When I began running three years ago, I never imagined that I could run a marathon, let alone run two over two years. I mean, I was always the girl picked last in gym class. I couldn’t even run a quarter of a mile without stopping only three years ago. Running has shown me that you can achieve any goal if you simply want it badly enough. Failure is only an option if you take your eye off the prize.
At 46 years old, I truly feel that I only have this third and final marathon in me. Training for a full marathon takes every bit of energy; both mental and physical. When my name was not picked in the lottery for the NYC Marathon, I was incredibly disappointed. However, like everything in my life, fate would intervene. I stumbled on a charity and my life will never be the same. I have found something much bigger than myself.
Having had a difficult childhood in my own right, I have focused everything in my life to stand for those little ones that can’t stand for themselves. To be able to run with purpose for those little angels both here and in heaven, I have never felt more focused. This has nothing to do with me but everything to do with fighting for them.
I am asking you to help me raise money for a cause that receives little attention. Pediatric brain tumors receive minimal funding for research and the statistics as to their prognosis even when diagnosed early will leave you with tears in your eyes.
If you would consider just donating one dollar for every mile, you can cross that finish line with me. All I am asking is a contribution of $26.20 and we can make my miles count. If you’re feeling more generous, you can “sponsor” a mile for special recognition. (Take your pick between 1 and 26). Every donation is a chance of saving those families struggling with the unimaginable.
Please help me to cross that finish line. Please help me make my miles count.....Miles of Hope.