Last weekend my family got together in Pennsylvania to make this year’s Marathon Challenge a family affair. That amounts to 8 adults and 9 grandchildren (between the ages of 12 and 2), almost a small village. Rounding out the Nick of Time Team was my sister, her husband and Jeep the dog.
Given the
medical issues that curtailed my training, I had changed the run from a
marathon run alone and spread over three days to a team effort done in one
day. The plan was for me to run as far
as possible and then have family members complete the 26.2 miles for me. Not
counting Jeep, we had a team of 10 runners ranging in age from 6 to 69.
We picked a
course that had a 3.5-4-mile loop so we could loop by the support team (the
rest of the family) for moral support and refreshments. A different family member would join me for
each loop. My twin grandchildren ran the first two loops
with me, and while they are much faster than me these days, they were kind
enough to slow down to my pace. The
team continued trading off runners in a relay fashion to keep me company while
I ground away at the miles. At 12 miles
my legs starting knotting up and by 14 miles I was cooked. Not
as much as I would have liked but the farthest I’ve gone in one run since the
stem cell transplant 5 years ago. The team
more than made up the rest of the mileage by adding on another 31 miles. Those 45 miles don’t include all the miles
run by people who signed up for the Miles for Smiles Virtual Run/Walk.
But the
success of the weekend is not measured in miles but in what we (yes…you and I) were
able to raise this year to help the children battling Pediatric Cancer. Already this year we are on schedule to send
out over 50% more boxes than last year.
Here’s an example of the joy you bring with your support.
It’s your support that has put that smile on her face. And we don’t stop there. Often times the parents need some help as well. It may be as little as gas to commute to the hospital each day, money for a baby sitter to watch siblings, food service to bring a hot meal to the family at the end of a long day, or repairs for a single mom’s car so she can be with her child. In the words of one mom:
During really tough times, it’s
the little things that let people know they are not alone and can put a smile
on their face. I keep being reminded by
a close friend…it’s not about the miles it’s about the smiles.
So next year…definitely more smiles and maybe,
just maybe, more miles.