Today's a holiday, and I was almost about to not post.
But then I remembered I had this series and I really just want to remember everything about my training.
This weekend I ran 15 miles.
That's fucking ridiculous.
And when I finished, I was tired but I felt amazing. Unstoppable. It was such a wonderful feeling. Most of my run I was thinking about people like Dena, and how my run was nothing compared to what they go through. Sure, people are amazed that I am running like this. But I'm amazed that people fight through cancer and come out strong.
There are 12 more weeks until the marathon. And then it'll be over. But the fight to cure cancer won't be over. If you can donate even $5 to my run, I would be eternally grateful. See, here's the thing I think people forget: Every little bit makes a difference. Donations don't need to be huge. If all of my GFC readers donated $5, we would have $1,000 more toward finding a cure. Nuts.
Thanks again for coming along for this crazy journey. Seriously.