This morning I ran the Cullen Run 8k, and I dedicated my race to Sherry Arnold as part of The Virtual Run for Sherry. To be honest, I wasn’t looking forward to the race, namely because of this:
We have been spoiled with such a mild winter that I have seriously become a pansy with the cold. Oh wait, I was always a pansy with the cold. On top of the frigid temps, it also decided to snow all day yesterday and I was afraid the roads would still be really slushy and icy.
I put on my virtual run bib before we headed out the door.
The race itself was nothing spectacular. The roads weren’t too bad, but the course was difficult, made more so by the biting wind. My 8k time of 34:14 was actually a slower pace than I ran a 10k on New Year’s Eve. In the end though, it doesn’t really matter.
What made the race worthwhile was knowing that all across the nation and the world, so many people were running for a singular cause. As I struggled up a hill with the wind numbing my face, I thought of Sherry and her family. What happened to Sherry is beyond horrible, unfathomable. I am glad I got to take some small part in honoring her by doing something that she loved. The momentum this virtual run has gained over the past weeks just proves what an awesome community we belong to as runners. At the race today, I saw several other people wearing Sherry’s bib on their back, and it hit me how powerful a force we can be. I feel lucky to be a part of such an amazing group of people.