half-miler

The former half-miler remembered winning three state college indoor championships and learning that winning was not all about talent.

Underdawgs David Woods 2010

And he could see the lines of the half-miler Benny Vaughn, and Hosford and Atkinson, the whole team, all the lifelines going off in all directions, most of them still moving like his, putting down little tracks toward some unseen goal, some moving target of achievement, some semblance of wealth, some jot of immortality, or perhaps just some measure of repose.

Again to Carthage Jr. John L. Parker 2007

Just like the old days when he would be out there with Mizner and the guys, running along the sidewalks of Kernsville in pretend slow motion as the half-miler Benny Vaughn did his mock-serious announcer, giving them all funny foreignized names to make them sound more glamorous, doing the play-by-play as they made agonistic faces and leaned histrionically toward the imaginary finish line.

Again to Carthage Jr. John L. Parker 2007

Old Nubbins was up ahead, as usual, but behaving himself for once, and there was dour old Hosford, and the half-miler Benny Vaughn, and tough little A. W. Smith from Tenille, Georgia, and Mark Burr from Indiana, all running in a group while Benny did one of his commentator voice-overs, pretending they were in the final straightaway of some fantasy Olympic finals.

Again to Carthage Jr. John L. Parker 2007

But Sandoval was a 1:49 half-miler, Denton had warned him.

Again to Carthage Jr. John L. Parker 2007

I see McCurdy himself, afterward, standing near one of the — the handgars — handsome young chap, not over twenty-eight or thirty, built like a half-miler.

Our Mr. Wrenn 2004

I was the third-fastest half-miler in the nation when I went in.

Callus on My Soul: A Memoir 2001

Khosi, ran the half-mile one-tenth of a second faster than the best white half-miler.

INTERNATIONAL BOYCOTT OF APARTHEID SPORT 1958

He was a good half-miler, and his companion was bad at every distance.

Tales of St. Austin's 1928

Carl won his place on the college team as a half-miler, and viciously assaulted two freshmen and a junior for laughing at Genie's legs, which stuck out of his large running-pants like straws out of a lemonade-glass.

The Trail of the Hawk A Comedy of the Seriousness of Life Sinclair Lewis 1918