A couple of things.
First off, the donations continue to come in. I think that's terrific and I want thank the folks that are contributing. It's really great.
The second thing has to do with motivation. I truly feel like I'm running for the people who will benefit from the research and support that your donations enable. And that focus really helps.
Tonight I started training with a two-bottle water belt. That's one more bottle than I had been running with, but it might as well have been another gallon. Picture Luke running around with Yoda on his back. It was just a five mile run, but I want to get used to the setup, because I'll need it for the 16 miler coming up on Saturday. Anyway, I'm a mile in and I'm whining to myself about the damn belt and it's slipping and blah blah blah.
Then I thought of the first wife's nephew. Andy (or Drew as we called him then) as a two year old was the ring bearer at our wedding. A cuter blonde, tousled-haired boy you could not find. Great kid. Time passes, folks drift and I don't seem him again until a few years ago at his cousin's wedding. Good lord, the two year old was a man. And charming and great to re-meet. Sadly we saw each other again over the past year, as his grandparents passed away. Not the best circumstances, but still a pleasure to see him and his brothers.
Andy was diagnosed with Leukemia a week or so ago. Today he had a spinal tap as part of the diagnosis and treatment for said Leukemia. So, Andy, the first mile tonight was on me, and you got me through the last four. Running five miles in a cool delta breeze as the sun sets, on your behalf, is a privilege. Thanks.
Frankly, I could do with a little less motivation.
If you're just joining us, this is all about me running the CowTown Marathon this October as a fund raiser for the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society. Details can be found here. You can make donations here.