cities in the world. I think a trip may need to be in the works.

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I also found this etched into the building. I enjoyed it.

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In true fashion, I have to embarrass Mindy a bit. I was able to find one of my favorite pictures of the two of us from middle school. Another classic!

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From Phillips, we ran to EXPO pool, where I spent my summers as the resident pool boy. Oh the memories here. Here are a few of my favorite memories:

1) One day I was changing the hydrochloric acid pump at the pool (not sure how anybody ever trusted me to do this) and it exploded on me. No joke. Some of the acid got on my face and neck. I panicked, stripped down to my skibs, came out of the back shed and jumped in the pool to rinse off. Little did I know that swimming lessons were going on and I was stuck in the deep end 95% naked.

2) Prior to the pool opening one summer, I was in the pool (with no water) sanding down some of the sharp edges. A work crew was also there working on the pool and had this crazy Rottweiler with them. Well the crew decided to leave for lunch and left Cujo who paced the pool barking at me the entire time. I was stuck in an empty pool getting fried by the sun. Every time I’d try to get out an run to safety, the dog would terrorize me. I ended up staying in the pool until the crew came back. Let’s just say that I left the pool that day with a killer tan.

3) The infamous pool-draining incident of 1999. Yep, I accidentally drained the pool. That is all.

At EXPO, we met Ryan Takatsuka, my second running buddy for the day. More about Ryan later. Ryan decided that we need to jump the fence to get my donor picture. So we did. Here I thanked Mindy again, as Mindy was a lifeguard at the pool.

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From EXPO, we ran to Feelhaver Elementary School, where I spent my elementary days. Here I thanked my sister and brother-in-law again.

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The night before, I located one of my favorite pictures of my sister and me on a family vacation in Saugatuck, Michigan.

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From Feelhaver, we stopped at my house, 1718 North 14th Street. It was so great to see the old place. The family was home, so we inconspicuously took the pic, where I thanked my immediate family.

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There aren’t enough words to state how important my parents and sister are to me. My parents watch Cal every Friday which is awesome. I know that their positive influence will wear off nicely on Cal. My parents are my role models, and I am one lucky guy.

I had to find a classic pic of the fam. Mom doesn’t like her hair, but hey, it wouldn’t be a classic pic without a few bad hairstyles.

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From my house, we made the long trek to Harlan Rogers Sports complex, our final desintation. The complex is a source of pride for us Fort Dodgers. Each year, the Iowa State Softball Tournament is held here. I used to work at Harlan Rogers doing concessions, parking and even umping a few games. One of the neatest things about Harlan is that it has little league fields that are replicas of Wrigley Field, Fenway Park and Yankees Stadium. Pretty cool.

Here, I thanked my mother-in-law Julie and her husband Rob. Rob and Julie are awesome. They live on a farm in a house on a hill in Madison County, Iowa. One of the Bridges of Madison County is just miles away. I always love visiting them. So get this, there is a neat tie-in at Harlan Rogers. My wonderful wife Tillie was born a day after Julie and Tillie’s dad Tim were at Harlan Rogers at one of Tim’s games. At Harlan, Julie was told to go home by her nurse. Sure enough, Tillie was born soon thereafter.

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So a huge thanks goes out to Blake Utley, one of my running buddies today. Blake is one year younger than I am, but we played sports together all through high school, mostly because he is an awesome athlete and played with us older folk. I want to brag a bit about Blake here. Blake teaches at the high school and is a coach for the baseball team. Blake created a class that turns high school students into half-marathoners. He teaches them how to train properly, coaches the mental aspect of running and trains with them in preparation for their first half-marathon. Over the last three years, 130+ student at the high school have accomplished a half marathon. I think this is truly remarkable. Talk about a value-added class! I’m biased, but I truly believe in the many lessons that can be learned through running, and Blake is teaching that to our youth. Well done Blake!

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We snapped a quick picture at Harlan. Two-thirds of the 1999 FDSH line-backing core right in front of you. Believe it or not.

My other running buddy for the day was classmate and great friend Ryan Takatsuka. The Takatsukas are FD legends. Ryan’s parents Deb and Alan just finished up 30+ years of teaching at FDSH. If you ask any Dodger, I’d predict that 75%+ would name either Deb or Big Al as their favorite teacher. I spent many days/nights at the Takatsukas hanging with Ryan and his twin brother Kai. Big Al may not remember this, but I will never forget a conversation with him during my senior year of high school. He called me into his classroom after school and had a very real conversation with me, one that I needed to hear. While I won’t go into details here, I wanted him to know that it changed my world.

