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	<title>Comments on: One = The Bell Lap</title>
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	<description>Olympian, Joan Nesbit Mabe, waxes (and wanes) philosophical.</description>
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		<title>By: George</title>
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		<dc:creator>George</dc:creator>
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		<description>Joan, you are the best writer in runnerland. I love every one of your articles, even when they are not about running, especially when you talk about family. I grew up in foster homes and never got to experience what you describe in your family.

Anyway, on to how life revolves around running. I had been running since the 70s and devoured every book or magazine I could get my hands on. It got to the point where I could look at a row of racers on the track, see only a leg of a particular runner and know who it is. Also, in many race results, they would print the first letter of the persons name and I would know the first name of most of the top runners. Once, I volunteered at a race where some young schoolkids were &quot;volunteered&quot; as well. I called to every runner in the first 50 or so by name. A young girl looked at me and asked &quot;Do you know ALL the runners?&quot;

Joan, thanks for all the wonderful songs of experience, and   I look forward to reading and hearing more.

George</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Joan, you are the best writer in runnerland. I love every one of your articles, even when they are not about running, especially when you talk about family. I grew up in foster homes and never got to experience what you describe in your family.</p>
<p>Anyway, on to how life revolves around running. I had been running since the 70s and devoured every book or magazine I could get my hands on. It got to the point where I could look at a row of racers on the track, see only a leg of a particular runner and know who it is. Also, in many race results, they would print the first letter of the persons name and I would know the first name of most of the top runners. Once, I volunteered at a race where some young schoolkids were &#8220;volunteered&#8221; as well. I called to every runner in the first 50 or so by name. A young girl looked at me and asked &#8220;Do you know ALL the runners?&#8221;</p>
<p>Joan, thanks for all the wonderful songs of experience, and   I look forward to reading and hearing more.</p>
<p>George</p>
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