Saturday is the half marathon.
The one I've been training for, thinking about, obsessing over, since January.
Something like 1 day 9 hours and 42 minutes left.
I got in as much training as I could. Life got in the way sometimes, but I didn't lose focus. How could I? I was racing to benefit kids like this:
I set out with a goal to raise $500. Generous friends and family helped me hit that goal in almost no time once I started asking. B told me if I was going to keep asking for donations, I had to raise my goal.
I moved it to $1,000, with hopes of being able to hit it, but if not, I still did my part.
As of tonight, I've raised $1,041 with another $25 check waiting for me at work. Plus, I have a form so that B's mom's employer will match her $100 donation. Friends, family, and co-workers have all donated.
I'm so beside myself with all the support I've gotten. Thus far, it has been a pretty difficult year emotionally, but I can't help but smile when I think of the joy these donations will help bring to a child whose life has been difficult emotionally and physically.
I can't wait for Saturday.