I have run two races this year, and this would be one of them, quite unexpectedly so. Where was our last team member?
To avert disqualification, because all five runners must run in order for the team to be scored, two minutes before race time I went to the scorer's table, picked up the last bib and pinned it on. "Just call me Andy," I said to Greg. (I was a volunteer at the race in 2010, and I met Meb for the 2d time.)
Greg was delighted. "Do you think you can pace the commissioner to a 7:30 first mile?"
"Sure," I said, "but that's as good as it gets with me these days and it will use me up for the rest of the race, Greg." I really hadn't trained or prepared myself for a fast three miles but I was going to try to get the team captain off to a good start while the three burners on the team jack-rabbited off. (The 2010 team was captained by Commissioner Brill, white-framed sunglasses.)