Howard Solomon Run for Thyroid Cancer and Other Thoughts

First off, what a great initial response to the Howard Solomon Run for Thyroid Cancer (the tenative name; I am open to suggestions). By the way Nick, you were right; the actual date is September 9th. Mark it in your calender, people.

I came up with this idea on a lark, but now it's officially "on" and it was great to hear from so many people -- Beno, Nick, Deb and Gary G, Laurie, Payro, Toddie, Zolla, and anyone else I am forgetting. Thank you all. Thanks to my father too, who volunteered to -- nap.

I haven't added up the miles yet and will do so later but I suspect we're probably up near around 100, exclusive of mine.

I'm going to set a tentative goal of 500 miles, so we still have a ways to go. So come on all ye faithful readers -- let's hear from you. I know you are out there: still haven't heard from Schultz, my lame ass brothers who never post on this blog -I don't think they read it, actually. Come on Solomon boys. I'm throwing out the challenge to you. Neil, my former marathon-running-turned-soft brother - man up and do 10. Scott. Ummm, I'll make a special exception and make a donation in your name if you run one. Seriously. Scooter, you can run three. Sellers, you can match Payro's 20 my man. Silbo -- actually, forget Silbo. I don't think he could run a yard). Hope G, you out there? I'm putting you in for 10 unless I hear otherwise. Val R -- you're the runner. Let's hear from you. CrazaMama, you have any time with those six kids of yours to get in three miles? Emily H -- come on Em -- you can easily run 6!

Everyone else, be forewarned; I know how to reach you.

If I get enough of you committed, I am going to send y'all specially-designed "race" t-shirts. Now is that motivation enough?

Oh, and special thanks to my dear father, who has graciously agreed to underwrite a good portion of this event (actually, he hasn't quite agreed to anything. This is the first he's heard of this idea. Though I am absolutely certain he'll step up -- right dad?).

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There is a post I have been contemplating for a long time. It's a tough one, and one I have given much thought to: it's about people who have disappointed and let me down during this ordeal.

As I mentioned in one of my original posts, this entire ordeal has gone a long way of reaffirming my faith in my fellow man. Overall, people have just been fantastic; whether it's old friends, or new.

That being said, there's been the unfortunate side of the coin too; people who have disappointed me tremendously. Individuals who I thought were family, who never reached out to me in any capacity. Or reached out once and were never heard from again. Or family (albeit not immediate family) who lives down the street and has not once called.

Fortunately, these folks have been in the minority, but because I value friendship above all, I can't help but be bothered by this on several different levels. I am not going to name names but in the off chance these individuals ever happen to read these words, the only thing I can really say is I hope you regain your humanity and not make the same mistake twice in this lifetime. A phone call -- or even an email --takes but a few seconds from your very busy lives, but the meaning can endure forever.

I was going to go on more on this subject, but I think I'll end it here. I am trying to avoid negative ju ju on this blog. I did need to get that off my chest though
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Anyway, headed out for a long weekend with the boys. I'll be back posting on Sunday, provided I have the requisite brain cells. Have a nice weekend all and start training!