So here’s my chance to brag about Ryan. First of all, Ryan was a cheerleader at Northern Iowa. As a fellow short man, I have mad respect for this. Ryan is probably 5’8’’, but I always marveled at his ability to do the many cheerleading lifts. My shoulder would fall off. Secondly, Ryan is keeping the Takatsuka legacy alive at FDSH. He teaches in his mother’s classroom and uses his father’s desk. So great.

We snapped our picture at the Fort Museum in front of our famous Fort. Ryan asked if I thought it’d be tough to get inside for a picture. I laughed. My type of humor brother.

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No trip to Fort Dodge would be valid if I didn’t stop by the local favorite – Taco Tico. It has a cult following, and I’m a part of the cult. Here, I thanked Mindy one last time (she’s also a member of the cult) and devoured the Sancho platter with a side of crustos. Mmmm.

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I had an absolute blast visiting my hometown. The memory was a churning all day long, and I am damn proud to be a Fort Dodge Dodger.

Until next time, I gotta get the heck out of Dodge to catch my bus.


21 Answers To 21 Questions About My Upcoming Running Trip

QuestionsLast year, it was fun to answer a few questions prior to my trip and then look back on my answers at the end of the trip. So I’ve decided to do it again, with a few new questions.

Biggest Fear About The Trip

Last year, I was worried about how the weather might affect the bus schedule. This year, I’m not as worried about this as I’m traveling south. Hopefully, warmer weather and less risk ensues. I’d say my biggest fear this year is the mileage. I’m running more miles this year on far less training. The combination of snow, a broken treadmill a few weeks back, and a child has slowed me down a bit over the last month.

Thing I’m Looking Most Forward To

My visit to three of the cities this year (Memphis, Oxford, Athens) will be new experiences to me. Last year, I had previously been to each of the eight cities. While exploring new places is always fun, I always get most excited about seeing friends and spending time with them. I’ll be seeing quite a few people who I have not seen in years.

Biggest Thing I Learned Last Year

Simple. I don’t need as much stuff. Luckily I documented last year’s packing list and was able to cut it down quite a bit. I packed my bag tonight and everything fit easily.

City I’m Most Excited About

There are two cities that stand out in my eyes this year. First of all, I can’t wait to go back to my hometown. Although I now live only an hour away, I haven’t been to Fort Dodge in more than seven years. When I was in Cincy, Tillie and I would travel back to either Ames or Omaha for the holidays. I can’t wait to reflect on great memories, run by many places that helped shape my life and see how the city has changed. We all have pride in our hometown, and I’m damn proud of Fort Dodge. The other city that stands out is Oxford, Mississippi. I’ve traveled to close to 100 colleges and universities over the last eight years, but I’ve never been to Ole Miss. From what everyone says, Ole Miss and Oxford can’t be beat. The quintessential college town.

My Prediction For Best Landmark Picture

I think the best my be the last – The Iron Horse Statue. It stands in a random field outside of Athens, Georgia. It is the reason for 11+ miles on my last day, but it will be very symbolic to the run.

Miles From Start To Finish

1,539

Dollars Spent To Get To Athens, GA

$10.50 – No joke. I have two options for each of the five bus routes that I will take. I purchased all tickets for $1 from Megabus, as I was one of the first three tickets on each route. They charge $.50 to process the order.

Dollars Spent to Get Home

$130 one-way flight. My flight home is 13 times more costly than the front-end of my trip. Pretty crazy.

Longest Run

Athens – 11.2 miles

Shortest Run

Oxford – 5.4 miles

Predicted Miles Running

63.1

Longest Bus Trip

Chicago – Memphis – 9 hours

Shortest Bus Trip

Because I’m visiting Oxford, MS and there is no Megabus from Memphis to Oxford or from Oxford to Birmingham, I only actually have four Megabus rides. I think I’ll also be in a car from Atlanta to Athens, but I’m not sure yet. With that being said, the shortest bus trip is from Birmingham to Atlanta which is 2:55 minutes.

Worst Bus Schedule

My trip from Nashville to Memphis is overnight. I leave Nashville at 1:40am and get into Memphis at 6:00am. Should be interesting.

Meal I’m Looking Forward To The Most

BBQ in Memphis

Shout Out To The Individual Who Has Helped Me The Most Prior To The Trip

Ben Boden – Memphis. Memphis is a unique stop because I get in at 6am and have to get down to Oxford via car. Ben has been very hospitable offering to pick me up that morning, let me crash for a few hours at his place, drop me off at my starting point, run a bit with me and get me Oxford that evening. I owe him.

Most Time Spent In One City

Atlanta – I get in on Thursday early evening and will be based there until I fly back on Sunday morning.

Least Time Spent In One City

Chicago – 14 hours

Biggest City

Chicago – 2.8 million people

Smallest City

Oxford, Mississippi – 19,000 people

What I’ll Do To Celebrate At The End

Spend a few days with my beautiful bride in Atlanta/Athens and then fly home to a smiling baby.


