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Posted Jun 27th 2011 12:17PM by Lesleh
In Reno Nevada there is a 12 person relay adventure race that starts in downtown Reno and travels 178 miles around Lake Tahoe CA, through the night and then finishes back in Reno the following day. Each runner has to run 3 legs each varying in distance and difficulty. As the race begins the altitude increases, climbing elevations of thousand’s. For the third year I have put together a women’s team called the Scattered Daisies. Scattered Daisies is the name because we come from scattered places. 3 Canadian’s come as well as one friend from New York. I am the 4thCanadian runner but I live in Reno, 7 others that reside in Reno make up our team. We Reno runners enter a few other half and full marathons a year. Our ages range from those in their thirties to late fifties. Some of the women on our team run businesses like Aventura, Restaurants like Wellington Court and The Coach House. We have a CPA (who masters the watch), an Oncology Nurse, Teacher and breast cancer survivor. We are all mothers and some mothers of other young athletes ….swimmers, gymnasts, basketball players, soccer players, hockey players and skiers. 
Two years ago I was lucky to re-connect with a rowing pal Lesleh Anderson Heim-rungirlrun. I had to have my team decked out in rungirlrun attire. Les was able to custom fit us with daisy skorts ,tanks and jackets. Our look was so hot last year we won “most spirited team” We constantly get compliments on our outfits.
During the night legs we run in absolute pitch darkness needing headlights, reflective vests and flashlights. This year we were sponsored by knuckle lights.
Scattered Daisies team members have only really changed by one person each year which says a lot about the unity of the team. There are moments of pure laughter taking over all physical control. Music favorites that are played over and over again, plus the odd prankster joke. One of our runners ran her first marathon last fall at Nike women’s .After her marathon she was touring some of San Francisco’s finest stores sipping a PBR in a brown paper bag (Pabst Blue Ribbon).
So for Rochelle’s first leg of the race we tied 6 empty PBR cans to the back of the van bumper and slowly drove past her. As Rochelle wondered what the noise was the look on her face upon seeing the cans was worth every moment. Yes we do get a little nutty on route. However we are all about friendship, support and improving within ourselves.
The RTO relay is tougher than a marathon. It’s the waiting to run and then run again and then run again….plus organizing all your food in between. The darkness, hill climbs, and constant increase in altitude make it challenging. This year’s RTO had a record entry of 209 teams, including one team from Brazil. You can make the event as fun or as serious as you like. There are contests for the Best Team Name, Best Team Spirit, Best Team shirt, best decorated van and Best Exchange point.
I am hoping one year Lesleh can join us and run as a Scattered Daisy. The roughness from 3am to 7am quickly diminishes at the finish line where the fun continues. This year we skipped into the finish line holding hands. Karen our CPA from Ballston New York had dollars ready from her boss to treat us all to a cold finish line beer.
We hope to keep our Scattered Daisy Team a continued entry in the Reno Tahoe Odyssey Relay and one day do the Hood to Coast. This is an amazing group of women to run and race with.
Deb (Snider) Lloyd Captain of the Scattered Daisies
Posted May 18th 2011 9:38AM by Lesleh
The Bloomsday Run in Spokane Washington attracts a multitude of runners, approximately 54,000 of them. At every race we are touched time and again by the stories of those who run. Women come to our booth and share the reasons why they started running - or lifelong runners chat about what keeps them out there on the road. As I boarded the plane from Spokane to home, I grabbed the local paper and was so touched by a story of two friends ~ I knew I would have to share it here.
Mandi Walters and Shannon Little were just a couple of women on the road in Spokane with the intention of unleashing their inner crazy. The loon factor is one of the things that is particularly endearing about these huge runs. Spokane is no different. Runs like this tend to draw runners out of the house that only race once a year, and they love to do it with their own little twist.
To some, the 7.46 mile race, it is a test of their endurance but to this pair of friends - so much more than that.
Mandi, a 30 year old yoga instructor, ties a leg to one of Shannon’s legs using an aging sports bra for a rope. ( How freaking fantastic an idea is that! : ).
