​Everyone and their brother is doing an end of year recap or a list of resolutions related to either running or decluttering or time management or something else I’m sure to fail in my resolve for.
 
I’ll keep my recap to a minimum: For the first time in probably a decade, I didn’t keep a meticulous running log. Sometime around July, I just stopped updating it. I was still running, with higher mileage in the fall and a lovely holiday season of going when I felt like it and not having any goal or plan.
 
I ran several races, including the Glacier Hills 50K in October, and spent about a dozen solid weekends traveling all over the Upper Midwest to compete in cyclocross as part of Parallel 44 Racing – including winning actual money in the Iowa Cyclocross Series. How about that?
 
Now it’s January, and I keep thinking it’s time to start a new spreadsheet and keep track of my mileage, if for no other reason than to know how shot my shoes are.
 
Still, it was a pretty good year for recreation in Sioux Falls.
 
Falls Area Singletrack finished several miles of trails for running, riding and hiking at Tuthill Park, adding to the work they’ve already done at Leaders Park and along the sides of the bike trail.
 
The Sioux Falls Area Running Club held its second year of a trail series – not easy in a year when every park was flooded for what felt like the entire season.
 
Group runs at 605 Running Co. blew up over the early winter with their 100K challenge, and the evening trail runs at Good Earth State Park continued to do well.
 
Then there’s what everyone else is doing: Coffee shop bike rides with Falls Area Bicyclists that draw 100 riders. Weeknight hikes with the Great Outdoor Store that show you different parks in the region. Family rides for ice cream. Women-only group runs all over town as part of Sioux Falls Women Run.
 
What do you want to do? Whatever it is, there’s someone out there who wants to do it with you.  

This weekend, I’ll be at the 2019 Winter Bike Summit, representing my two loves: The Sioux Falls Area Running Club and women in cyclocross. It’s the first time the club has been involved in the event, and it’s perfect for us.
 
I would love to talk with you about what the club does, how you can get involved or just hear what races your training for this year, what injury you’re coming back from, what new distance you just tackled.
 
Hearing people’s stories never feels like work. It feels like inspiration.
 
We should be part of all the recreation that’s happening in our community. Every time any of these events happens, or trails get built or someone discovers something new they can do, right here where they live, we all benefit.
 
The club also will be presenting a check to Falls Area Single Track of money raised from our trail race series.
 
I hope you’ll come visit and see the other vendors who are there and meet others in the community who want what you do – a better place to live and play.
 
Doors open at 3:30 p.m., and I’ll be moderating a panel on cyclocross at 4 p.m. You can read more about the event here.
 
There’s a stack of events going on that day. Join one.

​Jacqueline Palfy is a longtime runner, reader and writer, marathoner, mom and board member of the nonprofit Sioux Falls Area Running Club. You can follow her on Twitter @runnerJPK or reach her at jpalfyklemond@gmail.com. Story ideas are encouraged.

Hi Friends,

It sure has been awhile. As 2018 comes to an end I’ve got a lot to be thankful for here at 605 Running Company. I wanted to take some time today to look back at what a great year it has been and what we have to look forward to in 2019. I’ll be sharing some personal stuff on my running year and some business stuff for the shop.

Humor me while I walk though my year in running.

• My year started with the slippery mess we called the Irishman, completing all three races the 5 mile, 5k and the 1 mile.
• A couple of weeks later on a “brisk” Saturday morning I got my cheeks chilly volunteering as the lead bike for the Chilly Cheeks 5 mile race.
• Then we produced the 605 Half Marathon and let me tell you; you haven’t lived until you drive around in Grant’s minivan at 4am with Benson setting up aid stations!
• Next was an Easter trip to Omaha, Nebraska for the Early Bird 10 mile. A great tune-up for my upcoming marathon. I'll never forget the phone call I got from Coach Jacqui following that race!
• My greatest running achievement for the year happened at the marathon in Fargo. A 14 minute personal best time. I’m forever thankful to my running buds Scott Kennedy and Chris Anderson for that experience.
• Sticking around on the PR train I traveled with Benson Lang’at and Dylan Slaba to Green Bay Wisconsin for the Bellin Run 10k. My first ever 10k included breakfast with Meb!
• On a quick camping trip to Big Sioux Rec. I joined in the Sioux Falls Area Running Club Trail Series 4 miler. The Prairie Vista Hill still has pieces of my soul on it, but it was a fun experience!
• During the summer I jumped back on the bike to ride lead for the 605 Summer Race Series
• I also had a train wreck of a half marathon in Amana, Iowa in mid-August that I’d prefer to forget.
• September led me to the Sioux Falls Marathon where I volunteered in the information booth during packet pick-up and at mile 26 on-course during race day. The 605 Staff brought tears to my eyes as I watched the whole team cheer on the final finisher of the day; including handing the runner their medal and finisher food personally!
• I joined staff members Ben Devlin and Kat Howard at the Chocoholic Frolic Race. It wasn’t breakfast with Meb, but I did set a new PR in the 10k and earned 3rd place overall!
• Next was another surprise run (we signed up the night before) with Jacqui Meadors and Kelly Marshall in the Jack 15 – new distance which means another PR!
• Because the theme of signing up the day before for odd distance races that you’ve never done before worked so well at the Jack 15 I decided the Newton Hills 20k was a great idea – and wouldn’t you know it – BOOM another fun experience – 5th overall and a PR!
• I finished up my race year volunteering at the Christmas Tree Skirt Dash!
• In 2019 I’ve signed-up for the LA Marathon and hope to gain another personal best!