6.5 Miles In Little Rock, Arkansas With Clayton & Jessica Schuety

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I picked up running a little later in life, when I was about 19 or 20.  At the time, it was a way for me to combat the extra calories that seemed to come along with college life. My husband and I (who went along on this run with me and will be co-writing this post) were married after he graduated from Iowa State University, where he was a Phi Delt with Mr. Steve Good- hence the connection to this blog.

After graduation, Clayton commissioned into the Air Force and went right from college life to Pilot Training in the military.  I went from only living in Iowa my entire life to suddenly moving every 6 months to a year.  During this time, I found running was so much more.  It became my way to explore a new “home”.  It became a stress reliever when I had to say good bye to so many people, only to meet more people that I would eventually have to say good bye too as well.  And it became a way for my husband and I to stay connected when we didn’t have much time in the busy military life.  A quick 3mile run would be a great way to spend time together.  Here we are, 7.5 years later, two kids and a dog have joined us, and we still use running as a family activity.  In fact, when I heard about this project, that’s the first thing I thought, what a great way to get the family together and support a good cause.

We are now stationed in New Mexico, however we chose not to do our run here.  We spent the spring and summer bouncing from place to place in true military style, so we decided to go with Little Rock, AR.  We spent the summer here, and a few years back we spent a winter there as well.  We love Little Rock, and truthfully, it’s a little more exciting than were we currently call home.

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We started our run at the Big Damn Bridge.  This is a 1mile pedestrian bridge that connects Little Rock with North Little Rock in the river trail system.  This trail system is great and allows runners, bikers, and walkers a beautiful area to get outdoors.  This bridge was 4 miles from our apartment so it was easy to walk out the door and run down to the bridge and back for a daily run.  There was also a park along the way, which was a great stopping point to let the kids take a break from the jogging stroller and stretch!  Our plan was to start at this bridge and run to the downtown portion of the trail, making around 13 miles.  This would have been a great plan, if we weren’t running in the hottest summer ever in history (I added that fact, it’s probably completely false but it sure felt that way!).  It was already 95 degrees at 7AM and quickly getting hotter, so we ran the bridge and jumped in the car to drive to the downtown portion of our route.  But not before pausing to thank our first group of people, my military spouse friends.

As a military spouse, you hear the same things from everyone who is non-military.  One of the things that tops that list is “I don’t know how you do it”.  I’m not a huge fan of this statement, mostly because I don’t know how to respond.  I am not super human, I’m not an overly independent type of girl, and I love my husband just as much as anyone who is fortunate enough to spend every single night with their spouse.  It’s not always easy, but I also do not want sympathy from anyone because this is a life we chose.  This is a life that gives us a great deal of satisfaction, which makes the many sacrifices worth it.  So now I stick with the response that I have an amazing support system and I couldn’t do it without my many military spouse friends who have helped me along the way.  There is no one else who will truly understand this life other than those of us living it.  We get it.  We do not offer each other a pitty party, we do not give each other that “I feel sorry for you” look, we offer each other support.  We give each other a shoulder to lean on when we are having a bad day, we listen to each other when we need to vent.  We understand that there are things about this life we simply cannot talk about to other people for security reasons.  We don’t wait to be asked for help, we check in on each other during deployments and instead of asking if everything is ok, we cut to the chase and ask what needs done – around the house, with the kids, quick trip to the grocery store, done.

Thank you to all my friends I have met along the way.  There are literally too many to list, it would take up the entire blog entry.  From those of you I met in pilot training years ago that helped keep me sane when our husbands worked 12 hour days and then came home to study more.  We may not be stationed together anymore, our husbands may not fly the same aircraft, but we still hold a bond and a friendship that will never go away.  Thank you.  For those of you who I met once we got to our ops squadron…thank you.  Thank you for helping me adjust to this life.  Thank you for keeping me sane when we don’t hear from our husbands for too many days on a deployment and the news has us freaked out.  Thank you for watching my kids when I have to take the other one to the ER in the middle of the night.  Thank you for filling in for family on holidays, and making me realize I am part of a new wonderful family.  Thank you for the support and understanding that no one else is capable of offering.  Thank You.

This wraps up the first 4 miles, now we pack up the stroller, hop in the car and drive a few miles down the road to the downtown version of our run.  From here we begin what we like to refer to as our bridge portion of the run, following the river trail through the farmers market and amphitheater area over to North Little Rock.  And now I pass the blog over to Clayton.