Legend has it that the said bra was discovered in the trunk of Mandi’s car when this three-legged ritual was hatched. That was six or so Bloomsdays ago according to Shannon, a 29 year old caregiver.
Did I mention that they perform their running feat (excuse the pun) as “SillySally” and “SillyBilly”, wearing wacky outfits to add to the craziness. “Last year was a polka-dot theme!” While it makes you smile and laugh a little, it is impossible when hearing the rest of the story not to get a little choked up. More on that in a moment.
It should be noted first of all that being tied leg-to-leg hasn’t slowed these two athletic women as much as one might presume. Shannon said that they three legged it across the line last year in about 1 hour and 17 minutes. Not bad. This year’s three legged adventure however, was going to be conducted at a little more leisurely pace.
Shannon is seven months pregnant this year. Ah, a blessed event you think…supplying ample oos and ahs for a touching story. Life though ~ proves not to be so linear.
Shannon’s baby, a girl, suffers from a severe chromasome abnormality. This has caused catastrophic defects. The baby isn’t expected to survive outside the womb. All these truths were revealed to Shannon over the course of one awful week. Shannon decided to see her pregnancy through to full term and will deliver her child, Trinity Phoenix. That is the name she and her husband Bradford, gave to their daughter.
I am betting a lot of people would forego cutting it up at any run in the wake of such a devastating development.
This strong amazing woman said she simply thought of herself as being at a Y in the road. “I can go left, which is hiding and being in this big secret, or, I can go right, which is filled with joy!” Shannon said, “so what better joy than to move forward with this tradition of the ultimate silliness?”
I like to think that little Trinity will miraculously heal these next two months inside the womb of such a lovely brave mother.
Touched on the road,
Lesleh Anderson Heim
Posted Mar 29th 2011 10:00PM by Lesleh
As years go by we need to reaquaint ourselves with our relationship to running. Some of us start out running for a cause, some of us begin with a goal of weight loss…lots of us do it becuase it is the one time of the day that our head is actually clear of tasks and chores and work related gobbledeegoop. There does come a time however that we question our running life. It might be after the first race, or it might be after years of marathoning.
My sister-in-law, who is an avid marathoner and has the tight little multi-marathon body to prove it - recently mentioned that perhaps this Boston would be her last hurrah. She loves to run, she enjoys the process of training and racing, and she appreciates the time away with the girlfriends who run as well…not to mention occasional opportunities to see her fabulous “sister” that she doesn’t see enough. We didn’t really discuss her reasons behind the decision…but it made me wonder how many of you have made significant training choices, or racing choices that are different from your original game plan.
What are the game changers? Why did you step back for a moment and regroup…and what kind of experiences you have been blessed or cursed with because of those changes?
I just gave up my fitness classes, which is a huge change in my life. No more running out to class, now I can actually focus on the running and what I would like to achieve out on the road. I am looking forward to all that changes that will bring - what about you?
Yours on the road,
Lesleh Anderson Heim ~ rungirlrun
Posted Feb 24th 2011 11:06AM by Lesleh
Ladies…I am thoroughly enjoying a 6 week stint in Florida. Multiple races brought me here, with the bonus of a couple of rowing camps. While the north has taken the brunt of lousy weather this winter - I have been blessed to be able to row and run in the sun and comfortable temperatures and beautiful locations.
As we prepare for the Disney Princess, I can’t help but wonder “Is that all there is my friends?”. We encourage you to send photos and a description of your favorite running locations to Lesleh@rungirlrun.ca as we would like to highlight your favorite destinations. Of course, if you are wearing rungirlrun gear - all the better!
Tell us your stories!
Posted Dec 28th 2010 1:21PM by Lesleh
My rowers love this mix. It is a great mix to take to weekend sporting events and use as a team munchie. Full of good carbs, needed sugar and salt and the soy allows for a good amount of protein! At regattas we go through a two gallon container daily…I find it hard to keep up with how fast they eat it. I also like to have it at the running expo when I am working, I can easily grab a handful here and there while I am working and then I am not so underfueled on race day.
What you need:
I have a two gallon plastic container that I use to store this. I use a huge stainless steel bowl to mix it or sometimes just a big bag so that it mixes up well.