In total I’ve run over 1,460 miles this year. Made some amazing new friends and witnessed some pretty amazing accomplishments by members of our running community! Personally, this has been a GREAT running year.

Enough about me, let’s talk about 605 Running Company. This has been a watershed year for our little business. We continue to be thankful for this great community. I’ve said it a thousand times before, but it still continues to be our driving force; we are a business built on building a community. We do that by supporting local races and causes.

The following list is the events, clubs and groups we supported in 2018.

• Prairie Striders Running Club including: The Jack 15, Indoor 5k, Beef and Eggs 5k and Longest Day Run
• The Sioux Falls Area Running Club Trail Series
• Glacier Hills Ultra
• Christmas Tree Skirt Dash
• Frostbite 4 Road Race in Beresford, SD
• River Rat Half Marathon
• Run For Wine
• Sioux Falls Marathon, Half Marathon, 10k and 5k
• Chilly Cheeks 10 mile, 5 mile, 5k and 1 mile
• Coastin’ for Cancer w/Coast-to-Coast Gym
• University of Sioux Falls Homecoming 5k
• Turkey Day 5k in Brookings w/Swim Club
• Parent Advocates for Spanish Immersion 5k
• Chocoholic Frolic 10k and 5k
• Run for Food benefiting the Banquet of Sioux Falls
• NAMI of South Dakota
• Great Plains Lutheran High School
• Falls Area Bicyclists (FAB)
• Falls Area Single Track (FAST)
• EMBE (Girls on the Run)
• Sanford Champions Team for the National Kidney Foundation
• Zombie Walk of Sioux Falls
• Feeding South Dakota
• University of Sioux Falls Fall Choir Fundraiser
• Sanford Children’s Miracle Network
• Children’s Home Society
• St. Francis House
• Brandon Valley Ice Cats
• The Banquet of Sioux Falls
• Sioux Falls Women Run
• Sioux Falls Area Running Club

What an amazing list. Just typing this out brings back happy memories of our experiences with these groups and events. I also probably missed some and for that I apologize.

In 2019 we are excited to be co-producing the Sioux Falls Skedaddle with our friends at Pink Gorilla Events. We truly believe that our wonderful running community is ready to host a top-tier spring running event that is recognized regionally. For the 4th consecutive year we will also be producing the 605 Summer Race Series!  

In the shop we will be introducing new brands to the store and doubling down on our commitment to being the best local running outfitter in the 605. You will see the best shoes and apparel available on the market for every level of running including: road, trail, cross country, track and walking. Our team has grown to three full time employees, five part-time employees, one group run liaison and three private running coaches.

As 2018 draws to a conclusion I’m so humbled by the opportunity to work here in Sioux Falls. Running has truly changed my life and the support from our community has helped make my dreams come true personally and professionally. Thank you for supporting my business. Most importantly I need to publicly thank my beautiful bride Chelsea Koch for her unending love and encouragement to pursue my dreams.

You truly must be a die-hard fan if you’ve made it to the end of this blog post. We have a lot of exciting things happening in 2019 and by far and away for me personally the most exciting thing will be becoming a father. Next year my list of accomplishments will look a lot different, but I’m sure ya’ll will be here with me for the journey.

See you all in 2019!

