That biopsy I had done last week on a mole on the back of my shoulder — fine, nothing wrong, just normal. Oh, and that ache in my foot that kept me from running for a few days. Also fine. And so I’m ready to run on Sunday — 7 a.m., 13.1 miles, ribbons and all.
Posts Tagged ‘run’
Everything is Fine
Thursday, February 11th, 2010Hope
Sunday, January 17th, 2010
2005, post-chemo
Five years ago, I was in a hospital bed, too weak from chemo to stand up.
2010, post-run
Today, I ran 11 miles.
See, there is always hope.
Makes me want to run
Thursday, March 19th, 2009
The day after his mom passed away from lung cancer in 2007, my friend Rob started to run. He’s been running ever since. Of his early days as a runner, he says: “During the next year I ran some 300 miles. I ran a series of races: 5k, 5mi, 10k, a half marathon and on what would have been my mothers’ 60th Birthday (January 13th) I ran 26.2 miles across the mild Arizona desert in my first marathon. I ran on sand, on pavement, on dirt, on gravel and even through Camp Pendleton’s mud.”
Rob runs in the morning, in the rain and in bitter cold temperatures. Clearly, the guy is hooked. And he’s starting to write all about his love for the run. “I wanted to start a blog to help others understand how to find their passion and get as much out of life as I do,” he writes. “It took a series of major events for me to find the focus I have today. I’d hope that through sharing my stories and advice that the world will be a better place for you.” Here is where his story begins.
