Today I ran my 71st half marathon in support of the Honor Flight program, which is dedicated to transporting our Veteran’s to Washington, DC to visit the memorials dedicated to honor their service and sacrifices.
This was a difficult run for me as I ran/jogged on a pretty
significant right hamstring and glut injury I incurred about three weeks ago on
a training run. I stumbled on a stump in my path and was trying not to fall
flat on my face and chest and in the process of resisting the fall, the right hammy
and glut were damaged. Yet, as I
struggled to complete the 13.1 miles, my thoughts were directed to the men and
women who have served our country and are having the opportunity to board an
airplane and experience the special memorials in their honor. My pain was insignificant when it was
measured against their sacrifice and service.
I have made quite a few trips to Washington, DC over my
years and I always take time to visit the War Memorials, especially the Vietnam
War Wall. That Wall has personal
significance to me as there are five men's names on that wall that I knew as
childhood friends or I served with during my enlistment. It is always hard, emotional, and still fills
me with sadness. Grief is a hole that never gets completely filled, you just
have to hope it gets smaller over time so that you do not fall back into it.
Notwithstanding, it is not easy to resist the hole.
Number 72 is in two weeks in San Antonio (The SA Rock and
Roll Half). I may not be able to run if
my healing does not improve. Please pray with me for a quicker recovery.
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| WW II Vet who landed on Normandy- now in his mid-nineties! |
