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		<title>Comment on Funeral for Ted Dash by Margot Wallace</title>
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		<dc:creator>Margot Wallace</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 29 Aug 2009 01:25:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>OMG - sitting here w/ time on my hands I decided to google an old friend - Ted Dash.  I can't believe he is gone so young.  I also met Ted at York through the track team and we became good friends for many years.  The last time we were together was 1998(?) when we put together a 4x200m alumni relay team and participated in a track meet in conjunction with a York U varsity track reunion.  We all brought out our old spikes, warmed up well, and, believing we hadn't really lost much in 20 years, we hit the track.  One torn hamstring, a severly pulled achilles, and a torn achilles (Ted! he drove himself to the hospital and ended up having surgery!) later, the truth hit home. Somehow it ended up being an experience we laughed at. I guess that everyone has a 'typical' Ted story.  I will always remember the great fun times we had many years ago.  My condolences to his children and wife who have lost a good man.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>OMG - sitting here w/ time on my hands I decided to google an old friend - Ted Dash.  I can&#8217;t believe he is gone so young.  I also met Ted at York through the track team and we became good friends for many years.  The last time we were together was 1998(?) when we put together a 4&#215;200m alumni relay team and participated in a track meet in conjunction with a York U varsity track reunion.  We all brought out our old spikes, warmed up well, and, believing we hadn&#8217;t really lost much in 20 years, we hit the track.  One torn hamstring, a severly pulled achilles, and a torn achilles (Ted! he drove himself to the hospital and ended up having surgery!) later, the truth hit home. Somehow it ended up being an experience we laughed at. I guess that everyone has a &#8216;typical&#8217; Ted story.  I will always remember the great fun times we had many years ago.  My condolences to his children and wife who have lost a good man.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Funeral for Ted Dash by Daryl Jung ("Big D")</title>
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		<dc:creator>Daryl Jung ("Big D")</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 08 Aug 2009 01:24:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Ah, Teddy, I wish you coulda stayed. I'll tell Meryl Streep you can't make it, and send your last regards to Broadway. We were the brothers neither of us had, don't forget. I know I'll never forget you.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ah, Teddy, I wish you coulda stayed. I&#8217;ll tell Meryl Streep you can&#8217;t make it, and send your last regards to Broadway. We were the brothers neither of us had, don&#8217;t forget. I know I&#8217;ll never forget you.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Funeral for Ted Dash by Gordon Graham</title>
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		<dc:creator>Gordon Graham</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Aug 2009 13:27:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I met Ted at York University in 1974, and I will never forget his huge grin and his explosive laugh. He was "cool" in the way that a guy who really knows himself is cool, joining in our youthful hi-jinks when he felt like it and standing aside when he didn't. I knew he was big into running, and we talked about it once, but since I was living outside Toronto, I never got a chance to go for a run with him. I'll think of Ted whenever I need a burst of energy to make it to the finish line.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I met Ted at York University in 1974, and I will never forget his huge grin and his explosive laugh. He was &#8220;cool&#8221; in the way that a guy who really knows himself is cool, joining in our youthful hi-jinks when he felt like it and standing aside when he didn&#8217;t. I knew he was big into running, and we talked about it once, but since I was living outside Toronto, I never got a chance to go for a run with him. I&#8217;ll think of Ted whenever I need a burst of energy to make it to the finish line.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Funeral for Ted Dash by Alison Marck</title>
		<link>http://www.torontorunningclub.com/?p=136&#038;cpage=1#comment-97</link>
		<dc:creator>Alison Marck</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 05 Aug 2009 21:57:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I first met Ted twelve years ago in the staffroom of a small elementary school where he was working with one of our hearing impaired students. You always knew when Ted was in the building. He had such an infectious upbeat, positive energy that brightened every place he went. Ted was a well respected audiologist who forever enlightened the lives of the students who were fortunate enough to have had him work with them. 
Ten years after meeting Ted, I married a man who, as it turned out, had been a close friend of Ted’s for over thirty years. What a joy it was to be able to know Ted both professionally and personally. He carried that same joie de vivre that he showed in the classroom into every aspect of his life. Thank you Ted for teaching us the power of positivity and the art of living life with grace and humour. You have left all of those who knew you with this extraordinary gift.
