My roommate’s dad was recently diagnosed with a rare form of lymphoma. As is usually the case, this was very unexpected and heart wrenching news. I tried to be supportive of Kate over the next few days as the situation became more and more real in her heart, but ultimately, I still felt helpless. There’s not much you can do to ease someone’s pain in this situation, but just to listen and give lots of hugs. When Kate asked me to run this marathon with her, my initial reaction was ‘no way! I can barely run 3 miles, let alone 26’. After a few days, I realized this was an opportunity to not only help and support Kate, but to help the many other families facing the same situation. This was my opportunity to get off the sidelines, stop feeling helpless and Do something.
May 7th, I signed up.
The next several months are going to be tough and to be honest, I’m nervous. At the same time, I am excited to take this journey – to discover strength inside myself I didn’t know existed, to accomplish a feat I never imagined I’d be able to do, to learn so much about myself/running/health, and everything else that comes with conquering your first marathon. On top of all that, I’ll have two very good friends there with me to encourage, support, uplift and when we need it, even kick each other in the behind to get moving… until, on October 14th, we cross the finish line at mile 26.2… together.
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