Happy Running,
Greg Koch      

My marathon career began in Brookings (1999) and ended in Brookings (May 11, 2018).
During that 19-year span between ages 41 and 60 I ran 36 marathons — 943.2 miles, but that’s merely the introduction of the story.

Some years there were no marathons. One year — 2004 — there were four. Most years there were three — all in the spring to minimize the conflict with mowing season.
I hadn’t been fully bitten by the marathon bug when I started Graves Lawn Mowing in 2000. Who knows how many marathons I would have run if not for lawn mowing. I know I missed a lot of great fall marathons but it did provide a very set order to my life.
Mowing was from late April through October with marathon training from some time in December to early April. Most marathons were between mid-April and late May. So that gave me November for free weekends. Of course, marathon training, unlike lawn mowing didn’t require all of my free time.
But it did require a 100 percent commitment.
 
‘In return received a soul’
My years as a marathoner certainly can be captured in the Rudyard Kipling quote — “I surrendered my body and soul to a harsh master and in return received a soul.”
Running marathons is certainly physical — when you’ve polished off your marathon training you feel like you could conquer the world, even when you know you will finish at the back of the pack. But more than physical, running a marathon requires a surrendering of the soul and spirit, a willingness to pay more than you want to spend.

I loved to run and embraced the loneliness of the long-distance run, but even for me, the notion of a 20-mile run being a short outing doesn’t define my ideal Saturday.

However, if you want to be able to enjoy the Saturday (or Sunday) that matters, you better be willing to put in the long and lonely Saturdays that precede the race. Once you submit your freewill to that, the task becomes manageable — especially if you break it into small segments. Did you know there are 100-quarter mile sections in a 25-mile run?

A Nicole Kidman quote in “The Scotsman” applies: “When you relinquish the desire to control your future, you can have more happiness.”

Pancakes and a lazy Saturday morning aren’t on the menu. You’ve had to give it up to the taskmaster of marathon training. And, of course, the hardest part of any training run is getting out the door. In an interview leading up to his Olympic marathon, Rod DeHaven, the SDSU great and current coach, said, “I’ve never turned back on a run after I got out of the house.”

Giving the marathon its due respect requires sticking to the training plan when laziness has another idea, when the granddaughter has a fifth-grade basketball game or when the weather bites (figuratively or literally).

Certainly, I’m thankful for a gym membership because even the hardiest of South Dakotans doesn’t reap a benefit from trying to run into a 25 mph wind. That said, my least favorite training surface, especially for anything over two miles, is on a moving rubber belt.
 
So much can go wrong
Running the marathon itself can be 26.2 miles of treachery. There are just so many things that go wrong. In 36 marathons, I only once managed an even split (Olathe, Kansas, 2016). Never a negative split. Many were overwhelmingly slower on the second half.

I frequently preach the banker’s principle: “What you save on the first half, you can spend on the second half. What you overspend on the first half, you pay interest on in the second half.” Like any overspending, you don’t realize how much that little extra beyond your goal pace is going to hurt you later on.

Three times I finished marathons and thought I could go farther. Once was my marathon PR, (Brookings 2006, 3:39:05 at age 48). I also felt that way at the 2014 Brookings Marathon (4:16:48). Though my time was much slower, I felt the satisfaction of having given it my best and had the confidence I could have run further.

The other time I wasn’t tanked after 26.2 miles was the 2011 Lincoln Marathon. In that case, I had saved too much. When I finished, I was disgusted at myself for leaving too much in the tank. That was a worse feeling than any exhaustion I’ve ever felt, but it did provide motivation to run that great marathon again.
 
A marathon like no other, thankfully
Most marathons I ran were great. Not that I ran great, but they were a quality event put on by great people. Really, I can only think of two that weren’t. One stands out in particular.

The River Rat Marathon in Yankton in 2010 was an unforgettable experience. I knew it would be a small marathon and I was using it as a warm-up marathon before Brookings in a couple weeks. The organizers had conducted a half marathon for a number of years, but this year added the marathon, which started before the half marathon.

There were eight of us at the start, which was by the river. A couple guys broke out right away. I ran with four or five other guys. We worked through town and looked ahead to see the leaders stopped at a traffic light. I thought, “That’s odd,” but then reasoned, “It’s a small marathon. Maybe they don’t have crossing guards,” which they didn’t.