Cereal choices are as you prefer them….I usually use two different kinds from the following list:
Cheerios - whole grain or multi grain and sometimes chocolate
Quaker Oats - oatmeal squares
Chex - the cinnamon are good, or whole grain/whole wheat?
DRIED FRUIT- I am usually one to use a little of everything. You have to watch the dried fruit though…as some have added sugar. My favorites are dried cranberries, pomegranate, apples, pears, figs, dates, prunes, raisins
NUTS - almonds, walnuts, cashews, peanuts, soy nuts (Super Soy nuts from the Lee Family Farm in Northeasr Iowa), http://www.soynuts.com/groupdisplay.asp?id=3 I use the cranberry crunch. I also like their honey mustard soy nuts and sometimes will do a salty mix with can of unsalted mixed nuts, honey mustard soy nuts, pretzels and chex cereal. This is the best bang for your buck soy nut mix on the market, and it just happens to be grown and packaged in our own backyard!
Seeds etc. : sunflower, pumpkin
OPTIONAL - m&m’s any version, sometimes I use the dark chocolate and sometimes I use the pretzel. Either or neither…whatever you like. Even yogurt covered raisins or dark chocolate covered fruit is good. I wouldn’t put in more than a half a cup of chocolate though.
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Cereal - right out of the box! Pour in half to 3/4’s of each box.
Fruit - 12 oz
Nuts - 16 oz of soy nuts (entire bag), then about cup of almonds, cup of walnuts, cup of peanuts, cup of cashews
Seeds - 1/2 cup of sun, 1/2 cup of pumpkin
Chocolate Fix - use your discretion
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Enjoy!
Lesleh
Posted Dec 10th 2010 8:14AM by Lesleh
We found Elvis...and then some!
Las Vegas is well worth your time! We had such a great time running the Half Marathon December 5th. Sunshine, Brenda and I all started in Corral 8 (there were 32 corrals…and approximately 25,000 runners). I was pleasantly surprised by how much I enjoyed the course…which takes you down the Las Vegas Strip, into Old Las Vegas and then back to Mandalay Bay. There were lots of folks cheering us on, a crowd of people at a local watering hole in old town were offering up beverages to those who needed a little hair of the dog…(happy to say that did not apply to any of us!). We hung out with Elvis, were serenaded by Bret Michaels at the finish line party…and topped it all off with a visit to the Precious Sluts Tattoo Parlor so Sonia could commemorate all her racing with a new tattoo. In the photo below is one of the gals that shopped in our booth at the expo. She wore her runner girl on her cheek for 26.2! Way to go!
cheeky marathoner
RunGirlRun Girlfriend Top and Skort!
As usual we try to visit with the women that buy our apparel…here are a couple of our Run Girl Run patrons! So many stories go along with the accomplishment of finishing a marathon. I have no photo because we didn’t find each other, but my neice Heather and her Husband Mark completed their first (and perhaps only) marathon in great time!
Wow! You did it!
The post race concert was none other than Bret Michaels…The Rock of Love. He was outstanding! Quite fitting really, he endured a lot this year!
The one and only Bret Michaels!
Sonia was all set to get her tattoo done on the Strip. I however insisted that we find the Precious Slut Tattoo Parlor. I saw their advertisements on cabs all over the city and thought it was worthy of a visit. We dropped off our shipment on Monday…and then found our destination. The place was awesome, clean, open…bright. They artists who worked there were articulate, considerate and personable. She set herself in the chair and 20 minutes later she was marked for life!
Sunny with a chance of pain!
The final Product was a Tattoo written in Greek that means Long Distance Runner…though if Sunshine doesn’t get to the Orthopedist it is a little more like the Long Distance Limper!
Finally, we all had the pleasure of going to a show with a college friend of Sonia’s…(she has all the hook-ups). Penn and Teller. The show was at the Rio and we actually played a little part in it. Brenda has all the photos on her phone and and we are having some trouble getting them from her…but I promise when she stops making up for the time she was away from work, I will upload them. Teller does speak and when he spoke to us…he called us his Muses! Duh…of course we are!
