Today was January’s race. I’m attempting to do at least one race per month for the year. There are a couple months with nothing so we’ll see how that one turns out. Anywho, today I ran a 10K.
Check out the race here. Gabby is 5 years old and has Acute Lymphoblastic Leukemia. Her Mom, Heather does fundraising for Team Gab. Chris and I (a little choked up) signed up for the 10K without a moments hesitation.
I wore my Incredibles T-shirt today and printed off race bibs. I guess I wanted to feel like a superhero for Gabby today but honestly, she’s my hero. I don’t have a surgically implanted port, I don’t have a year out of 2 1/2 years of chemotherapy under my belt, I didn’t lose my hair, I don’t spend my time – my childhood – in a hospital. She is my hero.
Her race bib must have given us wings because we both PR’d. Chris shaved over 2 minutes off his last PR and averaged 9:42 per mile. My last PR was 8:41 per mile and today I ran 8:22 minute miles. When I finished and saw my time, I started to cry. This touched me so much more than I imagined.
When running you get a myriad of responses. People look at you like you’re crazy, or they appear confused. Fellow runners, bikers, etc.. sometimes smile, wave, say hello. They GET what we’re doing out there. But the one’s that get it the most are children. They have an exuberant love of life and play. They run because it feels good, because they enjoy themselves. Sometimes as we get older we forget that childlike love of life but when I run, it’s the children that smile the biggest, wave the most, skip beside me. That’s why I ran today. For this child that deserves to get out there and run.