I’m on the train to NYC. This post may not make sense. You may wonder why I’m writing. But in my times of grief I have always found paper & pen to be my comfort.
You see, I just got an email that my former running coach, friend, mentor passed away. He had stage 4 lung cancer. He was diagnosed just a few weeks ago. The news was a shock to all of us. In fact I’m still in shock.
Mike was one of the most humble guys around. He was an amazing runner & ran Western States this year. He was so happy to run it.
Mike coached me to my first 100 mile ultra marathon. He taught me so much about running. What to eat. What not to do. My love of trail running.
I hate you cancer. For taking my friend. For taking a runner. For taking a man who always had the perfect thing to say when I was struggling. For making me laugh.
But cancer, I guess I love you too. For now I have another reason to run. I want to put an end to cancer. I want to run away cancer. I don’t know how. But I do know why. I don’t want friends, family, people, to go through this heartache. This pain.
Tears are streaming down my face as I ride in the train. I don’t care. Mike I already miss you. And I know I’m not the only one.
Today, I’m speaking at the NYC Marathon. My speech will take a different direction.
People, life IS short. Please, please, reach out to someone today. Be a true friend. You can’t take $ with you. You can’t take that race medal with you.
Go spread peace, cheer, gratefulness, hope. Help someone.
And cancer you haven’t heard the last from me. I’ve always said I’m a fighter & survivor. And intend to fight till I win.
Mike I love you. I’m glad you aren’t suffering. But the world misses you.
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