Name: J.R. Wacasey

Birthday: 6/16/1959

Years running at the time of profile(2001): 21

Occupation: Plant Controller for a manufacturing repair facility
I also do some work as a Massage Therapist; let me know if you would like a massage sometime.

How many miles a week do you run? 30-40+, depending on what I am training for.

How did you come to join Bayou City?: Defected from another running club that shares its name with a west Texas town known for a chili cookoff. The social opportunities were enticing.

My proudest running accomplishment is: Completing the Sunmart 50 Miler at Huntsville State Park - twice.

My favorite training run is: I start at my place and run along Heights Blvd. to the hike and bike trail along Buffalo Bayou (between Memorial Dr. and Allen Parkway), follow the trail to the Sabine St. bridge, cross over to the other side of the bayou, run to Shepherd, then head back home and finish by jumping in the pool. Ho Chi Minh is cool, too.

My favorite race is: The Tomball Country Classic, of course.

My best distance is: Anything from 15K to the half marathon

I run because: I haven't learned how to fly yet.

My philosophy for life is: 1. Enjoy!!! 2. Let it be. 3. Moderation is a good thing, in moderation.

My next goal is: Complete a 100 miler

Favorite training food: Spinach and oysters on the half shell

When I'm running I think about: The beauty around me

The best running advice I could give would be: Have fun and be consistent.

People would be surprised if they knew I: taught Sunday school to 4 year old children.

The top thing on my dream list is: To be the oldest person to complete a marathon.

If I could have been anything, besides my current occupation it would be: A blues guitarist/harmonicat

Other hobbies besides running: biking, golf, snow skiing, mountain climbing, reading, music, dancing

The most embarrasing thing that has happened to me is: I went to a college class that I had skipped a couple of times and was surprised to learn we had an important exam that day. Then I noticed I wasn't wearing any clothes.

The most profound thing that has happened in my life is: One of my most profound experiences occurred during the last quarter-mile of my first marathon (Houston, 1982). If you are interested, ask me about it sometime.