Really, this is something I had to post. There was really not a question in my mind. One of our own, a resident of Des Moines, has taken it on himself to run around Lake Michigan to raise funds to cure cancer, a feat that breaks down to 40 marathons in 40 days. Wow. As I sit at my desk typing this passage I reflect on my troubles today, I have a sales client who has not purchased my item and the fact that I couldn’t even get out of bed this morning to make it to the gym. Troubles that are so small on the scale when compared to Steve Cannon’s troubles. Steve’s troubles involve the pain in his legs from running 8 days straight, all to raise money to cure an illness that will kill 1,500 people today. I’ve linked to Steve’s blog and placed one of his videos below. I ask you to take a moment to either watch or read about his journey, you will not regret it.
by Brian D. Meeks
Chapter 9 Day 8
The mornings were beginning to look the same. Steve would get up, body aching and start the day with a scowl. Despite sleeping in, he was still worn out and uninterested in running. He ran anyway.
Recent days have seen Steve take a lot of short runs with frequent stops, today he was having none of that and headed off on a fourteen mile trek. The dirt beneath his feet was easier on the body, but his mood didn’t get any better. Jarred would check in and get little more than a growl.
Jarred was hitting his own wall. The trip had worn him down, too, and it took him to a dark place. There was always stuff to clean, paths to find, and neither of them got much solid rest the night before.
When Jarred parked the RV along the side of the road, and they bunked down for the night, everything seemed fine. Both men were wiped out, and it took no time for them to enter the land of nod. The land of nod, however, was strangely uncooperative. They were uncomfortable and couldn’t stay asleep. It was a struggle the entire night. At some point, Jarred almost fell off the couch. The RV’s left side had settled during the night. and they were at a rather severe angle. Steve, too, was sort of hanging out of his bed. Nobody likes to sleep on an incline.
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