A year ago this week…
If you’ve been on the scene for at least a year now, you might recall that this week marks the one year anniversary of two very memorable experiences: one high, one low.
I almost missed out on the Wild West Relay because my boy, Luther, was diagnosed with aggressive lymphoma a week before I was scheduled to leave for Colorado. Two months before his 12th birthday, I had made the decision to put him down as he went from Luther to sad face within a matter of hours. Literally the day before Kristin and I were to leave for our relay, Luther let me know it was time for him to go… and for me to go heal away from our home.
What better place to mourn the loss of your constant companion than running through beautiful Colorado? It was after this adventure that I accepted running as a true passion, not just a means of “getting in my cardio” and burning calories just because I could.
As my next adventure draws near, I continue to look forward to each and every run. Today I ran around Luther’s old stomping grounds on Daniel Island… tomorrow I may do the same, as tomorrow marks one year since my boy said goodbye. If that doesn’t motivate me to get up and head down to his favorite swimming spot at the Waterfront Park, what will?
2 years ago
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