THE MOST INTERESTING MAN/WOMAN IN THE WORLD (issue 59)
- [Happy Positivity Wednesday, y'all! Today we have an interesting
circumstance: an actual "nomination" of an ultrarunner by another
ultrarunner for whatever "award" (or other mythic glory) is imagined to be
had by being a TMIM/WITW. Truthfully, there is no "award" or "glory" other
than, maybe, folks will read this and appreciate the dude or dudette so
designated, and then continue merrily on with their usual drab, miserable,
everyday existence by being a tad happier. :-) They might "whistle a
happy tune," for example, or be caught on a street-level subway grate and
feel the uplift. Perhaps they'll tell their friends. Maybe send an email.
And hopefully y'all'll feel that YOUR usual drab, miserable, everyday life
is just a smidge more "worth it" for having been exposed to someone,
portrayed here, whose own life is WAY better than anything you could
possibly imagine for yourself. Thus today we have Jeffrey Genova, of
Arkansas, who has been nominated by none other than Sherpa John Lacroix
(http://www.sherpajohn.com). Sherpa has supplied a number of
significant--perhaps even heroic--details of Jeff's life, and so y'all's
task now is to see if you can pluck out the truth from the hyperbole. BTW,
Jeff--who is for sure today's TMIMITW--has a blog (two in fact), so you can
also read more about him here...
http://photogenova.smugmug.com/. And thanks to Sherpa John! Anyone else
should also feel free to nominate anyone else!]
He has consistently been more cheerful than Tweety on Twitter, and has
spread more joy and happiness than the Publishers Clearinghouse Prize
He's been known to suddenly drop everything, travel over five hundred miles
on a moment's notice, and volunteer his services as a crew AND pacer for
somebody entered in some footrace that's way over his head.
He has been hailed for having "the gift"--which is best described as
godlike, because it allows him to resurrect runners from the dead (just like
Lazarus) so that the runner can finish his long-distance race before being
besieged, for example, by "ambulance chasing" attorneys.
Never has a former player of lacrosse--of all things--earned such abiding
respect as a long-distance runner himself. He's even received homage from
golfers and bowlers--none of whom have ever heard of lacrosse.
He is more selfless than the Buddha, or at least the Bubba. He even shares
his own blogsite. While at Disney World for the marathon, he even shares
his own brother's house.
In his home town, let alone home state--which was once governed by the
Bubba--he works part-time in a running store, coaches runners for free, and
serves as a race director for one of the most popular ultramarathons in his
home town, if not his home state. But to the best of anyone's knowledge,
Bubba Clinton hasn't run it yet.
He is perhaps the only known ultrarunner to have the presence of mind to
hobble for miles back to his car, drive home first to take a shower, and
only THEN proceed to the local Emergency Room to seek treatment for his
Once he received a skin graft from a cadaver. And in return, the cadaver
got a box full of Power Gels, a carte blanche offer to be crewed and/or
paced forever in the future, and a coupon for a free pair of part-time
running shoes at his store.
One year, he ran the Western States 100 Mile Endurance Run and fell to the
ground at mile 98 with rhabdomyolysis. He returned the following year
and--on his way uphill from No Hands Bridge--fell again, broke his ankle,
and was heartbroken a second time. Still unfazed and undeterred, he is now
planning to go back for yet another try for a finish.
He is also the only known runner in history to have outbid EVERYONE on eBay
to procure a Western States finisher's buckle--dubiously put up for
auction--and doing it only for the express purpose of returning it, gratis,
to the WSER race committee where, he felt, it belongs.
He is THE MOST INTERESTING MAN IN THE WORLD.
"I don't always have a heartbreak due to injury; but, when I do, I prefer
having it repaired via cadaver. Stay generous, my friends."
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See (and hear) some originals:
[and thanks to UltraJohn Price--himself no stranger to rising from the
dead--for supplying this instead of that former long and always-broken
("your 800-year-old buzz tweetingly appreciative French lute plucker who has
yet to resurrect any body, including his own")
Yankee Folly of the Day:
So, now we're wondering what Jeff can do to raise the United States' economy
from the dead.