Ron Hill, the British marathoner, says that anyone with serious long-distance intentions should run 100 miles a week. But a runner with a job and a family, like Hill, has a problem finding time. Hill solves it by running to and from his work as a chemist in Droylsden, Cheshire—15 miles a day.
Senator William Proxmire squeezes five miles into each of his work days, running between his home in northwest Washington and the Senate Office Building. Joe Viverito, a New York public relations man who lives on Long Island, more than 18 miles from his job, was already running 12 to 15 miles a day last winter when, inspired by the gasoline shortage, commuting on foot occurred to him. "All I'm doing is switching my running time and adding a little extra mileage," he says.
Runner's World magazine in its survey of these and other dashing commuters found that their biggest problem was what to do with their work clothes. One carries them in a small nylon pack strapped to his back, another holds them in each hand, rolled up like batons. Another says, "There is no ideal solution to it. I'm forever forgetting my belt, socks, etc."
There are compensations, though, aside from the obvious ones, such as saving gas, beating the traffic and being in shape. Marathoner Ted Corbitt of Manhattan, who has been running to and from his job for years, passed two men on a street corner, one of whom he heard say to the other, "Man, that cat's late for work every morning!"
THREE'S A CROWD
The story may be apocryphal, but it is said that a Toledo sportswriter once described a poorly attended baseball game as follows: "The crowd wore a sport shirt."
In a loosely related incident Debbie Goldstein, publicist for the Washington Diplomats of the North American Soccer League, was fired July 6 in the middle of a home game against the Miami Toros because she had not lied to the press. She admitted to two reporters that the game's announced attendance, 3,325, might have been exaggerated—by about a third. "It's so obvious," she said. "The seats were vacant."
Goldstein's was clearly a serious indiscretion. Where would this country be if publicists went around not lying to the press whenever they felt like it. Tradition demands that sports-page readers be protected from the knowledge that the Washington Diplomats may have drawn closer to 2,000 than 3,000 on the afternoon of July 6.
She who acted in haste is now at leisure but unrepentant. "I think reporters are sick and tired of being lied to," she said. "I know it is done all the time but I don't want to get into that."
Diplomat Owner Mike Finci—who fired his general manager the same day saying, "It was a mutual parting of the way, by my request"—announced attendance of 3,140 at his team's next game. All other figures are inoperative.