As you might have read in previous posts, I’m currently training for a half-marathon with the Leukemia & Lymphoma Society’s Team-In-Training (TNT) program. I had originally planned to run the Nike Women’s Half-Marathon in Washington, D.C. on April 28. However, due to recovery setbacks I decided to adjust my goals to run the Rock N’ Roll Half-Marathon in San Diego on June 3. I went to my first TNT
brainwashing session preview party last week, and invited my friend Megan to attend with me. Before the end of the night, the extremely passionate TNT coaches had her convinced to sign up as well! We’re now going to train and fund raise as a team. She’s been a faithful friend to me for more than a decade, and I’m so proud to have her join me on yet another adventure.
This topic actually brings me to another amazing friend of mine. One of the people who inspired me to do TNT was my good friend and fellow LSU alum, Amy Brittain, who ran the Philadelphia Half-Marathon and raised money to fight cancer through TNT this past November in my honor. She also generously agreed to do a guest blog post, and since Amy is actually an award winning journalist, I’m truly honored to have her contribute to The Lymphoma Letters!
By Amy Brittain
I did the occasional 5K, but I wasn’t the type of lunatic, I used to
say, that would ever run any sort of crazy long distance.
As it turns out, I did just that.
When Laura called me with the news of her diagnosis, I struggled to
comprehend her words. We were supposed to be young, in the height of
our mid-20s, enjoying a carefree sort of life. Hearing her speak the
word “cancer” absolutely gutted me.
I decided that I wanted to do something about it. Not that I could
take away any of her pain, or make her treatments any easier, but I
wanted to feel as if I was doing my part to honor her courage.
That’s when I decided to run a half marathon.
I had heard about Team in Training, a charity that supports
leukemia/lymphoma research, through a work friend. I called and signed
up, pledging that in return for 24/7 coaching and support, I’d raise
$2,000 for the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society.
And just like that, I was signed up for my race— a 13.1 mile course
through Philadelphia in mid-November.
The trainings weren’t easy. Every Saturday, our Team in Training crew
from New Jersey gathered at an area park to put in our miles. Before
each run, a team member shared a story of inspiration. Some of my
fellow runners shared their own heartaches from relatives and friends
who had lost their lives to blood cancers. I shared Laura’s story one
Saturday, and we dedicated our run in Liberty State Park, with
beautiful views of the Statue of Liberty, to her ongoing battle.
When you’re running for a cause, it’s a lot easier to put one foot in
front of the other. It’s also a lot easier to wake up at 5:30 a.m. on
a Saturday morning, knowing that if you hit that snooze button, you’ll
be breaking a promise that you made to commit to a worthy cause.
The race was not easy. But as I donned my purple team Jersey, with
Laura’s name written on the back, I knew that I was going to finish. I
had to, for Laura, for myself, and most importantly, for my teammates.
Around mile 11, it felt as if every muscle in my body was begging me
to stop. I kept going (although I must have looked like a lunatic as I
started to talk to myself for encouragement).
It was only fitting that our grand finish was near the Philadelphia
Museum of Art, the site of the famous steps from the “Rocky” movie. As
I crossed the finish line with a time of 2:36, I played “Eye of the
Tiger” and raised my hands in relief and pure joy. And I thought to
myself, “I am officially retired from running,” and had a good laugh.
Once again, I’m not a runner. I don’t pretend to be. But I am a
fighter, and because of Laura’s inspiration, I’m proud to say that I