By sunup, we鈥檇 left the river and turned up into the mountains. Caballo was pushing hard, evenharder than he had the day before. We ate on the move, chomping down quick bites of tortilla andenergy bars, sipping conservatively on our water in case it had to last all day. When it got lightenough to see, I turned and looked back to get my bearings. The village had vanished likeBrigadoon, swallowed whole by the forest. Even the trail behind us seemed to dissolve into thethick green foliage as soon as we passed. It felt like we were sinking into a bottomless green sea. To Pains, and Ignorance we since are curs'd. On the 30th of January 1880 comes a pungent little sentence:鈥? 鈥淲e ran in canvas shoes,鈥?Lydiard went on. 鈥淲e didn鈥檛 get plantar fascia, we didn鈥檛 pronate orsupinate, we might have lost a bit of skin from the rough canvas when we were running marathons,but, generally speaking, we didn鈥檛 have foot problems. Paying several hundred dollars for the latestin high-tech running shoes is no guarantee you鈥檒l avoid any of these injuries and can evenguarantee that you will suffer from them in one form or another.鈥?  Besides,鈥攕he believed that she had her 鈥榤arching orders.鈥?Even if, by any possibility, she were mistaken in that belief, she could not disobey. A soldier always instantly obeys what he believes to be the order given. 婷婷97狠狠_500篇短篇合 Back in New Zealand, meanwhile, an appalled Arthur Lydiard was watching the flashy exportsflooding out of Oregon and wondering what in the world his friend was up to. Compared withBowerman, Lydiard was by far the superior track mind; he鈥檇 coached many more Olympicchampions and world-record holders, and he鈥檇 created a training program that remains the goldstandard. Lydiard liked Bill Bowerman and respected him as a coach, but good God! What wasthis junk he was selling? The Fixed Period,..... 1882 It鈥檚 easy to picture the scorn on the faces of those Masters of the Universe, the Neanderthals, asthey watched these new Running Men puffing along behind bouncy little Bambis, or jogging allday under a hot sun to return with nothing but an armload of yams. The Running Men could get aload of meat by running, but they couldn鈥檛 run with a belly load of meat, so most of the time theycarbo-loaded on roots and fruits, saving the antelope chops for special, calorie-boosting occasions.