However, the problem was everyone had missed a turn, which was only marked by an arrow on the pavement. Someone had a phone and called his wife, who was at t the start line. She talked to a race official and found we had missed a turn, but were told to turn left at the corner where we had stopped. We did make a long L and get back on course after getting confused once more about where to turn.

It may have added a mile to the marathon, but at that point a quality time was already out the window. We made it out to Gavins Lake State Park, which is a beautiful area.

To top it off, medals were not presented at the finish, rather at a luncheon afterwards. I really wanted to get back home and get my mowers ready, but I did stick around to get the medal.

I will say I tackled the River Rat Marathon again in 2013 and the organization had improved tremendously while holding onto a very nice course.

All of my marathons have been in the midsection of the country — entry fees are cheap compared to the cost of travel, meals and lodging. Furthest west — Denver (twice);
southern and easternmost— St. Louis (the only marathon I ever flew to), northernmost — Fargo, N.D.
 
My final marathon goal
Many years ago, I set a goal of running a marathon at age 60, simply because way back then 60 seemed really old. In my early 50s, that seemed like a simple goal. But age is a snowball, and not a friendly one.

In summer 2016, after completing my marathons, I paid visits to orthopedic doctors for knee and then hip pain. Turned out in both cases the diagnosis was arthritis. I was told running didn’t cause the arthritis and, in fact, the activity was good. I just probably won’t run three marathons per spring any more.

A prescription for Meloxicam really took care of almost all my arthritis. But in 2017 other injuries cut short my training time and I considered myself fortunate to complete two half-marathons. At that point, I felt if I had more training time, I could certainly complete a marathon.
 
Hard or I can’t?
By 2018, running (slogging) had become much more laborious. But I made a vow to myself that I would not interchange “this is hard” for “I can’t do this.”

Nonetheless, I held off registering for a marathon before I was certain I could master the training.
At some point that winter, I had confidence that I was slow but unstoppable. At that point I could allow my mind to get a bit sentimental about my final season of marathon training. The country roads north and south of Volga that had hosted my Saturday ritual, I would visit no more. I knew every farm house and shelterbelt on the route.

As the weeks wound down, it really had become a spiritual experience. A lot of emotion went into saying goodbye to a sport I loved and so firmly shaped my character. But I also knew it was my time.

I also was motivated by a quote I read in Runner’s World from Amby Burfoot, retired editor of the magazine and winner of the 1968 Boston Marathon. “Every run is a new adventure and every mile is a gift.”

His words really made an impact on me. I was out there because I wanted to be; nobody forced me to do this. Many people I know couldn’t be out there. Either God hadn’t blessed them with a love for running or physical ailments left them no longer able to run.

In an interesting twist, Burfoot was in Brookings Sept. 21-22 for the South Dakota Festival of Books, which coincided with the Jack 15 road race, for which I am co-director. Burfoot joined in the run and spoke after packet pickup. I’m not an autograph seeker, but I did ask him to pen that quote on a Jack 15 flyer.
 
Back to marathon training
The heavy miles were causing knee problems and required visits to the physical therapist. However, I had never gone into a marathon undertrained and wasn’t going to let 2018 be the first, even though I had to scale back training because of knee pain.

After some good physical therapy by Jordan Jacobson (Hungerford Chiropractic, Brookings), I was able to push long-distance mileage again. After 22 miles on April 21, I was confident. No pain beyond the usual soreness.

The next week (April 28) I reached my goal of being a 60-year-old marathoner by completing the Run for the Lakes Marathon in Nisswa, Minn., near Brainerd, in six hours and 15 minutes. Yes, that’s a 14:19 pace.

I know. You’re saying, “I walk faster than that.”

No arguments here. What’s even more amazing, there were three people behind me.

It’s a beautiful course in a vacation lakes community with towering pine trees and rolling hills, which weren’t my friend. As the miles add up, the arthritis in my knees saps their function. By 10 miles, my knees were hurting and the rolling hills compounded the discomfort.

Several times along the course I said to myself, “I never want to do this again.” Of course, I knew I did want to do it once again because I wanted Brookings to be my retirement marathon.

When I completed the Nisswa marathon a worker asked if I had ever run a marathon before. “Yeah, 35,” I responded.
 
Marathon #36
The Brookings Marathon was two weeks later and it was a much better day for me. I finished 117th out of 125 runners with a time of 5:46:22, a 13:13 pace. A minute-plus-per-mile improvement tells how much better I felt. Never felt the knee pain that I had two weeks earlier.

