Wednesday, November 09, 2011
Wednesdays are my "big run" days. I have back to back agility classes with my dogs and then I follow that up with a good run with them. I do my runs with a friend, which is motivation in itself. I can't EVER call in sick or just decide that I don't feel like it, as my running partner (other than my dogs...and hers) has all the reasons in the world to do that, but doesn't; she has cancer. She was diagnosed with stage 4 breast cancer three and a half years ago and was given three to six months....did I say that that was 3 AND A HALF YEARS AGO! So, you see why it would really be difficult to say that I don't feel well enough to run. She has a kickass attitude and the determination of anyone that has topped Everest. This is the person who was told that the pain her legs is a weakness, where a fracture or break could occur, but it didn't stop her from running her dogs. Unfortunately, the cancer has spread to her bones, brain, and lungs (other places too, but they responded better to treatments). The last three weeks have been really difficult for her and for the first time since her diagnosis, she has missed runs. I have to say I'm pretty scared. In turn, my runs have been shorter and even my morning runs leave me thinking/worrying about her.
Tonight, another friend offered to run with me, but I told her I'd rather solo it. Why would I do such a thing?? That is so not like me. I certainly enjoy the company, but...I don't know. I think she was actually relieved, because she looked tired and is not normally a runner. I did a short run and dropped off some soup at my running partners house.
I'm not sure why I wrote this. I can't bring myself to delete it, but I really don't want to be a downer and it seems like all my blogs lately are depressing and sad. That's really not me, believe me. Maybe I just needed to "put" this somewhere and if you read it all, Thank You. I promise the next blog will represent my chipper, crazy self a bit better...even if I got BS it!