Well, that’s it. That’s all I’ve got for 2010. I’m going to lay low until January - when the races begin again. Look for us at the Disney Marathon Weekend.
Happily Holidays,
Lesleh Anderson Heim
Posted Sep 27th 2010 2:46PM by Lesleh
Just back from the Nashville Women’s Half Marathon which was organized by the folks at Women’s Running Magazine. I am making an attempt to run 4 half marathons in 5 weeks, which for those of you who run full marathons is not really that great a feat. I unfortunately still battle with time to train, so getting 5 halfs in is a bit of a push.
First on my agenda was the Philadelphia Rock and Roll Half. I ran with Sonia Walsh, ( some of you hear me refer to her as Sunshine)…she is on a mission to do 3 in 4 weeks. Her Father and Step Mom, Ted and Vicky - were our fabulous race support team in Philly and treated us to a Phillies game when we completed our run. Pictured here Vicky, Lesleh, Sonia and Ted!
This was the perfect finish to a pretty fabulous run. The Philadelphia Rock and Roll Half was a nice race course, first meandering through the downtown area and then out into Fairmont Park along the Sckuykill River. Both Sunshine and I want to return there next year and try to improve our times!
This past weekend in Nashville was another great race course. Personally I woke up after working the expo for two days with an empty tank. I was tired and whining and really didn’t feel much like lacing up my shoes. I kept repeating to myself the committment I had made to get 4 halfs completed in 5 weeks…and headed to the starting line. It was such a fun atmosphere to have such a wonderful group of women in the corrals. Everyone looked awesome, and no one pushed and shoved. Very ladylike this group…lol. Jodi Messina got our engines started with the National Anthem line only she can do!
Working the event and running the event along with me was our other Run Girl Run “Sonja”…who resides in Kentucky but comes to us from Vienna, Austria. Sonja is a triathlete and is very involved with Team in Training. Having just completed the Nations tri a couple weeks ago, with a PR ~ neither of us were feeling all that excited about racing on Saturday…the expo had been a non-stop busy event and it can be exhausting. However…as the pictures prove we did indeed make it to the starting line.
..as well as the finish line I am happy to say.
This is Sonja looking absolutely amazing in her run girl run tank and skort!
We did finish respectably, and I really loved the course in Nashville, it was hilly and scenic. I tend to get a little bored when the course is flat. Seems longer to me. The women were fantastic…and the organizers did a great job.
This coming week Sonia (Iowa, Sunshine) and I are heading to Disney for the Wine and Dine Half Marathon. This will be an exercise in endurance for sure…the race begins at 10 p.m. after a two day expo. FolLowing the race is a party at Epcot until 3 a.m. We will report on the wine and whether or not we were left whining. I know I know….shut up and run! !
Be sure to visit the booth at the Wine and Dine…we have adorable new pink stemmed wine glasses with running charms! Fabulous!
Posted Jun 21st 2010 11:22AM by Lesleh
This is a guest post from one of my best friends. It’s long - indulge her your time, because she loves to talk…and write and quite honestly she has something fabulous to offer to the world. Here is a little piece of my favorite ~ Sunshine!
I was an active little kid. Small, quick, full of lots of energy. ALWAYS outside. It was the 70s, kids didn’t stay in.
At the end of the summer the year I was about 4 ½ years old, I went for a bike ride with my dad. I went for lots of bike rides with my dad, there was just a little newspaper rack on the back of his bike I sat on and held on tight. This time though I couldn’t find my shoes so I went without.
We were out in the countryside when my foot got caught in the spokes and everything went into slow motion. All I remember is my dad turning around, throwing the bike and then everything went black. Then I regained consciousness and there was a towel around my foot, hanging over a bucket half full of blood. Soon thereafter I was having surgery at Dover Air Force Base having cut my heel almost completely off save for a small piece of tissue hanging on at the bottom of my foot. I had completely severed my Achilles tendon.
I remember a few post-accident details:
The people in my neighborhood bought us a bike seat.
I got tons of toys in the hospital.
And the doctors told my parents I might not walk quite right again.
