This morning marked the beginning of my fall race/run season. While the summer months here in Arizona are far too hot to take even a leisurely two-mile jog, now that the temperatures are now moving back into the double digits (something that nearly requires a state holiday here), I was excited to start getting back into the swing of things. What better way to do so than to honor my paternal grandmother, Lenora Elsie (Thayer) Jones, who passed away in 1977, before I was born, from ovarian cancer.
|My grandmother, Lenora, with my dad|
in August 1955.
I wear teal to honor her.
I'm not particularly pleased with my time - 33:28 (unofficial - there were no chips for this race), but I did need to walk a few times during the race, so I know I'm not in the shape I should be.
But that doesn't really matter - what was important was that I was able to be a part of an event that helps raise money to fight ovarian cancer. This is a cancer that, like colon cancer, affected my family and took my dad's mother before I ever had the opportunity to meet her.
Regardless of my finish time, I'm so happy to be back in the swing of running, and I'm looking forward to supporting amazing causes like the NOCC in the hopes that someday they can be irrelevant.