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As you can tell I am married to a beautiful, strong, loving and caring women.  Jess and I have known each other since we were kids.  We have grown together and continue to do so with every adventure we come across in life.  I wanted to first thank my girls, because they are the few in this dynamic life that do not change.  They are my inspiration and driving force behind what makes me want to be the best person, father and husband I can possibly be.  My wife didn’t sign up for a life in the military, and frankly didn’t exactly know what we were getting into when I decided to take this journey.  9/11 changed the demands on military members and on the family units left behind with constant and persistent deployments.  These families became the glue that continues to hold together our nation’s combat capability.  It is often a thankless job, but I am so incredibly grateful for and proud of my amazing wife that picks up the slack every time Daddy heads out on the road.  Jess is faced with being a mommy and a daddy, an energizer bunny, as well as both good cop and bad cop!  Having this amazing family brings so much joy to my life. The girls support and love allows me to focus on the task at hand and accomplish what needs to be done so I can get home.  So to my girls, I love and cherish you and can’t remember what life was like before you entered my life.

I love to recharge the battery and make the most of our family time.  This past summer we had a great opportunity.  I was able to take the girls out with me to Little Rock for a 7 week trip.  I’m not going to lie, Jess is way better at staying connected and saw Steve’s blog and I agreed it would be a nice family activity for us to do.  We had a blast using this opportunity as a way to get to know different parts of Little Rock.  It is a beautiful city, with lots of fun outdoor activities.  Inevitably though, we would always end up around riverfront park.  Whether it was for the river market, movies in the park, cooling off at the splash pad or to catch a Traveler’s game across the river we were always there.  So with all the enjoyment we got out of the park, this is were we decided to pick up our run.

The Riverfront park, like it’s name suggests is right along the river and has access to the other side over the Junction Railroad Bridge.  This bridge has been converted for pedestrian and bicycle use and links both sides of the Arkansas River Trail.  The picture shows the “little rock” sign where the settlers in the area first came.  It is a great place to unwind and there are a ton of events that take place  in the park throughout the year.  From the bridge we ran over to the Traveler’s stadium were we enjoyed a few baseball games during our stay… or more often than not, watching the girls play on the grassy hill behind left field and/or throwing their toys into the opposing team’s bull pen.

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Funny story, the girls were in charge of hanging onto the marker and dry-erase board during the run, and apparently Daddy was driving the stroller “too rough” and we lost the marker.  Thus, you will just see a thank you on the board for the rest of the run!

This is where I wanted to take the time to thank my mother.  It seems there is a theme here… great women in my life have made me who I am today.  In addition to my wife and girls, my mother is no exception.  My father passed away when I was a young boy and my mother was forced to take on the role of a single parent.  Some of you reading this may be in this same situation and I just want to say thank you to you as well.  This has got to be one of the most difficult jobs out there.  I cannot express how grateful I am to my mother for all the long days, nights and sacrifices she had to make to afford my brother and me the opportunities in life we had.  Mom I know it wasn’t easy, but watching and learning from your example has made me the person I am to day… so for those who know me you can either love or lament my mother!  Thanks mom.  I’ll pass it back to Jess and the girls for the last few stops.

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We continue our run through the River Trail a few miles, and pass over the Clinton Presidential Park Bridge.  This is another beautiful pedestrian bridge that connects North Little Rock to Little Rock.  This bridge is pretty to run over, but it’s also nice to stop at the top and take in the scenery of the river.  Before our first trip to Little Rock I had no idea what to expect of this Arkansas city, but it really is beautiful and has become one of my favorites.  When you cross over into Little Rock it takes you to the Bill Clinton Library, and closer to our favorite spot, which I will get to soon enough.  I wish I had captured the trail at this point as well, as there is a part of the trail that leads you around an natural habitat through a walkway.  In any case, I pause at this bridge to thank our nations military members, most importantly my husband.

We all know that being in the military is a job full of sacrifices.   Clayton is an amazing husband and an incredible dad, the girls and I are so fortunate to have him in our lives.  With that said, I have lost count of the number of birthdays, anniversaries, holidays, vacations, and special occasions he has had to miss out on.  Can you imagine having to miss all that?  It amazes me how much our men and women sacrifice to protect our country, and they do so in a time when many people continue on with their normal lives as if there is no war, there is no threat.  I know I could personally not do this job, yet my husband manages to balance it all.  Even when he is not with us physically, he makes sure we know he is thinking of us.  My oldest daughter, Emme, calls these people (especially her daddy) super heroes, and she is right.  To my husband and every military super hero out there: Thank you.

From here we run down to my all time favorite place from our summer in Little Rock.  The River Market district.  We loved to come to the farmers market on Saturday mornings, or go to a movie in the park in the amphitheater right outside of the market.  I personally think the best thing a city can do is provide outdoor entertainment like this.  It gets people outdoors and moving! The girls’ favorite park was the Peabody splash pad.  It seemed only fitting that we pause here and say our final thank you.

