I feel like I have been traveling warp speed through space and time.....
I have made it back to NC, if you even knew I left NC and went back to OK? Many of you who like my FB page know, but either way, last Wednesday my dad lost his fight with pancreatic cancer. I am even now still at a loss for words. It doesn't seem real. It seems like I will wake up and this will all be a dream, I'll be back in WA where I was before he received his diagnosis. Things will be the same and he will be healthy again. But I guess that can't happen so it is time to start accepting the truth. The truth that cancer touches and affects so many of us, it doesn't care how many miles we run, or weights we lift. It just plain and simply sucks. Enough said.
Thank you all for your thoughts and prayers and support. I asked on my FB page for followers to dedicate a mile to my dad during their next run, and dedicate a mile in honor of other cancer survivors and those who have lost their battles. I can't really tell exactly how many miles were run for my dad but I added up about 84.97777 (the .97777 is thanks to Mel's 8k race) miles dedicated to him. I am truly touched by this...I love runners.
Today I headed out for what I hoped would be my long 19 mile run. I made it 5.5 miles before I called it quits. I had a shooting pain through my hip, just like I had in 2010 while training for OKC marathon. I have no idea what this was about but I figured I would call it quits and spare myself the pain and agony. I can get my 19 or 20 miler in Saturday. Anyone local (ish) who would like to join me???
Today is my two year Friendaversary with Tall Mom. On 10/10/09 I went out of my comfort zone and went on my first blind, bloggy, running date. Read about the blind date HERE.... And about my fear and nervousness about accepting her invite for a run HERE. I can't believe I was nervous to meet her for a run! She was so fast and famous...I was just a new blogger trying to make my way. To this day I am so glad, grateful that I did. Mel has been a rock for me and proved time and time again to be a true friend. She knows, somehow, when to text and just what to say. I miss our runs and the conversations we shared while logging miles. Somehow a good run with a trusted friend is often just what the heart needs, and lately my heart needs a good long run with a good, trusted friend who can put things into perspective, give me hope, empathize with me, and just exist with me, on the road. There is comfort in companionship and sharing the misery of a long run, or the exhaustion of a short, fast(ish) run, or just the ease of a no pressure run.
So, Mel, happy Friendaversary! Thanks for everything!!
Do you celebrate Friendaversaries? Maybe you should!