A fun experience at Brookings was getting a one-hour early start. I lead the race for the first nine miles! It was fun to watch the fast people dart past me. Even in my good days, I never witnessed the lead pack.

The day was definitely an emotional time for me, though not quite as emotional as I expected because I was also pretty darn tired.

It was special to have my son, Josh, and daughter, Traci, and their families out on the latter part of the course as well as the finish line. Several of my grandchildren ran to the finish line with me. Marathon director Matt Bien, whom I respect so much for the effort he has poured into a great event, placed my marathon medal on my neck.

While I respect the fact that my body is no longer suitable for challenging the marathon distance, I’m thankful for how years of running marathons has shaped my character.

Discipline, perseverance and commitment are qualities that make one better in all facets of life.
 
Post-Marathon Life P.S. — In the summer and fall that followed, I found great pleasure in running a five-mile country mile with Traci’s dog, Cade, who would get in at least 10 miles. It was the highlight of my week.
​
Running in 2018 ended when I ruptured my quadriceps tendons Oct. 22 in a fall in Nicaragua. Surgery was Oct. 31. The doctor said I would be able to run again in a year, but he advised against it because of the risk for re-injury. So will I run again? Time will answer that. I would love to run again. Right now (mid December) I would love to walk without a walker and a brace.
But this I know for sure. I will always be a runner.

​Kelly and I never do this.
 
Not anymore, anyway. Not since having kids.
 
We’ve been friends for nearly 16 years, and in that time we’ve done our fair share of shopping together. First to buy décor for our apartments, work clothes, jeans that make your butt look good (the only thing jeans must do). We moved on to maternity clothes and then baby clothes and then more work clothes because your body isn’t the same.
 
You can’t go shopping with just anyone. You have to trust their opinion and recognize that while you may have different personal styles, you’ll still be honest with each other. And you know, no judging when someone buys yet another pair of ankle boots or whatever item they seem to have a ton of – for me, that’s shoes. And jeans. And navy blue anything.
 
Let’s start here: I’m not a huge shopper. I hate knickknacks and housewares. I don’t collect anything. I get most of my books from the library or Zandbroz Variety for book club.
 
But when Kelly suggested spending Saturday afternoon looking at running clothes at 605 Running Co. and then having coffee and browsing a few other stores, I was all in. It was a beautiful day – perfect to walk around downtown. And the kids each wanted to play with neighborhood friends, so I was content that they were occupied. Patrick went for a bike ride. The laundry could wait, and let’s face it, I’m apparently not going to actually put away any of my flower pots for winter – they’re just sort of rotting in the back yard and it seems fine.
 
It started out innocent, as all events like this do.
 
“I need to bring back these trail shoes I got and get a different pair,” I told Kelly when she picked me up. I had bought a brand I don’t normally wear from 605, and then decided I didn’t feel like trying anything new and never ended up wearing them.
 
We walked in and Greg laughed when he saw me.
 
“You can’t do it?”
 
“I can’t do it,” I laughed. “I want to just exchange these for new road shoes.”
 
Then he told me they were carrying Asics trail shoes – and I was sold. I know many folks love other brands, and I do, too – I loved a Mizuno trail shoe they don’t make anymore, and I have a Brooks trail shoe I like. But I still just love my old Asics trail shoes the best.
 
Sold.

Then I had to cruise the sale shoes – and ended up with two pairs of road shoes, including a pair of Brooks they had encouraged me to try and I had loved. Same with a pair of New Balance – after not having run in them for a decade. Now? I love them again.
 
“How many different brands do you run in,” Kelly laughed.
 
We moved on to the tights. Socks. Gloves.
 
I bought a pair of multicolored tights that are so soft I want to just live in them. Kelly got insulated tights that were perfect the next morning, when the wind was blowing.
 
We went next door for lattes at Coffea – which was packed. I haven’t been there in a few weeks. The night before, we had been downtown for the Parade of Lights – which was wonderful – and had watched a line form out the door there and everywhere else.
 
“I feel bad,” Kelly said. “We didn’t buy anything for our kids, and it’s Christmas.”
 
It’s true. It probably wasn’t exactly in the spirit of the season, unless you consider spending time with friends just fine, and I do. I’ll save holiday shopping for another day, and procrastinate like usual.
 