Aside from a pretty nifty scar, I didn’t just walk, I ran. By the time I was in high school, I enjoyed some success during track doing sprints, 100s and 200s were my preferred distances. Which is funny, that’s hardly any distance at all. I was short and speedy.
And that was that. I kind of thought of running as something that would remain a part of my past. A thing to do in high school. College is too busy, then I got married and had gobs of babies, who has time to run when you have small children? Not me…I didn’t bother.
When my boys were toddlers (my girls didn’t exist yet) I did run a couple years with a friend, nothing more than some 5Ks, but having somebody to motivate me was good. Then I had two more babies and didn’t think about running anymore.
Fast forward to January 2009. A friend who had moved to Arizona talked to another friend and myself about coming down there to do the PF Chang Rock N’ Roll Half in Phoenix in January 2010. With a year to prepare, we said sure.
But then I kind of panicked. A HALF MARATHON. What the hell was I thinking? I was a sprinter, not a distance runner! Nothing sounded less fun than running 13.1 miles ON PURPOSE. But I’d made the verbal commitment and humiliation was enough of a motivating factor to get me to start researching workouts, diet, what shoes to buy, how to train, etc. March 2009 my other friend and I went together to get fitted for shoes and once the spring weather hit, I was starting to train.
My training slacked over the course of a busy summer but then once the kids started school in mid-August I was hardcore running the four days per week according to my training schedule, gradually increasing my mileage each week.
At this time, several things happened all at once. For the first time in almost 14 years, I was “alone”. After being a stay-at-home mom to four children for all that time, my “baby” was in Kindergarten. I began to examine my life, where I’d been and where I’m going, in a new way. It was the first time I had the opportunity to do so. And as you runners know, all those miles means a lot of time spent in your own head. I was at the beginning of a personal evolution of which I was completely unaware, and I’d not even crossed the finish line of my first race.
Running became my solace. Running was what made sense in the middle of a crazy world. Running was the only thing I had control over. If I had to miss a few days running, I could sense becoming restless and moody. I reached the point where I NEEDED running to stay sane.
I talked about running with both runner and non-runner friends. By the time I ran my first race, the Women’s Running Magazine Half Marathon in St. Petersburg, Florida the weekend before Thanksgiving of 2009, I had dozens of well wishes, emails and texts both heading out to the race and congratulating me on my finish. It was a massive cheerleading squad and it felt awesome to have so much support.
Another important step in my personal running evolution was working for Run Girl Run. One of my best pals Lesleh encouraged me to come with her and do the expo and I could not have been more happy with what I learned from that process.
Before that first race, I’d built up a pretty awesome level of intimidation about my running and feeling like I must be an idiot to think I could run a half marathon despite my diligent training. Then I met the women at the expo who’d be my running sisters for that first race. They were young, and old, and everything inbetween. They were short and tall. They were stick thin and full of curves. There were newbies like myself and there were women who’d been running for decades. My notion that everyone was going to be some six-pack abs, no body fat, Olympic athlete was blown out of the water.
But the encouragement I got from the powerful sisterhood of women was incredible. Upon hearing it was going to be my first race, I got hugs, and tips, and one girl started jumping up and down, yelling, “Then you’ll definitely get a PR!”
I finished that first race with a time of 2:22:03. My goal had been to be under 2 ½ hours so I was glad to do that especially because I had no way to gauge how well I was doing being so early in my running training.
I learned a lot from that first race experience. I learned to deal with my uneven stride, a nifty side effect from that bike injury from my childhood. I learned to deal with a knee problem, no doubt a result of being a nationally competitive cheerleader during high school. I learned about pacing and hydration. I learned that if I set a goal for myself, even one that seems kind of impossible, I can do it, ALL BY MYSELF.
By January 2010, the time for the PF Chang Rock N’ Roll Half, I was really ready. I’d spent December and January doing all my miles on the treadmill. Those friends who’d made the pledge with me to reach this goal…we did the race. Dawn and I stayed together the entire course of the race. I felt great, so great at the end of the race I felt like I could have kept going. The PF Chang race is when that race euphoria really kicked in for me. The beginning with it’s heady anticipation. The last couple miles when you know you’re almost finished and you get a kick. The adrenalin I get from running races has to be better than any drug, it is so intense. I improved my time finishing with a 2:11:28. One month to the day later I lost my first toenail. Gross to you, but super exciting for me!
