She had a huge smile, strong legs and a wicked sense of humor.

She was the only female in a field of 15 or so many years ago. Racing pigtails. Unapologetically Canadian.

She was a fearless runner, a genuinely nice person and was very sympathetic to me on a crazy stage race I had no business being in. That sort of person who makes you feel like best friends after a few miles. And there were a lot of those.

As I was thinking about the race and trying to remember the names of the people in it, I googled her to see what she’s been up to. Which is this.


You never know where life’s lessons will come from. Appreciate your fellow runners. Every run is precious. Tolerate Canadians. Enjoy every sandwich.

Thanks for your kindness, Jo. I hope they have a lot of uphills where you’re running these days. I know that’s what you would have wanted.

I hate cancer …

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1 Response to Jo

  1. George says:

    That Jo sounded like a very nice lady. You are lucky that you met her.

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