Racing to Save Lives

Howdy! Welcome to my Team in Training Fundraising Page!

I am training to participate in the San Fran triathlon on November 8. It's a .94 mile swim, followed by a 26 mile bike ride, and then just a short run (ha) of 6 miles to the finish line. While it is certainly possible that I will drown in the Ocean, or wreck along the bike route, it is also fairly likely that I will crawl across the finish line... Why? Because I'm not in it alone.

With your help, I will build my own team of donors; people who not only support my drive to finish this triathlon, but support the individuals who are battling blood cancers.

Individuals like my friend and coworker Robyn Hennessey, who was diagnosed with Non-Hodgkin’s Lymphoma. She faced treatment with her trademark positivity and grace, and today is cancer free!

I am raising the money in honor of her, and in honor of the research and medical advances that enable more and more people to join Robyn with “cancer free” diagnosis. Please consider making a donation to support my participation in Team in Training… All donations are 100% tax deductible, and every dollar helps, no matter how small.

Here's how to donate:

Click on the "Donate Now" button to the left and submit your donation using your credit card. All transactions are secure.

Yay! I reached the halfway point on the fundraising side. I'm well past halfway on training... So here are some fun training stories to keep you occupied while you decide how much to donate:

A couple of nights ago I did a 20 mile bike ride along the beach following a 14 hour work day. It was a sun up to sun down kind of day, so while I was uber tired by the time I got back to shore, I realized I should make use of the fact I was parked next to the beach and get on the bike and go! I rode right under LAX, and watched a 747 take off above me. Then I meandered along trying to keep an eye on the path that heads straight through the middle of the beach, scared that if I didn't pay attention I would find myself crashing into the sand.

Last Saturday morning we did a mini-triathlon to practice transitioning from sport to sport. I was put in the "advanced" swimmers group. I didn't stop to consider that I was an advanced swimmer in the pool, but there were 6 ft waves facing me in the Ocean that I would have to get through. I ran in thinking, eh, wave, no problemo. Next thing I knew I was scared to death and thinking of quitting on the spot. One of the coaches had to swim out and save the day - turns out this Hylden from Texas is just fine in a lake, but the waves are a whole new ball game. You have to dive into the wave, and then hold tight to the bottom of the Ocean as the wave passes over you. Finally, with the coach by my side, I made it through! The other side of the "big - mean - menacing - trying to kill me - wave" was as peaceful and silent as you could imagine. The coach had to yell at me to swim because I was too busy floating on my back just enjoying the fact that I made it to the other side of the waves to continue swimming.