My 3rd race was the Disney Princess Half where, again, I worked with Lesleh doing the Expo for Run Girl Run and, again, had that sisterhood experience from all those women who’d be running by my side during the race. I was hoping to break the two hour mark but with an insanely busy Expo where Run Girl Run was absolutely hammered for two solid days and leaving for Epcot at 4AM in order to be in our corrals by start time, I was working against some pretty hefty fatigue. I finished with a 2:04:06. But I’m OK with that, I got my picture in front of the castle and Disney does up a pretty kick ass medal. Not to mention, running with people dressed up as every Disney character you can think of could not be more fun. I kept pace behind a tiny little Latino woman who was rocking an incredible Tinkerbell costume…she definitely gave me some great pixie dust motivation for getting thru those tough middle miles.
It was at the Disney Princess Expo where I started getting some self confidence with my running. Now, when I started training regularly, I wasn’t fat but neither was I as toned as I could have been. But friends did start to notice a physical change in my body. Truthfully, since I started running, I’ve only lost about 4-5 pounds, but my body has changed and toned. Still, though, as a woman, it is so hard to let go of some body issues and insecurities. I’m 38-years old. I’ve had four children. Now, I was petite back in high school when I was wearing very short cheerleading skirts, but I never was stick thin, I’ve always had curves and I’ve always had some junk in the trunk and big, strong thighs.
I have pretty much always worn pants or capris when I run because I’m self conscious about my legs. I just thought, hey, NOBODY wants to see these flabby, pasty legs. Then Lesleh FORCED me to put on a running skort when I was working the RGR booth. I was fairly mortified until she told me that my issues were just that, MY issues. Nobody else was thinking I was fat or gross or whatever.
And the more I’ve thought about it, the more I’ve had the next step on my running journey. I don’t have the perfect body. But I’m getting OK with it. I’m in better shape than I was when I started running, I feel like I’m the healthiest I’ve been in my life because, as opposed to when I was a teenager, I have a much healthier diet. And after running with women who are cancer survivors and running with women who are morbidly obese but determined to finish 13.1 miles even if they are dead last….well, it just seems all kinds of stupid to worry about some cellulite.
So, screw it, I’m wearing the damn skirt.
Running has given me much more than I could have ever imagined. It is truly the first thing I’ve done in my whole life completely and totally for myself, by myself. No one tells me when to run, or how. I’m not running to make anyone proud, I’m running to make myself proud. I’m the one who crosses the finish line.
I feel like I’m finding out who I really am along this running journey. I never took the time to bother doing that before. Running really has very little to do with moving yourself as quickly as you can from point A to point B. It’s so much more than that, as only anyone else who runs can truly understand.
I may have a serious hitch in my giddy-up as a result of that bike accident, but at least I’m letting my giddy-up go! And someday, I’ll break that 2-hour mark, wearing the brightest running skirt on the planet!
Posted May 17th 2010 10:40AM by Lesleh
Nashville. April 24th, 2010. Humid - about mid 70’s - bad weather threatening to shut down the Country Music Rock and Roll Marathon. Rae, my 16 year old was running her second half marathon. She was not going to let rain or wind or even lightening stop her from running the race.
And she didn’t. Winds were strong, weather stayed relatively clear until she was about 2 hours into it…and then I just prayed for her to get in before the bad stuff hit. They actually diverted any full marathon runner that wasn’t running faster than 10.26 minutes per mile at the 11 mile marker into the half marathon because they were expecting some pretty miserable weather to hit within a certain time frame. As it was, medal around her neck, I raced her to the car and as we started the engine the rain came down in torrents.
And…seemingly didn’t stop!
Downtown Nashville
I received a telephone call this past week from a woman that I had met at the Nashville Expo. Elle and her girlfriend had spent some time at our booth shopping and talking! When she called she introduced herself, reminding me of her shopping experience and our conversation. She then went on to tell me all that she was a resident of Nashville and had literally lost her skort in the past week…due to the floods.
