In honor of my mother

I know I blog about running a lot which seems to be the only I do lately besides work and clean the kitchen so here is another running blog. This past Saturday Bill and I trekked southeast of here to Ottumwa to run in the Race for the Cure. We had to get up at 6:15 am (ouch) for our journey. It was a special race for me as my mother is a breast cancer survivor. I ran in celebration of my mother. They were giving out these cool scarfs which celebrate breast cancer suvivors and I raced with her name on my back. The picture of it didn't turn out well. As I always think about suffering while I am running and suffering, it was a special time for me to think of my mother and all she went through. I as very removed from my mom's fight with cancer because I was 1000 miles away at college for most of it. I ran to worship music in my Ipod and had some good time praying in thanksgiving for my mother's bravery and her health now. It was a great flat fast course and I crushed my personal record by almost a minute and I did that all in celebration of my brave mother. ILY