Today is a very special day. Today I did not run with my furry babies or by myself. Today I had a running buddy for two amazing miles. Today I had my dad back.
Daddy ran two miles, and I can honestly say that I haven’t been so excited to run EVER except for the day he had surgery and Operation KAM kicked off. I was itching all day to run. Of course, Murphy’s Law kicked in and work was crazy followed by a team event in the evening. Even in a Hilton Garden Inn fitness center on an aging treadmill with a burger in my stomach, I was sailing. All the miles (35 to be exact), six weeks of running his miles, had finally culminated in Daddy joining me. When I ran on Tuesday, September 25, I didn’t know if I would be running all the rest of his miles alone. I didn’t know how soon or if at all he would return to running. My dad is a living, breathing, running miracle. I am proud to train alongside him and to have carried that torch (mostly successfully) for the past six weeks.
Welcome back to the road, Daddy. I’ll see you out there.
Operation KAM Final Total: 35.09 miles