Chris and I had an enduring interest in running which developed while I was on study leave in Cambridge in 2004. I wish to illuminate this side of Chris a little here.
Chris and I ran together often in the early morning during 2004, north along the river or east through Madingley and then down the Long Road to Barton and out through the SE villages returning to Cambridge about three hours later. In the process we spent a lot of time chatting and cemented a firm friendship and great respect for each other; the maxim for such runs being to run with a buddy and run at a pace that still allows you to talk. Chris was an excellent training partner and quick to learn about the energy boost that jelly babies afford and hydration requirements; we used to have Joe Spencer drop water bottles for us under roadside hedges down near his village, which we used to pass near on some of our longer (33 km) runs. The only time we were ever competitive was in the last 0.5 km back to the Abell house, every time. We also had Reinhard Neier with us sometimes and sometimes ran with others through Cambridge at night. I was thrilled that Chris later that year ran the Amsterdam marathon with both Katherine and me there as his supporters along the route and at the start and finish, and then the other marathons, such as Tokyo, fitting them into a busy life. I also enjoyed reading his yearly updates about his family.
Chris and I had an enduring interest in running which developed while I was on study leave in Cambridge in 2004. I wish to illuminate this side of Chris a little here.
Chris and I ran together often in the early morning during 2004, north along the river or east through Madingley and then down the Long Road to Barton and out through the SE villages returning to Cambridge about three hours later. In the process we spent a lot of time chatting and cemented a firm friendship and great respect for each other; the maxim for such runs being to run with a buddy and run at a pace that still allows you to talk. Chris was an excellent training partner and quick to learn about the energy boost that jelly babies afford and hydration requirements; we used to have Joe Spencer drop water bottles for us under roadside hedges down near his village, which we used to pass near on some of our longer (33 km) runs. The only time we were ever competitive was in the last 0.5 km back to the Abell house, every time. We also had Reinhard Neier with us sometimes and sometimes ran with others through Cambridge at night. I was thrilled that Chris later that year ran the Amsterdam marathon with both Katherine and me there as his supporters along the route and at the start and finish, and then the other marathons, such as Tokyo, fitting them into a busy life. I also enjoyed reading his yearly updates about his family.
