I was thinking this morning that by the time I have completed my goal of 12 half marathons in one calendar year I will have traveled to 5 different states to run.
This run was special for many reasons. I dedicated this run to my dear friend Teresa Thomas who lost her battle to breast cancer nearly a year ago. She loved Santa Barbara and I was ran I thought of her. I remembered her spirit and passion for life.
She was not only an amazing friend but such a wonderful person, we had talked about training and running a run together when I was still living in San Jose, but unfortunately that never happened.
Teresa was diagnosed with breast cancer just before she turned 50 and passed away at the age of 51. As I ran the 13.1 miles I could feel her presence cheering me on and pushing me to run strong. On mile six as I was crossing over a wooden bridge with a creek below I broke down and wept for the loss of my dear friend. I cried not just for me, but for her grandson that will be born soon, for her other daughter that she won’t get to see graduate from college, for her husband, her sisters and her mother. She left behind so much.
I am so fortunate that Teresa came into my life. She touched me deeply and for that I am forever grateful and forever changed.