Sunday, March 13, 2016

MILE AFTER MILE

There is so much to report about. First and foremost thank you to everyone who is in the fight against cancer with me! None of this would be possible without everyone who donates, cheers and volunteers  for the runners on our team.

I am currently over the $20,000 fundraising mark and because I am there is only one thing to do and that is to keep going. Cancer doesn't stop and neither will I.

This past Saturday I did another long run with the team and then spent the afternoon with patient partners and their families designing posters for our team dinner the night before the marathon. It is one of my favorite events ever since I was lucky enough to be partnered with Nolan. The energy and love in a room where families are there to celebrate the lives of their children reaffirm why there needs to be money for cancer research. The patient partners are living proof of that. While it is also heartbreaking when I hear the stories from people of the research that has helped a child survive cancer I know that there are reasons why the DFMC runners are there.

I have been lucky enough this season to attend well over five long runs with the team on Saturday mornings. I know how fortunate I am to have parents that go with me and a son who luckily loves this team as much as I do. Owen's excitement to see Sandy (Matty's mom) and his friend John make the 4:30 departures worth while. Many people ask why I get up that early and spend the morning on the course just for a few hours and come again weekend after weekend. It is simple. I am committed to this team and they are a huge part of my life. My family is a part of the DFMC family just as much as I am.

My training is going well. After the 16 mile runs and a solid base was built the mileage increased. I have completed two 18 mile runs and a 20 mile run during the last month. I felt great at most of them with a rough patch here and there but nothing I couldn't mentally get through. It's hard to complain when you run for Caitlin and Nolan. I have a 20 mile weekend run planned this weekend with my friend Joy who got me involved with the DFMC program 17 years ago. I am very excited to see her and I am prepared to run hard. She is a qualifier for Boston so I have my work cut out for me on the hills in Middlebury! The following weekend is the last big one. It's my favorite run. It takes place on the course once again and we run out on the hills 11 miles going one way and then return on the hills. It is 22 miles of pure energy and the last real push before the big day. My friend Melissa will be there!! She is running on the Children's team and I am equally excited to see her. Chris and Owen will be volunteering at the Team Matty water stop so there will be a HUGE party going on there.

This is such an exciting time during the season. I start to look ahead to marathon weekend and seeing Peg and Keith and remembering Caitlin at the pasta dinner although she is never far form my mind.  It is a time to honor Nolan and celebrate his life. It is time to be with my own family in the best city on the planet. It is a time to celebrate the amazing work of our team and the DFMC staff and all of the volunteers. Above all it is a time to celebrate my family, friends and total strangers who have supported what I do and all have the same goal and that is to imagine a world without cancer.

Sunday, February 7, 2016

The Mailbox

Saturday I was slated to travel to Boston with Owen and my parents for an 18 mile training run with the team. Believe it or not it was cancelled due to a snowstorm while Vermont remains snow free. Although I have been to a couple of team runs this year and have five more coming up I missed the team and Sandy's cookies immensely. There is something uniquely special about our team which includes veterans like myself and newbies. We are all lacing up for one cause and that's to kick cancer to the curb if not today then in the future. 

I decided Saturday morning to take advantage of my parents spending the morning with Owen so I could set out on the 18 mile journey on my own. Owen loves my training runs because they usually include time with my parents or a trip to Boston which is his second favorite place to be. It was a beautiful day with sun and clouds and 30 degree weather. Keep in mind the road I live on is absolutely beautiful. It is surrounded by (large) hills, mountain views, a farm named Happy Acres, wild animals, and several cows. 

I had the brilliant idea of really pushing myself this run and focusing on something so I didn't get lonely out there. I decided to run a mile at my marathon 9 minute mile pace and then run a mile at 8:20 pace alternating between the two times for the 18 miles. Things were going great and I thought to myself that it wasn't as hard as I thought until I returned for the second time up the hill at the end of my road (1,400 feet of total elevation this run) and realized the 8:20 miles caught up to my legs. I won't lie the run became challenging quickly. I knew at that point I had to dig deep and focus on the reasons why I run. It's amazing how that gets me out of my own head and can keep me going. By the way the alternating mile sprints ended here and I stuck with the 9 minute mile pace for the last four miles of my run. ;) 

You are probably wondering why I titled this post "The Mailbox." It is this simple...my friend Vicky lives three miles down the road so I was able to pass her mailbox four times during the run. She stashed water in her mailbox and even took my gloves, hat and a shirt as I was overheating. Whether she knows it or not her mailbox and support are a lifesaver especially on long runs. This allows me to not have to carry my own water. She not only lets me fill her mailbox but is a huge supporter of the fight against cancer after losing her own father to this disease. This week she made an incredibly generous donation to my fundraising page for which I am truly grateful. Friends like her mean more than they ever know. This explains the title and the photo in this post. Thanks Vicky!

Happy February and thank you for reading!

Cheers,
Lisa