{"id":567,"date":"2010-04-26T08:39:37","date_gmt":"2010-04-26T13:39:37","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.whaleylife.com\/blog\/?p=567"},"modified":"2010-04-26T08:39:37","modified_gmt":"2010-04-26T13:39:37","slug":"running-a-race","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.whaleylife.com\/blog\/archives\/567","title":{"rendered":"Running a race"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/whaleylife.com\/photos\/d\/5257-1\/photo_78_.jpg?resize=400%2C295\" alt=\"\" width=\"400\" height=\"295\"\/><br \/>\nThese are my running girls, AKA: Hot Mamas. We trained through the winter, through a time-change, and we were prepared to run together and accomplish this goal as a team. After my diagnosis (ugh, hate that word), I knew I wouldn&#8217;t be able to run this half-marathon that we all were looking forward to. But less than 24 hours after my surgery, no rain, thunder, or threat of tornado was going to keep me from watching my girls run their race. They have been with me every step of my &#8220;race&#8221;, and I was there to support them this day.   <\/p>\n<p><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/whaleylife.com\/photos\/d\/5261-1\/P1020800.JPG?resize=400%2C266\" alt=\"\" width=\"400\" height=\"266\"\/><br \/>\nThe best part was seeing them running in shirts for me. The front said IMMA BE&#8230;  (We dig that song) and the back said RUNNING4JULIE. Thank you girls for keeping me in the race with you. It was hard to find all of you, but the cheers and hugs I got when you saw me, made it all worth it. It confirmed that this race really was for me. And I don&#8217;t care how much you hated this course, we will all be doing it together next year.   <\/p>\n<p><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/whaleylife.com\/photos\/d\/5259-1\/P1020797.JPG?resize=400%2C300\" alt=\"\" width=\"400\" height=\"300\"\/><br \/>\nAnd to my running partner, my encourager, my friend Jessica. It killed me to see you running by yourself. Yes, I wanted to run that race for myself, but I wanted to be there for you too. But I know that the &#8220;training&#8221; we did for 5 months was not for that 1\/2 marathon. It was for the &#8220;marathon&#8221; that I have ahead of me. I am so proud of you for pushing through that race, and for finishing strong at the end&#8230;even better that your last one. And that is where I hope to be at the end of my race. I want to say I finished this year strong, and that I am a more complete Julie in the end. And I am now coining the phrase, &#8220;we will always have Don.&#8221; Love you, girl.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>These are my running girls, AKA: Hot Mamas. We trained through the winter, through a time-change, and we were prepared to run together and accomplish this goal as a team. 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