While most in Northeast Ohio were gearing up for game four of the American League Championship Series Tuesday, ultra-distance runner Pete Kostelnick passed through on what could be a world record-breaking journey from the west to east coasts.
PENINSULA, Ohio - A tiny moment in athletic history transpired Tuesday in this small picturesque town on the Cuyahoga, and almost no one noticed.
While most in the region were gearing up for game four of the American League Championship Series, an ultra-distance runner passed through on what could be a world record-breaking journey from the west to east coasts.
I caught up with him and two other devoted local runners for a few miles, and I have to say, he was inspiring. I haven't cared to run long distance in quite some time, but this guy made me want to jump right back into the game.
Unless you follow ultra running, you've probably never heard of him. Insiders, however, regard him as a giant.
His name is Pete Kostelnick. He's still only 29 years old, but already he's won a 24-hour race in Arizona and the Badwater Ultramarathon, and won or completed several major 100-milers. He's also the owner of a 2:41 marathon, a 1:19 half, and shorter-distance races at a per-mile pace near five minutes.
He was no speed king when I tracked him down, a mile or so west of Peninsula on Route 303. On that rollercoaster-like stretch of road, the hilliest he'd seen since Colorado, he said, the Iowa native and resident of Lincoln, Nebraska was ticking off miles every 10 to 12 minutes and wisely conserving energy by walking up hills.
Here's the thing, though: He looked and sounded as fresh as a daisy. Not like someone averaging a mind-boggling 70 miles (nearly three marathons) a day, who started out Sept. 12 in California and had already crossed through nine states. Where I'd had a bowl of cereal for breakfast, he'd consumed 40 miles.
He was as chipper as could be, and even had what you might call a spring in his step. His stride was short, a kind of shuffle, but even and clean as could be.
Seemingly unaffected by the physical or emotional toll of untold millions of footsteps, Kostelnick described with animation how he starts every day at 3 a.m., stops running around 4 p.m., and goes to bed at 6. How he survives on protein shakes, pineapple, and steaks (and the prospect of reuniting with his wife), and has endured everything from careless drivers to mountain lions and the totaling of a crew member's car.
All I could or can do is express amazement. I ran 70 miles in a day once - once - and the effort took me a heck of a lot longer than it's taking Kostelnick. What's more, where I nearly passed out at the end and could barely walk for days afterward, he's getting up and doing it again and again and again.
If I were Frank Giannino, the current world-record holder for crossing the U.S. on foot, I'd be worried. His mark of 46 days, 8 hours, and 36 minutes, set in 1980, is in serious peril. If Kostelnick stays on pace, and it appears to me at this point that he will, he'll complete the journey some two days faster, with a daily average almost three miles longer. I will be proud to have accompanied such a master, even for a blip.
I'm not alone in my awe. Runners far more accomplished than me are also bowing down. After meeting up with Kostelnick Tuesday, even Mark Godale, the onetime American record-holder for distance over 24 hours, was practically speechless. That, to me, says it all.