Saturday, February 11, 2012
Run for Sherry
Today I was suppose to participate in the Camp Saratoga 8k Snowshoe race while running for Sherry. Yet, we still haven't had ANY snow. The race was switched to a trail run with yaks/spikes recommended. A few days later they became required. I don't own any yaks and I decided to skip splurging and skip the race. (Luckily it was only 24 bucks for 2 races, so I'm not too bummed about the money lost).
My RLRF plan had me scheduled to run 6 miles. I was tired of running in place on the treadmill, so I decided to run in ovals at the local track. With each lap, I was reminded why I was out there today for Sherry Arnold. A women that I didn't know and would have probably never had met but she has managed to change my life.
Since I've started running, my father has always been concerned about where I'm going, if it's deserted and just being a dad. Most of the time I've ignored him. I assumed I was invincible. I run along normal roads or on frequently used trails. I know my thought process was wrong, I just wanted to live in my bubble. When I heard about Sherry, reality sunk in, hard. She was a normal person, simply running on a normal road near her home.
Since Sherry's death, I've become a safer runner. I let people know where I'm running and what time I'll be back. I've chosen the track a few times, when it seemed that I would lose daylight while trying to get in the miles.
So today, on the day of the virtual run for Sherry, I hit the track with a heavy heart. I had run with my Nike+ and a regular stop watch to help keep track of the laps, but found that my simple stopwatch is smarter than me as I kept messing it up. I knew my Nike+ needed a good calibration as it ended up being 6.25 ( or maybe I ran 25 laps and lost count?)
Either way every single one of those laps were for Sherry, her family and friends.