Have you ever had your breath taken away? Not by getting hit or scared, but by the pure shock of seeing something?
It happened to me at our pre-run talk this Saturday. Kelan came to see us.
You see, I ran my first marathon in 1999 with Team in Training (TNT). My hero patient at that time was a little boy around 8 or 9 years old who had been diagnosed with leukemia about a year prior. The day before my first marathon all the Seattle & Tacoma Team in Training members gathered around the pool for pictures. Kelan climbed up on a chair & read a poem he had read about our running for him & him not being sick any more. He had us all in tears.
Fast forward through years of not running, getting a postcard from LLS to join Team in Training (again) & my signing up for another event with the Leukemia-Lymphoma Society. Early November 2009 we were in Gig Harbor for a training run & as I am running with my new coaches we are talking about how long they have been working with TNT. I am thinking they may know something about Kelan & where he is (or isn't). I was so nervous to even ask it out loud, but I did. And they said they knew Kelan & that in 2007 he ran the Honolulu marathon with both his mom & dad to celebrate his 5 years of being cancer free. What a relief to hear! I could let that go.
But then here we are this past Saturday huddling up for our mission moment before our longest training run before our event. And up walks Kelan. I see him & start to get choked up just at the sight of him. He has no idea who I am, but that does not matter. What matters is that he is a survivor. He is a high school senior who has swam at state level competitions. He is tall. And he is as blonde as he was at 8 years old. He speaks to those around him with confidence & passion. He & his family are still very much involved with TNT & LLS & other families with kids going through what he once did.
No, I am not solely responsible for his still being around. But I am one of many who has trained & fundraised for him & others wearing similar shoes. No, not all the stories end happily. But this one does! And I cannot tell you the feeling that wells up inside when I think of it.
The run was long & sometimes a true pain (in the knee or foot). But I did my 12 miles in 2 1/2 hours. About what I expected with my walking some of the hills that I don't get along with. The biggest blessing was that it stayed dry! I was so happy to be running 12 miles & not be soaking wet :)
I still have some funds to raise. Some days that is really frustrating. Some days I know it will be okay & something will come together. So yes, this is where I plug it & tell you that if you have not donated I would be ever so happy if you went to http://pages.teamintraining.org/wa/vancouvr09/hburke & made a contribution. 75 cents of every dollar raised goes to this cause. There are numerous researchers in the Seattle area that are funded directly by what money is being raised by my team-mates & I.
As always, thank you for reading.
~heidi
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