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I know Clayton already thanked his mom, but I would like to thank her again, along with the rest of our family.  Our parents, siblings, grandparents, aunts, uncles, everyone.  We have a pretty darn good family.  They have not only been supportive in our crazy mobile lifestyle, they have also embraced all the changes that came our way a little over a year ago when our youngest daughter, Layna, was diagnosed with Celiac Disease.   Layna had some continuous health issues for her entire first year of life.  She was constantly vomiting or spitting up.  She wouldn’t sleep, would scream in pain all the time, and the list went on.  We were going to the doctor every month it felt like, and she in return would refer us out to all kinds of specialist.  No one had answers and my poor baby had more x-rays and blood work done in that first year than anyone should have in their life.  At a year, we finally found an answer.  Her body could not digest gluten.  She had some other food allergies as well, so we found ourselves suddenly changing our entire lifestyle.  Within a few weeks, the vomiting had stopped.  Within a month we were able to take her off medication she had been on her entire life for excessive spit up and she was finally starting to gain weight.

Over the next year all of her random symptoms started to disappear.  We knew this would be a big change for us. The way we ate and thought about food would need a complete makeover.  We knew our family would be supportive, but we had no idea just how wonderful they would be.  They have all embraced this with us 100%.  We go home and there is safe food waiting for Layna.  For those of you with food allergies or celiac, you know this is not always easy.  There’s always a risk of cross contamination if the food is even near what she is eating.  It is so comforting to know that she is surrounded by people who care about her health and well being as much as we do and will do what it takes to keep her safe.  Layna is now a healthy and happy 2 year old, and we have all of you to thank for this.

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To finish our run, we make a stop at one of our favorite deli’s.  This was a really hard decision, since there are so many great food choices in Little Rock.  We are used to not going out to eat much because of our food restrictions, but we found so many restaurants that accommodated to a gluten free lifestyle here.  We decided to go with Dempsey’s Bakery because the kids really did love going here, and it is a 100% gluten free restaurant.  They also carry many foods free of allergens (eggs, dairy, peanuts, soy, etc).  It was nice to go there and know for 100% certainty that there was no risk for getting sick.  And the food was amazing!  They serve all kinds of baked goods, such as cookies, cakes, pies, and brownies.  They also had fresh baked breads and served a lunch menu that was beyond good.

Special Ops LogoWe’ll take this chance to talk about the charity we donated too.  We went with the Special Operations Warrior Foundation.  This charity provides full educational scholarships to children of fallen special operations force members and also provides assistance to wounded special force soldiers.  With Clayton being a member of the special operations community, this was an easy choice for us to support.  If you’d like to learn more about this charity or how you can donate, please check them out here http://www.specialops.org

Clayton and Jessica have been married for 8 years and have two children, Emme and Layna (4 and 2) and a dog, Baxter.  Clayton is a pilot in the USAF and Jessica is a part time hairstylist and a full time mom and military spouse.  They currently reside in New Mexico but grew up in Iowa and will always consider the Midwest “home”.

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10K (6.2 Miles) in Okoboji, Iowa with Ellen Chesnut

Written By Ellen Chestnut

I wouldn’t necessarily call myself a runner, I don’t run to win races, or beat times, or see how far I can go, yeah, I’ve run a couple marathons, half a dozen half marathons, and more 5 and 10Ks than I can count on my fingers, mostly so I can enjoy Oreo cookies every now and then.  I’ve always loved to be outside and I love organized activities like golfing, sand volleyball, or races – so when I learned about Steve’s “Good Run” challenge, I knew I had to participate.

Every year, my husband, Kyle and his entire immediate family take a trip up to Okoboji, Iowa.  This year we had 8 kids 7 years old and under and 8 adults, with that many people to corral, it wasn’t easy to find a time to get out for a run.  So one morning while most of the kiddos were still asleep, I dragged my sister-in-law Amy out of bed to run with me.  We started at our resort, Bridges Bay, an indoor waterpark with condos attached.  It has a great view of East Lake and is perfect for families.  This is where we began and before I even got started, I decided to thank my husband Kyle, for not only being my best friend and cheerleader, but for letting me escape for an hour to participate in this neat project. I also thanked our baby girl Morgan (who’s 2) for not only teaching me what unconditional love is but for hanging with me for many miles in the jogging stroller.

We then ventured down hill (mostly) to Arnold’s Park, where not too much was going on that early, but where many folks come to get their flare of University of Okoboji gear, indulge in yummy Blue Bunny ice cream, or take a ride on the old rickety roller coaster at the Arnold’s Park Amusement Park.  This is also where the Queen resides before taking groups out to enjoy the lake.  This is where I thanked, the only post-college boss I’ve ever had, Beth Cross, for getting me started, having faith in my passions, and giving me the tools to grow as a professional.  I’ve worked at her company, Innova Ideas & Services for 7+ years and have enjoyed every minute of it.

