So all this week, Monkey Man has asked me repeatedly why I won't be getting a trophy or a ribbon for the race today.
My answer? If I can finish without dying, I'm already a winner.
Seriously, though, today is not about being the fastest or making a personal best time. Today, over 200 people and I will be running, walking, crawling, or whatever in support of our friend Tommy.
I've known Tommy for over 10 years. He owns one of the largest subcontractors in the state and we've done at least 20 projects together. Tommy is in his 40's, is married with three kids.
Tommy has cancer. Bad cancer. Esophagal, liver, and bile duct. The nasty ones.
So today, I'm a member of Team Tommy. We'll be the obnoxious, hooping and hollering people in the bright blue shirts with "Boom Boom Boom" on the back. We're hoping for a cure for Tommy - and for other people - and everyone racing today is running to raise money for the local cancer center.
Tommy is a class act. I remember many times when I was stuck out in the trailer at the Huge Corporate Office Job that he would make a special effort to come back there just to say hi to me. It meant a lot, especially on the days when I was wondering what the hell I had gotten myself into.
Team Tommy will be rocking the hizzouse today. So I better get my ass in gear and go meet the chicas. Pictures forthcoming tomorrow....
3 comments:
Good cause, Rock on sista! I cat wait tio see the puking at the finish line photos. :)
Have a great race and I hope all goes well for Tommy.
Team Tommy Rocks!!!!!!!
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