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    IN THE FIELD—2004 Morenci graduate Kayse Onweller works in a test plot of wheat in Texas. She’s part of Bayer CropScience’s North American wheat breeding program based in Nebraska, where she completed post-graduate work in plant breeding and genetics.
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    REFEREE Camden Miller raises the hand of Morenci Jr. Dawgs wrestler Ryder Ryan as his opponent leaves the mat in disappointment. Morenci’s youth wrestling program served as host for a tournament Saturday morning to raise money for the club. Additional photos are on the back page.
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    SHERWOOD STATE Bank opened its Fayette office at a grand opening Friday morning, drawing a large crowd to view the renovated building. Above, Burt Blue talks to teller Cindy Funk, while his wife, Jackie, looks around the new office. The Blues missed the opening and took a quick tour on Tuesday. Few traces remain of the former grocery store and theater, however, part of the original brick wall still shows in the hallway leading to the back of the building. The drive-through window should be ready for customers later in the month.
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    CARRYING—Riley Terry (blue jacket) and Mason Vaughn lead the way, carrying an empty casket outside to the hearse waiting at the curb. Morenci juniors and seniors visited Eagle Funeral Home last week to learn about the role of a funeral director and to understand the process of arranging for a funeral.
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    MORENCI student Dalton McCowan puts everything into a dead lift attempt Saturday morning during the Wyseguy Push/Pull event. Lifters helped raise more than $1,600 for the family of the late Devin Wyse, a former Morenci power-lifter who graduated last year. Commemorative T-shirts are still available by contacting teacher Dan Hoffman.
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    FROM THE LEFT, Landon Wilkins, Ryan White and Logan Blaker try out their artistic skills Saturday afternoon at the Morenci PTO’s first Date to Create event. More than 50 people showed up to create decorated planks of wood to hang from rope. The event served as a fund-raiser for miscellaneous PTO projects. Additional photos are on the back of this week’s Observer.
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    NEW OFFICES—Fayette village administrator Steve Blue speaks with tax administrator Genna Biddix at the new front desk of the village office. Village council members voted to use budgeted renovation funds targeted for the old office and instead buy the vacant bank building on the corner of Main and Fayette streets. The old office was sold to Sherwood State Bank. When everything is put into place in the spacious new village office, an open house will be scheduled. Council member David Wheeler donated all of his time needed to make changes in the bank interior to fit the Village’s needs.

2006.08.23 Running makes you feel so good?

Written by David Green.

Whoa-oa-oa! I feel good, I knew that I would, now

I feel good, I knew that I would, now

So good, so good...


By COLLEEN LEDDY

James Brown was belting it out when I finished running (jogging, inching along, “shuffling,” my daughter Maddie might say) at the track Sunday night. I could hear it loud and clear in my head after walking one lap, running (see disclaimer above) ONE MILE, walking one lap, running two laps, and walking two laps including a spurt of actual running for 100 meters.

I was not hearing James Brown inside my head while traversing the track, however. I was hearing, “I feel like stopping. I don’t really want to do this anymore. This doesn’t feel good. Why do people enjoy running anyway?” My conclusion? It’s like banging your head against the wall: it feels good when you stop.

Outside my head I was hearing my daughter Rozee saying, “You’ve made it two laps, you can do three.” “You’re almost done now, only one more lap.” “You just have to go around the curve and you’ve got it.”

Since she graciously tore herself away from the computer to accompany me, I knew I had to keep going. I couldn’t be a wimp. Besides, I had to prove to myself that I really could run a mile. I had set my sights three weeks ago on running a mile by last Friday, the first leg of my journey to complete the 3.1 miles of the Neal Singles Memorial 5K Run on Sept. 24.

But we were in Berea, Ohio, Friday night, checking out Baldwin-Wallace College in case Maddie might be interested in attending school in a town named Berea. Well, Rozee, who attends school in Berea, Ky., thought it would be fun. Maddie had not a lick of interest. We spent the night there anyway and because we couldn’t find Baldwin-Wallace’s track in the dark, I had to attempt my mile on a treadmill in the hotel’s fitness center.

“Was there a pool?” David asked.

“Yeah, but it was little and Rozee didn’t bring a suit,” I said.

“You don’t need a suit when you guys go swimming,” he said.

“We should swim naked?!” I asked, slightly shocked at his suggestion.

“Underpants,” he said, referring to last summer’s mother-daughter trip to Puerto Rico when I wore my underpants to the pool by mistake.

But I was appropriately dressed for the treadmill and I was really cruising on that machine. Accompanied by “Will and Grace” on the TV, I hit three laps and didn’t feel all that tired. I felt confident I’d make it to a mile, but was mystified why I didn’t feel ready to quit—usually the steady huffing and puffing and noise of breathing through my mouth scares me into thinking I’m going to collapse, especially compared to Rozee and Maddie who barely make a sound when they run alongside me. Then I realized that the TV and treadmill were so loud, I couldn’t hear myself breathe. And as long as I couldn’t hear myself, I didn’t know I was going to collapse.

So, on Sunday night, I had to test whether I could truly run a mile even though I can’t breathe right. I really can’t do things like inhale through my nose when my right foot hits the ground or inhale through my nose, period. I couldn’t do Lamaze breathing either, but I birthed all three of my kids without drugs or hyper-ventilating. Ignoring my breathing, and the fear that it’s telling me to WALK, DON’T RUN, I just kept on running with Rozee’s encouragement.

When we got back home, Rozee, reliving her cross country team days, was talking about how painful it is to run when your lungs burn.

“My lungs never burn,” I made the mistake of saying.

“What?! Then you should be running a lot farther!” she declared.

Not what I want to hear. I’ve mentioned before that I am a perfect example of that law of physics: objects in motion remain in motion, objects at rest, remain at rest. It’s Newton’s First Law of Motion, and for the most part, it describes my life. In the morning, when I am in bed, I hate getting up. I just want to stay there. And when I am up, I just keep moving about. I hate going to bed; I don’t want to stop what I am doing.

But when it comes to running, I am an unwilling object in motion, I am not following Newton’s laws. I want to stop almost as soon as I start. And I am keeping first-most in my mind...there’s always the Neal V. Singles Memorial 1-Mile Fun Run/Walk.

– Aug. 23, 2006

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