It's here! The night I've been running towards for the past several months. Tonight at Target Field as the sky grows dark, the lights will go on in hundreds of balloons; white balloons carried by victorious warriors, gold balloons carried by loved ones of those who lost the battle and red ones for those folks like me who just want to show our support. I will probably start to cry just like every other year. I'm kind of soft that way.
I'll be looking for the faces of the children, Cole, Noah, Christine along with the adults I've met along the way. There's always just a wee bit of fear that someone will not be there and I have to steel my heart against it.
Have to keep this short, we're going to hit the light rail to get to Target Field and start blowing up all those balloons.
Oh - yesterday was the Dash for Dad, the prostate cancer run. Team Save the Walnut raised $525.00. Not too shabby for its first year. I'm happy to say that I ran my best 5k yet. 31 minutes! That's a 10 minute mile, folks, a whole lot faster than when I first started this craziness. Carl ran a slightly faster than 15 minute mile and finished at 45:00 minutes. Very proud of him!!
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