What's All This Then?
Greetings!
This blog has run its course, as it were. Actually three courses, but don't let that stop you from reading. Here's the skinny: I dedicated most of 2008 to running and fundraising for cancer research. On June 1, I ran the San Diego Rock n' Rock marathon. On June 21 I ran a half marathon in Anchorage, Alaska. Both of these feats were tackled with the coaching and support of The Leukemia & Lymphoma Society, for which I raised $5,725. The final challenge was the New York City marathon on Nov. 2. This time I trained with "Fred's team" on behalf of Memorial Sloan-Kettering Cancer Center where I was treated successfully for Hodgkins lymphoma five years ago. I raised another $3240 (maybe more).
It was a banner year in many ways. I celebrated 5 years of health. I raised a lot of money. I earned a Team in Training triple crown for completing a triathlon, century bike ride and marathon. I was featured on a show about three first time runners in the NYC marathon, aired on NBC in New York. And ....
You can read all about my journey in sneakers below. And remember:
"A journey of 26.2 miles begins with a single shlep."
(For the back story, check out the Sept. 29th entry.)
My sister Alison spent Sunday morning running a half marathon in Atlanta. What a star! I spent the better part of Sunday eating and drinking to excess at my cousin's daughter Danielle's bat mitzvah in Connecticut. What a slug! While I can't say I wished I was in Atlanta running, I sort of wish I hadn't indulged as much as I did. I have added to my burden, as it were. Now I have to haul all of that extra stuff around. My physical exertion was limited to walking to the bar for another drink and dancing, which was fun. I could have kept going, but like my niece Phoebe, I stopped after I won a fuzzy pink guitar for my effort.
The training schedule called for an easy 4 mile run today, so that's the first order of business tomorrow. Fundraising follow-up is also near the top of my agenda. It's crunch time.
My sister Alison spent Sunday morning running a half marathon in Atlanta. What a star! I spent the better part of Sunday eating and drinking to excess at my cousin's daughter Danielle's bat mitzvah in Connecticut. What a slug! While I can't say I wished I was in Atlanta running, I sort of wish I hadn't indulged as much as I did. I have added to my burden, as it were. Now I have to haul all of that extra stuff around. My physical exertion was limited to walking to the bar for another drink and dancing, which was fun. I could have kept going, but like my niece Phoebe, I stopped after I won a fuzzy pink guitar for my effort.
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