Saturday, March 12, 2011

all you gotta do is believe in yourself...

"quiet and sincere sympathy is often the most welcome and efficient consolation to the afflicted.  said a wise man to one in deep sorrow, "i did not come to comfort you; God only can do that; but i did come to say how deeply and tenderly i feel for you in your affliction."  
~tryon edwards

my cheerleaders last spring

on may 15, 2011 jeff and i, along with a bunch of our wonderful friends, are running in the 3rd annual 5k "run the palisades" to benefit the diabetes foundation.  this is the 3rd year i am running this race. in 2009 it was my first 5k ever, i walked part of it and finished in 37.07.  i had started running in the winter of that year and through repeated cajoling from my amazing friend, vita, i finally signed up for the race.  it was the beginning of my zen-tastic relationship with running and more so with the goal of getting better and a little faster.  

vita & jeff looking at the goodies in the goodie bag from the run

vita & jeff with the gift of colon zen
last year, in 2010, jeff, vita, and i ran this race again.  the course was a little different, but it was still a great route.  i ran my best time ever, 29.33.  as i approached the finish line, jeff was already done, water bottle in hand with his amazing time of 25.25, cheering me on to run my ass off so i could beat my time from my previous personal record.  (that pr was from when we ran in hackensack in october of the fall of 2009.  i came in third in my age category with 29.54 and even got a medal.... there were only three people in my age category...but who's counting...)
my one and only medal
anyhoo, as i approached the finish line in fort lee last year, all i could think about was that i may have the need to toss my cookies.  i pushed on, and made it over the finish line while practically shoving the person in front of me out of the way as the race people took my little number ticket thing.  then i proceeded to dry heave into the bushes adjacent to the finish line as jeff handed me a bottle of water.  10 seconds later and a little circular walk to regain my breath, i was back in business.  
post-race

so this year, we run again.  we are running this race for a great cause and who knows, i may just get under those 29 minutes.  we are running for all those who live every day with diabetes, like my dad.  almost two years ago he had his right leg amputated due to complications from diabetes but continues to soldier on, loving life.  
pa & matty at kessler with little matty 2009
pa hanging with little matty 2011

he is living, driving, and working at the golf course, and happily hanging with little matty in the morning while i run in to keep my sanity.



matty just came in from outside and told me he put his chair in the chair holder all by himself because "all you gotta do is believe in yourself."  godspeed.

5 comments:

  1. and yesterday he needed your help. today he didn't. :)

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  2. saw jeff run past our house yesterday and thought...and so it begins...again..xoxoxo

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  3. Run Forrest, run!

    You have a big heart, Nic. :)

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  4. You are a ture “hero” of the Diabetes Foundation, Nicole – our love to your Dad!

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