Two weeks to go and over $3000 donated --Over halfway there ($5k
goal)!! Wahoo!!!!
Our training is also "over the hump" and on its way “down.”
With that said, today was a 12 mile run.
Dear marathoner runners reading
this:
For those of us that are not marathon runners,
12 miles is still a long freakin run.
And for me, who has no sense of direction, it’s even longer. 1 mile longer, to be exact.
This is the route I had mapped out to run. Notice it is circular (ish – you need to use
your imagination).
This…is the route I ended up running.
Not so circular, even with your imagination at work.
It was pretty much an out
and back (except for within the park because I got a second time during my
return). It’s hard to see in this image
but miles 2, 3, 4, and 7 and 8, 9, 10 and most of 11 are all in Frick
Park. For those of you familiar with
this park know at least one fact – it’s hilly.
You know the old saying“I walked 5 miles uphill get to school and
8 miles back –also up hill; in the snow.”
Ok, so no snow today (thankfully!!), but I kid you not, I have no idea
how I did not end on a mountain top somewhere.
The run into frick was a half mile downhill, the next 2.5 were all
uphill. And somehow, I swear I’m not
lying, I’m pretty confident I ran about 1/4 downhill and 3.5 uphill.
I may not be a marathon runner, but I’ll have calves of steel by
the time this is all over! (and um….only eight toenails. TMI?
Too much info? Yeah well, I’ve
had some shoe issues. J
Switching gears – I had hoped to publish a post called “I want J”
tonight. It’s a story about my mom in
Fall of 2008 – while she was still physically fine but her communication skills
and ability to understand/respond were deteriorating. I hope it gives you a better sense of the day
to day in the early stages and maybe even makes you laugh (maybe, no promises).
But after running 12 scratch
that -13 miles – uphill both
ways – I need another day to finalize “I want J.”
But promise to have it up in the next 24
hours.
Also coming up:
- A beautifully written letter/eulogy by Pat Blahovec (friend and colleague of my mom).
- How mom got me out of speeding ticket
- A note from Elly – my sister-in-law whom lived with my mom and was her personal caregiver.
- Mom’s physical decline
- Time to talk science – Nanny, Mom and the genetics of our family’s FTD
- “Dreams about mom”
- Some more information on what the Bluefield Project and what your donations will contribute to.
- And a few more (that’s not a title – that’s just saying there will be a few more posts).
Even though the marathon is two weeks away, as long as you all are
clicking on this page, we will be on the other side - telling mom’s story to the end. The blog has been opened over 2,400 times and
in ten countries. My family and I cannot
thank you all enough for sticking around, reading the posts, donating (and if
you’ve been really thinking about
donating but haven’t – that enticing button on the right will help ya out in a
matter of 45 seconds).
Seriously though, thank you for all of your support and for
sharing this with others as well. My mom
spent her life always giving; I’m not sure if she knew how to be the recipient
of generosity, but I know she would have tears in her eyes and a swelling heart, just as mine is thanks to all of you.
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