Day 249 to 251 Bridgeport to Old Saybrook CT. – 50 Miles


20150514_193211Kids keep me young and on my toes. The ones in the running group gave their all when they played games with me and it reminded me of how I needed to approach this journey. I had a hard time hiding the fact that the mishaps of the road had burdened my mind. It had even hindered my joy of running as I dwelled on negative thoughts. For a while I found it hard to shake the feeling. But I was able to remember my mission once I got on the playground.

All in all we had achieved what we set out to do on each stage so far. The first stage we focused on booking events and putting ourselves into the market. During stage two we gained momentum in the media. We checked off the boxes for those two objectives. Now that we are approaching stage three the focus shifts to fundraising.

20150515_113835The Westp...

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Day 246 to 248 Fort Lee to Bridgeport, Connecticut – 53 Miles


20150510_205511Sirens wailed through the city every few minutes. The neon lights of Times Square adorned the night with colors and images. The looming billboards gave me insight into the life of an ant. I was back in the city once again. I returned to the place of my college years and the destination of my journey five years ago. I was naïve and innocent when I lived in the fast pace back then. It was something I would have like to have kept. But, change has been the only reliable constant in life.

IMG_3360On this trip into the city, I visited old friends. They were more like family. Michelle and Dawn were a pair of sisters that were born on the same day and their brother John was a runner. We had seen Dawn when we passed through Wellington, Florida but she had returned to the city...

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Day 240 to 245 West Chester PA. to Philadelphia to Fort Lee NJ. – 124 Miles


20150503_172547We had been gaining some great momentum. My muscles felt like they were made from iron fibers, my message was reaching plenty of kids, and our job of contacting press had gotten easier. But after my appearance at the Shriner’s Hospital in Philadelphia things began to go downhill. The problems began like a pebble trickling from a hill. They ended up crashing down like an avalanche.

20150504_160943Crystal had come into contact with a sick person and for a couple of days, it seemed that I had successfully protected myself from the germs. Our trailer, the equivalent of a walk in closet in size, must have trapped a couple of those little bugs because they finally found me. The bug was not very powerful but it was annoying. At the beginning I dismissed the irritation as allergy to pollen...

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