For Sherry Arnold
Today I ran 12 miles. Not only for my training, not only for my Lord, not only for my health, not only for my family. Today I ran for Sherry. For those who don't know, Sherry Arnold was a wife/mother/runner/teacher from Montana who was abducted on a long run on a Saturday morning a few months ago. She never came home and police have only been able to locate her Brooks running shoe. I believe it was found about a mile from her home.
I was first made aware of Sherry's disappearance through Another Mother Runner website. From there, I've been able to keep up with news about the investigation. And also, it was there that I learned of the virtual memorial run being hosted by her cousin at Shut Up and Run.
So today as I headed to the gym, there was an addition to my running attire. A bib featuring Sherry's picture. I wanted others to know that this run was not for myself but in honor of Sherry and her family. I can't imagine the pain that her kids and husband and parents have been put through in lieu of this tragedy. As a runner, this broke my heart. As a mom, this scared me. As a human, this angered me. But those emotions weren't the point of today's race - the point was remembrance and perseverance.
So my 12 miles weren't easy, they were hard. They were filled with a few tears, a few laughs (I was listening to The Screwtape Letters for portions of it), sharing about Sherry, and enjoyment that my body was able to do it.
Sherry, I never met you but I'm so honored to share in this remembrance of you, my "sole sister."
I was first made aware of Sherry's disappearance through Another Mother Runner website. From there, I've been able to keep up with news about the investigation. And also, it was there that I learned of the virtual memorial run being hosted by her cousin at Shut Up and Run.
So today as I headed to the gym, there was an addition to my running attire. A bib featuring Sherry's picture. I wanted others to know that this run was not for myself but in honor of Sherry and her family. I can't imagine the pain that her kids and husband and parents have been put through in lieu of this tragedy. As a runner, this broke my heart. As a mom, this scared me. As a human, this angered me. But those emotions weren't the point of today's race - the point was remembrance and perseverance.
So my 12 miles weren't easy, they were hard. They were filled with a few tears, a few laughs (I was listening to The Screwtape Letters for portions of it), sharing about Sherry, and enjoyment that my body was able to do it.
Sherry, I never met you but I'm so honored to share in this remembrance of you, my "sole sister."
just FYI, these were my cool down 5 minutes shown. I ran way more than .21 miles LOL |
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I just came upon your site, and noticed you live in Kansas too. I'm right outside of Wichita myself.
Anyway, while I'm here, I should probably mention I've added your blog to a "Running Blog Database" that I've been working on. Here's a link if you care to check it out:
http://2slow4boston.blogspot.com/p/run-blog-database.html