One of the women who works at the Great Outdoor Store asked if I’m a big Black Friday shopper, and the truth is no. I tried to answer that I just like to go where I like to go, and don’t generally just go looking for sales on whatever’s available. I just don’t like big crowds that much, either.
 
But I started to wonder how much local shopping I could do. Would you consider HyVee local, or just regional? Could I try for even just a month to shop only local? I don’t know if I could. But I also didn’t know if I could commit to being a vegetarian and decided to just try for a month, and now it’s been nearly a year – with no intention of going back, ever.
 
And I never thought the day I started running that it would be a lifestyle I kept up for the next 30 years – next year will be three decades of running for me, from age 14 when I went out for track in high school. But that’s what happened. And it changed my life in so many ways over the years, helping me find my way and rescuing me when I needed it.
 
Trying to go hyper-local for a month is a conversation that’s happening in my house, at my urging. We’re already pretty good – going to local restaurants more often than not. And I think that, just like with anything, you’d have to figure out what works for you. I’m not sure I’ll take the challenge this year.
 
But I know this. I love walking into my local running store, or bookstore or outdoor store or neighborhood restaurant, and being greeted by name and having a friendly and knowledgeable staff know what I might like and suggesting it. Or setting a glass of wine and cocktail down in front of us before our coats are off.
 
Sure, it’s good service for the business – they want you to spend money there. I’m not naïve about the reasons for it.
 
But as a consumer, it keeps me coming back. It’s working, this whole consumer experience, where I feel like I matter when I walk in to buy shoes, or go to a group run, or take a yoga class. Or just to say hi because I’m in the neighborhood.
 
“Why don’t we do this more often,” Kelly said when she dropped me off.
 
I didn’t have a good answer for that. But I know we’re going to try.

​Jacqueline Palfy is a longtime runner, reader and writer, marathoner, mom and board member of the nonprofit Sioux Falls Area Running Club. Her contributions to the 605 Running Co. blog will appear every other Tuesday. You can follow her on Twitter @runnerJPK or reach her at jpalfyklemond@gmail.com. Story ideas are encouraged.

​It’s been going on for 13 years.

Raised more than $120,000.

And every year it burns at least one pumpkin pie of calories. Maybe.

The “Run for Food,” an annual no-frills charity run on Thanksgiving Day, is one of the largest fundraisers for The Banquet, a feeding ministry in Sioux Falls. Every year, it brings together runners and walkers to do good works before celebrating the holiday.

This year, the run moves from the downtown location to the W.H. Lyon Fairgrounds, the Banquet’s westside location in the Nordstrom Johnson Building, says Rob Sevold, who founded the event with fellow runner Jeff Schmitt.

The new venue will allow for more parking and also highlights the Banquet’s work and services throughout Sioux Falls, Sevold says.

“The Run for Food is the perfect complement to the spirit of Thanksgiving,” Sevold says. “It supports a wonderful feeding ministry and is an awesome way to begin the holiday.”

Runners and walkers can choose from three routes: 1, 3 and 6 miles. A $10 donation per person is suggested, and all proceeds go directly to The Banquet, which serves nearly 200,000 meals each year to families living in poverty in Sioux Falls. Helping meet that need – and recognizing how fortunate he is – is part of what drives Sevold.

“I am humbled by the guests of The Banquet each time I go there,” he says. “There’s also a tremendous appreciation for the staff and what they do day in and day out. And then our runners, walkers and cyclists light a fire inside me – this is a gathering of people who want to be part of the solution.”

For me, it’s one of the highlights of my holiday season.

Like many of you, I know I’m probably going to go for a run that day anyway. And I know that in my life, even when things are hard, they’re still pretty good – and that isn’t the case for a lot of people in our community. People give back in a lot of ways – this is just one of mine.

Join us this Thanksgiving to Run for Food, support a feeding ministry in Sioux Falls and get to know your fellow runners.

What: Run for Food

Where: W.H. Lyon Fairgrounds (please enter from Madison Street on the north side of the fairgrounds)

When: 8 a.m. on Thursday, Nov. 22
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Who: Open to runners, walkers, kids, families, friends. There’s something for everyone!

​​Jacqueline Palfy is a longtime runner, reader and writer, marathoner, mom and board member of the nonprofit Sioux Falls Area Running Club. Her contributions to the 605 Running Co. blog will appear every other Tuesday. You can follow her on Twitter @runnerJPK or reach her at jpalfyklemond@gmail.com. Story ideas are encouraged.