After Arnold’s Park we swung back up to the main route through Okoboji (Hwy 71) and stopped at an old Favorite, The Ritz.  The Ritz is known for its biker crowd, however they have great dockside seating with delicious pizza and fruity drinks.  I love to people watch and this my friends, is a great place to do just that.  Here I stopped to thank my favorite running partners, Matt Loecke, thanks for taking time to walk during our 20 mile long runs, Michael Chesnut, thanks for always going along with my crazy ideas, like relays and RAGBRAI, and Amy Chesnut, thanks for solving the worlds problems with me out on the road or at least chatting up about what is going to happen next on Real Housewives of New Jersey or Revenge (plus you were a great photographer/running partner today).

After The Ritz, we cruised across the bridge separating East from West Lake and up to Tweeters we ran.  Tweeters is a great restaurant in Okoboji that we eat at every year.  Kyle’s family grew up eating here, even though it is covered in Iowa Hawkeye décor.  The atmosphere is perfect after a day out on the boat.  Here I thanked the Iowa State Cyclones, because Iowa State is where a lot of it started for me.  It is where I met Kyle, where I was a Kappa, where I met some of my best friends, where I cheered so hard at Iowa State games, my temporary Cy tattoo on my cheeks cracked and where I learned what giving back was all about.

After Tweeters we headed to Brooks Golf Course. I was a golfer first, runner second and so here I stopped to thank my parents for keeping me active, instilling in me important values, and teaching me to be a good steward, these things I will never forget, nor will I forget all the support and love they gave to me during all those golf meets and everything else I wanted to do. After the stop on the links, we had, I’m going to go ahead and say it, two of the worst miles I have ever run in my entire life.  Not only was it 90 degrees and sunny by 8:00am in the morning, but it was sticky, hot and mostly up hill.  But…we made it!!

Barefoot bar was our last stop and although closed (so we couldn’t enjoy a fruity strawberry daiquiri) we were able to get some water and cool off.  Barefoot bar is known for their live music and yummy drinks.  They also have hilarious souvenir cups to take your drinks to go.  We ended up coming back to Barefoot Bar (by boat) later that day to enjoy and celebrate.  A map of our completed route is below.

Finally, a “Good Run” like this wouldn’t be complete, without talking about a cause that is important to me.  I have been very blessed throughout my life and have been fortunate enough to have a career and still spend time at home with my little girl.  I have also been slowly working on starting a Girls on the Run program in the Ames/Boone area.  Girls on the Run is a program that teaches girls to be active, healthy, and confident through friendship and running and is the cause I’m giving to.  To learn more about this cause, visit www.girlsontherun.org.


4.94 Miles in Ames, Iowa With Tillie Good

Written by Tillie Good

I’m not really sure what I was thinking when I agreed to run Ames, IA and write a blog post for A Good Run. I’ve never been a “good” runner and have to work at it consistently to build mileage and stamina. And, I’ve been on a hiatus from running for about nine months (I took a break somewhere during my first trimester when morning sickness kicked in). But, I did go out there and do the run. I wasn’t out to set a PR or even run at my “typical” pace. I did what I could during this run, and I’m perfectly okay with that. It was something Steve and I could do together with Cal for his blog.


I appreciate Cal putting up with our shenanigans. I will admit, when we left the house I was focused on me…making sure I had everything I needed to run. Cal made it out of the house himself with a burp cloth. If I could go back and change one thing, that’s probably what it would be…make sure you have some essentials for your 7 week old son (well, and maybe the ridiculously hot weather). At the end of the run, though, we did alright.

I spent four great years as a collegian living in Ames. If you would have told me I would move back to Ames someday and call it home, I probably would have laughed. However, last year, Steve and I had the opportunity to move back to the city that we both loved so much to make our home and start our family. We’ve love every minute of it and truly enjoy being “home.” I’m excited to showcase during this run one of the greatest things Ames has to offer, Iowa State University. This running route takes you in and around the beautiful campus.

With that, I’d like to welcome you to Ames!


The first stop on the route was Reiman Gardens. Reiman Gardens is a striking entrance to Iowa State University and the city of Ames. It is one of the largest public gardens in Iowa and has many award winning features. In my eyes, Reiman Gardens is an outdoor, interactive classroom. It is for this reason, I want to thank some of my former graduate students- Matt Ferguson, Megan Gonzalez, Elyse Gambardella and Stefanie Burke. I am so thankful to have crossed paths with these four individuals. Because of them, I shared in lots of laughter, tears, thoughtful discussions, reflection and truly learned so much. I am so proud to not only call them colleagues but friends. Although I don’t see them very much, I think of them often.


