Supporting the Man Who Used to Run
|December 10, 2012||Posted by Lauren under LifeontheRun|
This weekend, Evan and I made the trip to Seneca Falls, NY to run the It’s a Wonderful Run 5K. Between an evening race through a festive town, getting to spend time with my grandfather, and skiing with Evan on Sunday, it really was a wonderful weekend.
The only picture of the race I took – George Bailey’s bridge (aka the starting line)
But I’m not writing today to talk about any of those things. The race was great in a painful, puke-inducing way. And I was reminded why I don’t run 5Ks (but also how I really really want to get faster). I want to tell you about how I swore I was going to throw up for 2.9 of those 3.1 miles, how I accidentally dropped my husband within the first 50 meters, and how I actually was able to race smart(ish) and pick people off at the end, despite having barely run over the last couple of weeks.
Unfortunately all that will have to wait. I spent the day making last-minute preparations for a long trip tomorrow — preparations that included searching frantically for my lost license only to find out it was sitting at the ski mountain where I had just been the day before…and has been for the past week (oops). And then making a two hour round trip to retrieve it, getting my husband’s car stuck in the mud on the way there and getting pulled over for the first time since college on the way back. Couldn’t have asked for a better Monday…
Anyway, my point in all this rambling is that tomorrow I’m heading out to Pennsylvania to be with my dad. Since many of you wrote such nice things after I posted his story last month, I figured I’d give you all an update to let you know how he’s doing.
On Wednesday we will be heading to the Cleveland Clinic for a full day of pre-op fun. On Thursday, my dad will go in for his second knee surgery in as many months — this time to remove a bad aneurysm. The surgery could leave him in the hospital for up to a week and will keep him out of commission for 3 – 4 months. To say he is dreading it is an understatement.
So, just as he has been by my side as my biggest cheerleader and supporter throughout my many years running and racing, I plan to be alongside him and my mom for this new (unfortunate) type of race.
If you have a moment, I’m sure he would appreciate it if you kept him in your thoughts and prayers this next week. I know this surgery is going to make his life better (and save him from future harm), but it’s going to be a long road ahead.
See you all from Cleveland…