Sunday, October 12, 2008
CHICAGO MARATHON!
I write this post emotional, and proud of my amazing brother. I have watched him train for about a year, and am inspired by his dedication and love of running. This dedication and love is evidenced through long training runs on snow covered roads in below zero temperatures. In long runs in the rain before anyone else is even awake. By training runs through the woods with his dog scout, on his lunch hour, or after work, or on the weekend when normal rational humans are enjoying sleeping in. This drive that defies rational thought is what makes him a Marathoner, someone with a singularity of purpose, and dedication to accomplish this monumental goal.
This weekend my brother traveled to Chicago with his wife, his running partner Adam, and our mom and dad. I could not leave New York so my wife and I ran around central park with our cell phones, and text message updates, while Cal ran the marathon. In solidarity we ran with Cal, we were inspired as the text messages came in. 10 k. 41.29, half, 1:27:25, we were getting excited! 30K, 2:05:26! With each text we stopped running and called Cal's cell phone to sing an inspirational song on his voice mail. Then came the final text. By this time we were running with our phones in our hands so anxious to see the last text message come through. Finish (unofficial) 3:05:25! He did it he ran his first marathon, and qualified for Boston. Amy and I were cheering in Central Park along side the Harlem meer along with millions of fans lining the race course in Chicago. We were a small part of this experience that had a huge impact on us! GO CAL!
This weekend my brother traveled to Chicago with his wife, his running partner Adam, and our mom and dad. I could not leave New York so my wife and I ran around central park with our cell phones, and text message updates, while Cal ran the marathon. In solidarity we ran with Cal, we were inspired as the text messages came in. 10 k. 41.29, half, 1:27:25, we were getting excited! 30K, 2:05:26! With each text we stopped running and called Cal's cell phone to sing an inspirational song on his voice mail. Then came the final text. By this time we were running with our phones in our hands so anxious to see the last text message come through. Finish (unofficial) 3:05:25! He did it he ran his first marathon, and qualified for Boston. Amy and I were cheering in Central Park along side the Harlem meer along with millions of fans lining the race course in Chicago. We were a small part of this experience that had a huge impact on us! GO CAL!
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WOW! I was there, and all I can say is WOW! Cal...you are awsome! What more can I say? Chris, you too are awsome with your coaching and support of your brother...you both make your mother more proud than I could ever express with words. I love you both!
Cal,
isn't the feeling of crossing the marathon finish line like no other? I want to hear more!
Amy
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