The second stop was at Jack Trice Stadium, the Iowa State football stadium named for Iowa State’s first African-American athlete. I am proud to be a Cyclone and enjoy watching them play. Tailgating and attending football games has once again become a part of our Saturdays in the fall. It is here I thank my parents as my mom is a fellow Iowa State alum, and my dad is a longtime high school coach. My parents have always encouraged and supported me to define the true me. They allowed me to explore my own opportunities and discover the paths that I thought were best by helping to open doors or keep them open instead of closing them. They always showed confidence in me with unconditional love. I love you Mom and Dad!

Next, we stopped at the ISU Alumni Center. This is not only where I work but also where one of my favorite statues resides, the bronze Cy. I have worked for the Iowa State University Alumni Association for almost a year. I love what I do because I get to connect with people on a daily basis that share my excitement for ISU. It is here that I thank two of my former colleagues, April Robles and Elissa Christmas. I couldn’t have asked for any better colleagues while at Miami University. April’s positive outlook and optimism is something I admire. April always took the time to help me become a better professional and would listen to what I wanted or needed. Besides being a wealth of knowledge and a great resource, Elissa was my sounding board, confidant and friend. I miss them both daily.

From the Alumni Center, we headed to 208 Ash Ave., home of Pi Beta Phi. I lived here for two years while at ISU with more than 90 of my sisters. A lot of great memories took place here with many great woman. This seems like the perfect place to thank my true sisters, Jadee and Lauren. Jadee is my oldest sister and currently lives in Washington, DC. Lauren is a year older than I am and lives near Des Moines, IA. We may not have agreed on everything through the years, but I always know I can depend upon them. They are always there to pick me up, answer my phone call, laugh at my silliness and tell me they love me. Both are a strong, confident woman in their own way, and I would be lost without them.

After Pi Phi, we headed towards the Memorial Union, the student union on campus. We opted for the shady route to get there. While it was a nice reprieve from the blazing sun, we did have to do a little off-roading with the stroller to get there. It was a good cross-training workout for us and Cal slept right through it.

When we reached the Memorial Union, we paused outside by the Four Seasons Fountain. This fountain is one of the several pieces of public art on campus created by Christian Petersen. It is here that I would like to thank those that aided me in discovering the field of student affairs:  Alisa Frandsen, Aaron Haight, Mande Adams and Laura Bestler. Each of these women played a key role. I am grateful for each of these women and the impact they had on my professional and personal life.

We crossed the street from the Union to get to the campanile. “Campaniling” is one of Iowa State’s traditions. It is said that a student officially becomes an Iowa Stater when he or she is kissed under the campanile at the stroke of midnight. It only makes sense that I thank my husband, Steve Good and our son, Cal at this stop. Most of you know something about Steve already. If not, just keep reading this blog and you’ll learn. He is an amazing man who is innovative, passionate and generous. He has a desire to continually learn and isn’t afraid to go after his dreams. He is also a great dad. Cal and I couldn’t have asked for a better man. And Cal, well, he’s just amazing and beautiful. A true blessing.

We continued to wind our way through campus to get back to where we started. This was the longest leg of our run. It was here that we seriously considered flagging down a Cy-Ride with air conditioning to get out of the heat. But, we continued on.

Our final destination was Hilton Coliseum. Hilton is home to Cyclone basketball, volleyball, gymnastics and wrestling. It is also where “Hilton Magic” takes place. This is the power of Coliseum faithful to produce unexpected victories. This first happened in 1989 and is still applicable today. It is here that I thank Sarah Wechsler. Sarah and I became friends because of our husbands. We hit it off and I can’t imagine my life without her. We’ve gone through some major life events together (wedding, pregnancy) and she is always my voice of reason and sanity.

After we finished our loop, we felt we should probably go home and shower before we grabbed some lunch or we might clear the whole place out from our lovely smell. We decided to refuel at Café Beaudelaire which is a quaint, Brazilian restaurant right near campus. Their sandwiches are good but their fries are amazing.

As we wrap up this run in Ames, I wanted to give back to something that impacts my community. My charity is United Way of Story County. The vision of UWSC is to improve the quality of life in our community for individuals and families. UWSC impacts Ames and the surrounding communities on a daily basis through their community partners and support of over 90 core programs.


Day 1 – A Rainy 6.38 Miles in Des Moines, Iowa

Well, the adventure has begun.  On Wednesday evening, I was able to thank a few donors in Ames.  Yes, it’s not Des Moines, but there was a good reason for taking these two pictures.  The first stop was First American Bank, where I was able to thank Jason Wise.  Jason and I both worked here back in the day, and I thought it was only fitting to incorporate FAB into his picture.

