Math has never been my strong subject... 🏃
Effort has been... 🏃
But, I thought that from my entrance to the back exit of the neighborhood was 1.2 miles...
Nope, it's 1.1 miles. 🏃
So I did 22 back and forth's--- 🏃
22 x 1.1 = 24.2 miles-------------------I thought it was 22 x 1.2 which is 26.4....
Oh well, I still went out and walked a ton--I walked a slew of miles.
So this week, my game plan is this ... 🏃
Tuesday walk 15 miles or so. Game plan is to walk from my house in Carmel down to the VA hospital in Indianapolis. Something new and unique--But, I have a very specific reason. 🏃
Wednesday I am gunning for 26.4 miles or my first marathon. 🏃
When I achieve this goal--next week I start RUNNING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 🏃
I was late entering this---this was achieved on Wed the 8th..........
🏃 🏃 🏃 🏃 🏃
Monday, February 13, 2017
Tuesday, February 7, 2017
Day 9 -- 6 in the books--tomorrow is go time!
All the hype is gone, Patriots won the big game. But really what does the Super Bowl do for us????
Absolutely nothing, unless your career rides on it--we root, cheer, eat and drink--We purchase big foam #1 fingers--we love the commercials--then Monday, that is the talk of town. The scuttlebutt is so overwhelmed with Monday morning QB's its unreal.
Monday starts a new week--off to the races we go. By Friday we can't even remember the big play--we just remember Tom Brady's jersey is still missing and Brady had the biggest comeback ever.
But as we progress with cancer--we seem to remember every single little detail; the day, the weather, the drive--the nurses, the DR's. We recall who smiled at us, who greeted us with a firm handshake and said welcome. We remember the first blood drawn, we remember the person encouraging us to go and get checked out.
Cancer is a big game--in a triumphant arena, it's played all around the world. In small cities, small towns, small and large countries. Each opponent we face is sometimes hourly, sometimes daily and it seems to progress for weeks upon end.
But we see little victories, little comebacks. We are the Tom Brady's--the ones who were down, who were hurting at half-time. We feel so isolated from others, yet we know our teammates believe in us, they know we will prevail.
Vince Lombardi said " I never lost a game, I just ran out of time."
Cancer has no qualms at taking loved ones from us--so as coach said, we fight, scratch, claw our way to victories and sometimes we just can't defeat the big C word. We give it our best fight; were stronger than cancer--but cancer can't beat US--
The US is you and I--like a basketball team or a hand it has five players or five fingers--when we clench our hands and make a fist it becomes very powerful and as a unit of one on the hardwoods--we will defeat the best.
That is what I am doing--I running my first marathon for a very powerful female athlete and breast cancer survivor and advocate.
Today I did 6 miles walking for the Big E--tomorrow I am going for 26.2 miles walking.
I am ready, shuffle charged. Water and nutrition all laid out--tomorrow I will do my first marathon--walking--but I will have a little victory in the books....
It will be awesome.
Absolutely nothing, unless your career rides on it--we root, cheer, eat and drink--We purchase big foam #1 fingers--we love the commercials--then Monday, that is the talk of town. The scuttlebutt is so overwhelmed with Monday morning QB's its unreal.
Monday starts a new week--off to the races we go. By Friday we can't even remember the big play--we just remember Tom Brady's jersey is still missing and Brady had the biggest comeback ever.
But as we progress with cancer--we seem to remember every single little detail; the day, the weather, the drive--the nurses, the DR's. We recall who smiled at us, who greeted us with a firm handshake and said welcome. We remember the first blood drawn, we remember the person encouraging us to go and get checked out.
Cancer is a big game--in a triumphant arena, it's played all around the world. In small cities, small towns, small and large countries. Each opponent we face is sometimes hourly, sometimes daily and it seems to progress for weeks upon end.
But we see little victories, little comebacks. We are the Tom Brady's--the ones who were down, who were hurting at half-time. We feel so isolated from others, yet we know our teammates believe in us, they know we will prevail.
Vince Lombardi said " I never lost a game, I just ran out of time."
Cancer has no qualms at taking loved ones from us--so as coach said, we fight, scratch, claw our way to victories and sometimes we just can't defeat the big C word. We give it our best fight; were stronger than cancer--but cancer can't beat US--
The US is you and I--like a basketball team or a hand it has five players or five fingers--when we clench our hands and make a fist it becomes very powerful and as a unit of one on the hardwoods--we will defeat the best.
That is what I am doing--I running my first marathon for a very powerful female athlete and breast cancer survivor and advocate.
Today I did 6 miles walking for the Big E--tomorrow I am going for 26.2 miles walking.
I am ready, shuffle charged. Water and nutrition all laid out--tomorrow I will do my first marathon--walking--but I will have a little victory in the books....
It will be awesome.
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