Dan moved from Upstate NY to Berkeley in 2006. He spent the first three years running alone, losing fitness, and wondering why California drivers refuse to use their turn signals. All the while he was searching for a young, inclusive, and competitive running club in the East Bay… a club like ours! Luckily, he linked up with us in early 2010 and has been hooked ever since.
Dan’s penchant for injury makes him a natural fit for club president. When sidelined, Dan channels his time and energy into (sometimes) productive efforts to make the club a more organized, exciting, and enjoyable community of athletes.
Joe is a national-class chemist, ultra runner, and baker. In fact, Joe has represented Team USA at both the World 100km Championships and the World Bread Baking Championships. In both cases, he made his country (and club) very proud.
As a founding club member and president, Joe directed the club for its first two years of existence. He enjoyed continuously high approval ratings during this time, though some of his actions were criticized by Western observers as being "undemocratic." Barred from a third consecutive term by club bylaws, Joe relinquished the presidency in January 2012. He was elected Vice President less than a minute later, maintaining much of his dominance and power.
Nathan's ability to read and write won him this prestigious officer position. In addition to being a formidable foe in the middle distances, Nathan is adept in a number of high-demand circus skills, including slack-line walking, juggling, and human cannonballing.
Nathan is also a founding member of the club. Indeed, if it weren’t for Nathan conspicuously repping bipedal locomotion back in 2009, the club as we know it would likely not exist. Thanks for wearing your running shirt to the bar, Nathan!
Tim’s trustworthy nature and ability to balance a checkbook earned him the post as the club’s money magician. Tim carries out this role with pleasure, but his real love is crushing competitor’s souls on the master’s racing circuit.
A card-carrying grownup, Tim serves as a ballast of maturity and judgment for his younger fellow officers. Time and time again, he calmly rescues the rest of club leadership from its youthfully imprudent attempts to blow the club treasury on candy and comic books.
Unlike other officers, Tim holds his position for life, as no one in the club under the age of thirty knows what a checkbook is.
David is responsible for the heap of HTML you see before you. If something goes wrong during your web browsing experience, you should throw $100 bills at him until it's fixed.
No one has actually seen David for some months now, although the uninterrupted flow of minor updates to the website suggests that whatever Swiss man-cave he's hiding in at least has internet. Rumor has it he'll be surfacing in Berkeley in the near future...
Sean's role within the club takes many forms and is hard to describe, much like Sean himself. His appetite for life, competitive running, and actual food are each a force to be reckoned with—and celebrated. He is a fierce yet cheerful competitor and the best teammate a club member could hope for.
It’s worth noting for posterity that Sean is a runner. He is not a health nut, not out to mold himself a stylishly slim body. Sean does not live on nuts and berries; if the furnace is hot enough, anything will burn, even Big Macs.