Bob
The race is over. Photos were posted on social media, adult beverages were enjoyed and I am finally warm. After sleeping over 11 hours last night, the time is right to reflect on the past week.
Wednesday was the Fifth Third River Bank Run Junior. I gave out high fives and cheered all of the kids on as they ran around the track. It was a lot of the fun to see the kids zoom past. As an added bonus, several of the Road Warriors brought there kids to the event.
Thursday was the sponsor reception at mLive. The food was amazing and it was nice to
dress up and spend time together as a group. Bonus...we have Road Warriors that can dance
Friday was the Sports & Fitness Expo. I did a little shopping, checked out some amazing vendors and volunteered in the Welcome Center. The bonus was meeting the individuals behinds the scenes from my charity partner, Stand Up To Cancer. I snuck into the expo before it opened so I could meet them and then check the rest of the expo out. Ssssshhhh, don't tell!
Race Day! My plan was to run/walk the 10k in one hour and twenty minutes to make it back to the start line in time for the 5k community walk. It was going to be tight, but I knew I could do it. Unfortunately, at mile 5, I realized that I wasn't going to make my time goal. From that point, I got really negative and went "inside" my head as I am a perfectionist. If I say I'm going to do something, I do it. Fortunately, I met two of my fellow Road Warriors at the top of Ionia hill. Road Warrior Sarah B. ran me in to the finish, but I was not happy about it. I PR'd from my previous 10k time by 8 minutes, but I missed the goal I set for myself. I swapped my bibs and headed down to Monroe to start the 5k Community Walk. The timing mats were gone and everything was packed up. So, I started walking on the sidewalk. I knew some members of Team 383 would be walking, so I tried to catch up to them. The entire time I was beating myself up for not making the start. Luckily, I met a man, let's call him Bob, in front of the Ford Presidential Museum. Bob was walking with a cane all by himself. My only intent was to check and make sure he was having a good time. His first comment was to tell him that he was slow but very happy to be there. I love a good story, so I decided to walk with him for a while. Bob was in Mary Free Bed last year after spinal surgery, when he caught a bug that caused him to lose the ability to walk. For months he had to struggle to deal with the back surgery, while at the same time working to get his mobility back. Completing the Fifth Third River Bank Run Community Walk was his way to celebrate being able to walk again. We slowly walked the course and chatted about his journey. I was most impressed by his determination to not give up. While I was down on myself about not getting the time goal that I set for myself, this man was walking a race when he couldn't stand up the year before. It was an instant perspective change for me. Gratefully, Bob has the "gift of gab" so I didn't have to say much. I just listened. His wife is in a wheelchair and could not attend the race. His friends all wanted to join him, but in the end he was the only person to show up. I tried my best to fill in the gap for him. We continued to walk at a slow but steady pace. When we hit the top of Ionia hill, I cheered him on reaching the top of all the hills. Rounding the corner onto Ottawa is my favorite part of the race. The energy is electric. The crowd of 25k runners was pretty thick, but we were able to stick to the side and continue towards the finish line. People began to cheer and yell words of encouragement. Bob turned to me at one point and said that they must be cheering for a friend. I turned to him and said, "No, Bob. They are cheering for you." I was watching the crowd and the people that were cheering were saying it directly to him. As we approached the finish he started to realize that people were actually cheering for him. He picked up his cane and crossed the finish line without using it! He completed the entire 5k without stopping or slowing down. I am sure that he inspired more people than he realizes, including me. I don't know what happened to Bob after that. I was freezing and needed to get some warm clothes. Unfortunately, that was when it started to hail, so I went back to the hotel with my sister and Road Warrior Liz. I know that I will never forget Bob and his determination.