(These images taken by our Nashville rep Jovana Vick tell the story of a miserably devasted Nashville.
Elle’s house was flooded, as well as her neighbors and many friends in other parts of the city. So many lost homes and businesses to the floods. She said to me that it was completely unexpected. They had never seen anything like it in their area of the city. She spoke of the work involved in getting things to higher ground and trying to salvage thier possessions, and of going door to door to help the neighbors that were (for lack of a better word) in the same boat.
She said to me, that on top of the flood, the day after it hit, her Grandmother passed away. Days later, a friend passed away as well. She herself got a bacterial infection from the complications that floods bring with sewer back ups and the like. Water water everywhere!
Elle said ” You know how people say that the Lord will not give you more than you are capable of bearing?”, she paused then continued, “Well, I have had a pretty extensive conversation with Him this past couple of days!”.
Finish Line Parking Lot
The truth is, somehow we manage to get through. Somehow, somewhere deep down inside we find the strength to carry on. To put one foot in front of the other and get to the other side.
Running is a metaphor for life. Lace up your shoes, you can get through to the other side as well! Elle, my friend ~ we are sending you a new skort to replace the one you lost to the flood!
Yours on the road,
Lesleh Anderson Heim
P.S. Next stop Fargo North Dakota (for me)! May 20th and 21st! Ottawa Marathon (Chris & Tracey)! Good luck runners!
Posted Mar 9th 2010 4:19PM by Lesleh
I would like to introduce you to Jennifer Dukes Lee, she is a runner and a blogger and the sister of a friend. Jennifer is a blogger, she has a pretty tight relationship with Jesus…and she is running the upcoming Lincoln Half Marathon in Lincoln Nebraska in April. She is going to guest post for me today while I am flying from the Princess Half in Disney to the Dallas Half in Texas. Enjoy!
I’m no hero.
And I’m not really a runner. Not really …
I’ve never felt like a runner. I certainly don’t look like a runner. And I don’t even run like a runner.
But guess what? I am running – not for myself, but for the real heroes: the ones who battle cancer.
This May 2, I will travel south to Lincoln, Nebraska, to run a half-marathon.
Two months ago, the longest distance I’d ever run was two miles. Last week, I ran six. By May 2, I’ll run 13.1.
But I’m no hero. I’m just putting one foot in front of another to raise money for the real heroes: the children who’ve lost their hair, for the one who’ve been doubled over with pain, for the families who gather around the hospital beds to say goodbye.
I’m running for Little Miss Julia. I’m running for a friend’s sister, and another friend’s father (who died yesterday after a battle with leukemia.) I’m running for my father-in-law Paul, who died a year ago.
And I’m running for Jesus.
I keep the reminders close while I take each step. I keep a collage of encouragement so I can see the faces, so I remember that people are standing with me. This is a group effort.
Along with other members of the Leukemia & Lymphoma Society’s Team in Training, I’m running for a cure.
This is my “Personal Hero” through Team in Training. Her name is Julia Grace. She turned 3 in January and was diagnosed wtih T-Cell Lymphoma. Julia endured chemo for two years, and would give herself her own chemo at the age of 2. She loves Thomas the Train, baby dolls, the color yellow and giving out hugs. Recently, she corrected her mom, while having a cold, saying “I’m NOT sick.” After battling cancer, one’s perspective of “sick” changes.
This is my father-in-law Paul, who died of leukemia on Jan. 21, 2009.
His leukemia was caused by over-exposure to Agent Orange during his years at war in Vietnam.
I fix my eyes here, too.
“… And let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us.
Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of our faith.” — Hebrews 12:1-2
So far, my wildly generous family, friends and bloggers have donated nearly $1,600. Each dollar brings us closer to the goal we all share: curing cancer. And many of you have said you are praying.
And, oh, how I need those prayers!
This will be my first attempt at a long endurance run. A year ago – just four days before my father-in-law Paul died – I was in a highway collision that caused an injury to my left leg. I have fully recovered, and am able to run. I do not take for granted the fact that I can do this.
I’m awed by your support, prayers and words of encouragement. This is how we change our world: One + one + one + one.
My thanks to you …