We miss you, Teddy. See you at the finish line.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I first met Ted twelve years ago in the staffroom of a small elementary school where he was working with one of our hearing impaired students. You always knew when Ted was in the building. He had such an infectious upbeat, positive energy that brightened every place he went. Ted was a well respected audiologist who forever enlightened the lives of the students who were fortunate enough to have had him work with them.<br />
Ten years after meeting Ted, I married a man who, as it turned out, had been a close friend of Ted’s for over thirty years. What a joy it was to be able to know Ted both professionally and personally. He carried that same joie de vivre that he showed in the classroom into every aspect of his life. Thank you Ted for teaching us the power of positivity and the art of living life with grace and humour. You have left all of those who knew you with this extraordinary gift.<br />
We miss you, Teddy. See you at the finish line.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Funeral for Ted Dash by Karen Dash</title>
		<link>http://www.torontorunningclub.com/?p=136&#038;cpage=1#comment-96</link>
		<dc:creator>Karen Dash</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 04 Aug 2009 14:18:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I'll continue to  miss my beloved big brother for the rest of my life....I remember racing him down the mile long dirt road at the cottage when we were kids...and beating him!!!....or maybe my big brother just let me win eh?
I just knew that the sun just seemed to shine a bit brighter whenever he looked my way.
I have and always will love you Ted.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;ll continue to  miss my beloved big brother for the rest of my life&#8230;.I remember racing him down the mile long dirt road at the cottage when we were kids&#8230;and beating him!!!&#8230;.or maybe my big brother just let me win eh?<br />
I just knew that the sun just seemed to shine a bit brighter whenever he looked my way.<br />
I have and always will love you Ted.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Funeral for Ted Dash by Curtis Driedger</title>
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		<dc:creator>Curtis Driedger</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 04 Aug 2009 13:11:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Over the ten or so years that Barbara and I knew Ted we became very fond of him.  Likewise he seemed to very much enjoy coming up to Peterborough to visit us and our gang.  He was a real spark plug, enthusiastic, supportive and above all, generous.  He would unfailingly arrive with copious "spiritual" libations and a big box of chocolates.  
One thing he and I shared was a love of motorized vehicles of all kinds, and we regularly attended car shows together.  When he got his new Mercedes, he drove up with Nathalie and we went for a drive in the country.  After a rest stop he handed me the keys.  "You drive", says he, knowing full well that this would be the closest I would ever get to helming such an exquisite automobile.
That was our Teddy, God knows we will miss him.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Over the ten or so years that Barbara and I knew Ted we became very fond of him.  Likewise he seemed to very much enjoy coming up to Peterborough to visit us and our gang.  He was a real spark plug, enthusiastic, supportive and above all, generous.  He would unfailingly arrive with copious &#8220;spiritual&#8221; libations and a big box of chocolates.<br />
One thing he and I shared was a love of motorized vehicles of all kinds, and we regularly attended car shows together.  When he got his new Mercedes, he drove up with Nathalie and we went for a drive in the country.  After a rest stop he handed me the keys.  &#8220;You drive&#8221;, says he, knowing full well that this would be the closest I would ever get to helming such an exquisite automobile.<br />
That was our Teddy, God knows we will miss him.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Funeral for Ted Dash by Chuck Michaelson</title>
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		<dc:creator>Chuck Michaelson</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 03 Aug 2009 23:15:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Ted was a charmer, as these great photos demonstrate.  I too met Ted at York University in 1973.  He was friendly and supportive to all of us and had a great sense of humor.  I remember his snappy dressing, and one incident in particular: a group of guys came to the Stong cafeteria, probably at an evening dance, with the clear intention of causing trouble.  
