The Terry Fox run was today. It was a weird event even for a fun run. I just wonder what Terry himself would think if he knew that his life and effort had spawned all of this. I mean he was determined to run across Canada, but didn’t make it. In some way though, if you take every kilometer run, walked, skated, or ridden on the Terry Fox runs held around the world, how many times would Canada have been crossed?
I ran five kilometers today at a good pace. Not as good as others, but I bettered my time from earlier in the week. I didn’t run with my watch, so I don’t know for sure, but I did push my cardio-vascular and muscular conditioning. I was wheezing pretty good and didn’t feel that I could push any more than I did. A friend said that she had finished around 25 minutes, and I had finished about nine minutes ahead of her… so. But those kinds of estimates don’t count for much, besides it was a fun run.
I don’t think I’ll ever run and I mean run seriously again in a fun run. I might jog through and I will definitely walk them, but run, no. There really isn’t much of a point. The beginning was a zoo with small children trying to ride bikes or scooters at the start and so many onlookers crowding in from the sides that the street had been narrowed considerably and then people joining from side streets… it was a mess. Not a proper start at all and really quite dangerous. After a couple of blocks though, the dense crowd thinned considerably and the real run began.
I had pushed too hard at the beginning just from being caught up in the excitement, weaving through the crowd, and my desire to get out ahead of it all. Still, it was a fun run and one that contributed to my fitness and my eventual marathon.
God bless Terry Fox may he rest in peace.








