I enter races to raise awareness of the issues surrounding poverty … and
to raise money for worthy organizations working to end poverty. I truly believe
we can end poverty in our lifetime.
This blog is where I try to provide updates on my pathetic attempts to
have a training regimen. More importantly, I share information on the issues
surrounding poverty and my personal reflections as I lumber on.
Stopping for traffic lights, running through crowded streets, stopping
for photos with children (don’t ask me what the fascination is with moms in far
away places), running up and over railroad tracks, down and through subway
stations, stopping at Krispy Kreme (just kidding) and at Starbucks (not kidding),
getting lost, taking detours, picking up trash, dodging recycle carts, snakes and rats,
garbage carts, street vendors, ahjimas, baby strollers, the occasional skunk,
taxis, pizza delivery scooters, barking dogs (and one that nipped me on a
Chiang Mai street--scared the hell out of me!) bicycles and kids yelling,
“Hello, what’s your name?” … Now that's a good run!
Running the streets of Independence, Kansas City, Tokyo, Rancho
Cucamonga, Seoul, Bentonville, Bangkok, Madurai, Prairie Village, Seoul,
Chengdu, Paris, Minneapolis, Taipei, New York City, Mexico City, Hamburg, Hong Kong, Copenhagen, Denver,
Osaka, Valencia, Dallas, Singapore, Independence, Chennai... as well as country lanes,
back roads, suburban sidewalks and park trails are all a part of the thrill of
training for me!
I receive no financial support for any race I enter to
raise funds for charity, only sore muscles and frequent reminders of my old
body, slow pace, and stubborn persistence. My family and I pay our own way to
the races I go to. We try to match our costs with our own gift to the cause we
are supporting.
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