The second stop in Ames was Mary Greeley hospital, the birthplace of Keith Wysocki (a former colleague at Phi Delt) and future birthplace of Baby Good.  While Keith is a Cornhusker/Lincoln die-hard, I like to think that he began life in a great place.

After a stop at Hilton Coliseum last evening with Ross Roti (and a Cyclone victory over Texas Tech), I headed to Des Moines to stay at Brad Carlson’s house.  I was able to get a good eight hours of sleep, an amount I hope to get each night on this trip. This might be tough to accomplish.  I woke up to bad weather.  I’m prepared for the cold and possible snow, but pouring down rain was not what I wanted to see to kick things off.  And what do you know, I didn’t think to bring a rain jacket.  Reference my bad packing skills a few posts back.

My running buddy for the day, Brent Rauch luckily had a jacket for me to borrow.  We planned our route, dressed for the weather and headed out for the run.  On the way to Gray’s Lake (where we started today), I had to make a pit stop at Casey’s to get one of my props for the day.  Walking up to the counter at 9am in the morning with a six pack of Miller High Life tallboys was a good time.  A few other patrons commented that they wanted to come with me, no matter where I was  going.

The run started a Gray’s Lake and I was able to snap a pic of the weather conditions.  Not friendly.

The first stop along the route was the Des Moines Sculpture Park.  Talk about randomness, but awesome.  It didn’t take me long to find my desired sculpture to thank my sister and brother-in-law, Anne & Don Davidson.  How can I get this for my backyard?

We continued along Grand up to the Iowa State Capitol.  Prior to reaching the Capitol, I spotted this awesome mural and decided to take advantage of it to thank Andy & Kelsey Tu.  Tillie and I are big fans of murals and I’d encourage you to do a mural hunt in your own city.  From an exploration standpoint, it will open up your eyes to many parts of your city that you didn’t know existed.

Next up was the Iowa State Capitol where I was able to thank my aunt & uncle, Colleen & Tom Good.

You have to admit, the Iowa State Capitol is quite impressive! Not as impressive as the butter cow though.

From the Capitol, we headed back east where we ran into a very cool map of Iowa and its counties embedded into the concrete.  There, I was able to thank Ross Roti by incorporating his sign into his beloved Clay County.  He’s from Spencer, Iowa.  Ross, sorry, I lied to you about printing out a sign prior to the trip.  Hope this works.

I ran into this fantastic piece of art along the way.  Once again, how do I get this for my backyard?

The next stop was the popular Miller High Life Lounge, a Des Moines establishment with shag carpet and an awesome beer selection (High Life, Hamm’s, Schlitz and other fantastic beers).  Here, I risked arrest by drinking in public and thanking Riley Smith in the process.

From the Lounge, we passed Principal Park, the home of the Iowa Cubs, the AAA affiliate of…..wait for it… the Chicago Cubs.

From Principal Park we headed back to Gray’s Lake to finish the run.  We hopped in the car and headed over to Good Park to thank my cousins Matt & Jessi Good.  I was a little disappointed in the quality of the park, but hey, it’s not Great Park right?  You can expect many more bad jokes.

After a quick shower, Brent and I headed to the Manhattan Deli for a delicious sandwich.  Brent deserves a big thanks for his hospitality while in town.  He carted me around, lent me a jacket, allowed me to borrow some headphones (another forgotten item) and even bought my lunch (not that I am expecting this from those I run with).  Great restaurant by the way!  I’ll see if I can find a Des Moines Deli in Manhattan. Brent has done some great work for Meals from the Heartland, a non-profit organization composed of volunteers who package meals for delivery to starving people around the world. Thanks Brent!

Brent dropped me off at the lovely Megabus station and I waited for this thing to show up.

I climbed the stairs to the level and claimed the best seat in the house with the best view.

We took off for Chicago, but stopped in Iowa City first to pick up a load of Hawkeyes.  Here, I met my first seatmate, a Hawkeye cross-country runner who went to high school at Fayetteville-Manlius in Syracuse, New York. I learned that her high school won six straight national championships for cross-country.  We had much to talk about, and I quickly learned how casual of a runner I am.  Next to her was another Hawkeye, a young lady who is a Dance Marathoner!  Another great connection and it was fun to learn about her work developing a bone marrow donor organization at Iowa.

We arrived in Chicago a little after 7pm, where I proceeded to hop a few buses on the way to Andy Tomka’s (an Iowa State fraternity brother) place.  On the way to his place a young lad paid for my second bus trip once he realized that I didn’t have exact change.  A great ending to a feel-good day.

Friday’s run will take Andy and I by many famous Chicago landmarks.  Snow is expected, but I can’t wait.


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