Every Saturday morning we get up early and run. We run for miles. We run to beat cancer. This morning we pounded out another 7 miles
towards our goal of running a marathon.
With one heart and one mind it seems there isn’t anything we cannot
achieve.
Over the last few weeks I have had a few experiences that
have inspired me and given me a confirmation that I am doing something beyond
worthwhile.
My friend Jamie (who is quickly becoming a hero of mine as I
learn more about the things she has to go through because of her leukemia) was
on her lunch break at work a few weeks ago.
I went to chat with her quickly and give her an update on my progress on
fundraising and training. I announced
that the next day I would be running 8 miles.
8 miles! That’s insane!
Apparently her boss thought so too, because from the
adjacent room we heard, “Why in the world would you run 8 miles?”
Jamie and I peeked around the corner and she gave me a big
squeeze and a huge grin as she said, “She’s doing it for me!”
I got a little misty eyed and my heart felt so much
warmth. I thought, “This…this is why I
get up with the sun every Saturday morning even though I hate mornings and
would rather be sleeping in. This is why
I run and keep on running even though my muscles are screaming at me to stop. It’s why I do what I do every day.”
Then, just this week, in conversation with my coworker Linda
we got to talking about her dad who lost the fight to Non-Hodgkins Lymphoma
many years ago and how painful that still is for her. Because let’s face it, it sucks when you lose
somebody, especially your dad. I handed her one of my fliers that talks about
my blog (this very one) and my website, and then I went home.
I didn’t think anything else about it until I checked my
email later that evening. Linda had
written me a beautiful thank you letter for what I was doing and had forwarded
my information to her sisters. Two of
them then proceeded to donate to my fundraising efforts. Once again I received a confirmation that
everything I am doing is for an amazing cause and I wouldn’t choose to be doing
anything else.
I told Linda that I am adding her father’s name to my shirt
on race day as one of my honored teammates.
I believe that those who have fought the fight and lost need to be
remembered and those that are fighting and those that have overcome need to be
supported and celebrated. Their names
will be added to my shirt as well in recognition of all that they have and will
go through.
In recognition of the fight with cancer that our loved ones
go through, if any of you who donate to my fundraising efforts have a loved one
that has lost the fight to cancer, is fighting the fight or has won, I would
love to honor them by adding their names to my shirt on race day and making
them a valuable part of my team. It
doesn’t have to be leukemia or lymphoma or even a deadly kind of cancer. Just send me their names, and if you can, a
little bit of their stories so I know who it is I am running for.
And every day when I wake up, I remember, oh, yes, today I
am running to wipe out cancer. Today I
am running for my uncle Gordon, and my friend Jamie, and Linda’s dad, and all
the family members of all of my teammates, and all of the many other people
that are out there struggling. I am
running for them. Then I throw on my running clothes and my shoes and I put one
foot in front of the other and start pounding the pavement once again. For on this day, I am running to beat cancer.