What a great run this morning...the weather was perfect! Upper 30s and not a bit of wind. I ran most of the run with a larger group from Fleet Feet and then broke off with another woman. We wanted to go a bit further as we are both training for upcoming 10-milers in April.
Today was the kind of run that reminds me why I go out there and run. I started running because of my Dad. Read about it here, here and here She lost her father to cancer, too. Our stories were quite similar...young dads (hers 66, mine 64), both battled about 3 months, both got just one round of chemo.
I still miss my Dad every day. And I keep on running for him.