   Unlike myself and a couple of close, but not very confident friends, Ted stepped in front of the guys and indicated with bravado the mistake starting anything would be.  They backed down right away. It was an impressive moment.  I last saw him in January of 1985 in Toronto.  I will miss him.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ted was a charmer, as these great photos demonstrate.  I too met Ted at York University in 1973.  He was friendly and supportive to all of us and had a great sense of humor.  I remember his snappy dressing, and one incident in particular: a group of guys came to the Stong cafeteria, probably at an evening dance, with the clear intention of causing trouble.<br />
   Unlike myself and a couple of close, but not very confident friends, Ted stepped in front of the guys and indicated with bravado the mistake starting anything would be.  They backed down right away. It was an impressive moment.  I last saw him in January of 1985 in Toronto.  I will miss him.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Funeral for Ted Dash by james marck</title>
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		<dc:creator>james marck</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 03 Aug 2009 19:05:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>When I first met Ted at York University in 1973 he was a sprinter who excelled in, what else, what was then called the hundred yard dash.  So it comes as no surprise to me at least, that he could catch up to even a younger, seasoned marathoner. Teddy ate those guys for breakfast back in the day. But you probably know this by now.  The running world has lost a champ and I have lost a lifelong friend.  I share your grief while I celebrate Ted’s life and his accomplishments.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When I first met Ted at York University in 1973 he was a sprinter who excelled in, what else, what was then called the hundred yard dash.  So it comes as no surprise to me at least, that he could catch up to even a younger, seasoned marathoner. Teddy ate those guys for breakfast back in the day. But you probably know this by now.  The running world has lost a champ and I have lost a lifelong friend.  I share your grief while I celebrate Ted’s life and his accomplishments.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Whitby 1/2 marathon: - Stephen Stein by Marathon Effort</title>
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		<dc:creator>Marathon Effort</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 05 Jun 2009 18:14:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Finally someone who can write a good blog ! . This is the kind of information that is useful to those want to increase their SERP's. I loved your post and will be telling others about it. Subscribing to your RSS feed now. Thanks</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Finally someone who can write a good blog ! . This is the kind of information that is useful to those want to increase their SERP&#8217;s. I loved your post and will be telling others about it. Subscribing to your RSS feed now. Thanks</p>
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		<title>Comment on Whitby 1/2 marathon: - Stephen Stein by Ted Dash</title>
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		<dc:creator>Ted Dash</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 19 Nov 2007 20:45:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>There has been some talk lately of the US Track and Field Association  ban on listening devices in all sanctioned marathons. Whats up with that? Well I have two thoughts for you. I was trampled in the fourth mile of Disney this past January when a knucklehead with an Ipod on full blast decided to cut across the narrow field line to get to a water table. As he moved across the line cutting one runner down after another people yelled at him to stop with no effect. I was only the last one down, at least two runners had race ending injury, runners behind had no where to go but onto the downed runners. The ipod man? He got his water and continued, apparently, still, unaware. Elites just don't use them. As for recreationals this past week emergent research from the University of Tennessee  indicates runners who train with ipods, and then don't race with them,are more likely not to meet their maximal race performance than those who train, and race, without acoustic accoutrement. As Michael Brennan might say,  The mind leads the body,and not, The Beer Barrel Polka,(my persoal power tune) regardless of its potential power over your psyche. I still use the ipod on long run,no partner, rain,no courage,it hurts,I don't wanna be here days, etc,   Run safe, run fast.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>There has been some talk lately of the US Track and Field Association  ban on listening devices in all sanctioned marathons. Whats up with that? Well I have two thoughts for you. I was trampled in the fourth mile of Disney this past January when a knucklehead with an Ipod on full blast decided to cut across the narrow field line to get to a water table. As he moved across the line cutting one runner down after another people yelled at him to stop with no effect. I was only the last one down, at least two runners had race ending injury, runners behind had no where to go but onto the downed runners. The ipod man? He got his water and continued, apparently, still, unaware. Elites just don&#8217;t use them. As for recreationals this past week emergent research from the University of Tennessee  indicates runners who train with ipods, and then don&#8217;t race with them,are more likely not to meet their maximal race performance than those who train, and race, without acoustic accoutrement. As Michael Brennan might say,  The mind leads the body,and not, The Beer Barrel Polka,(my persoal power tune) regardless of its potential power over your psyche. I still use the ipod on long run,no partner, rain,no courage,it hurts,I don&#8217;t wanna be here days, etc,   Run safe, run fast.</p>
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