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Praise you.....
Apr 22, 2011 by Amy Ryan Hottelmann


Here is where I want to thank all the people that helped me realize and live my dream of completing the Boston Marathon.


I need to thank my family and friends who supported me with words of encouragement and their time. Whether it was to come up to stand for hours just to watch me run by them, or it was take time out of their lives to help me jazz up a shirt. Your generosity can never be repaid and will never be forgotten.


To my husband, I thank you for being my biggest supporter. You were the one to tell me that I should do this. You sacrificed Saturday mornings so I could do my group runs. You bought ice for my post run baths. You worked around my training schedule. You organized race day parties so everyone could be there to support and cheer me on. You helped me surpass my goal which will go on to help someone else one day. It took both of us to get across the finish line. I love you for believing in me.


To everyone that so graciously opened their hearts and donated, I want to share a few moments with you. I saw first hand how your donations affect others. As I ran from Hopkinton to Boston, I was thanked from the sidelines. Many people called out, “Thank you so much for running.” I was thanked by other runners as they told me loved ones had battled blood cancers.


The most poignant moment for me came as I rounded Commonwealth Ave to Herefort Street. It had been a long 5 hours and 25 minutes. My thighs burned. Finally, I was going to experience the surreal moment of Boylston Street. My eyes caught on girl in her twenties, clearly battling cancer. She looked me in the eye and said, “Thank you so much.” I said, “No, thank you.” I dug in for the final hill of Herefort Street to turn onto Boylston to screams of the crowd on either side of the street. Not only was I running for me, I was running for her and everyone that thanked me. I was going to finish this grueling race strong and with a smile because it was a great honor to run for them. So, that is how your donation mattered to a cancer patient thanking me for running 26.2 miles. Thank you.


I will be putting my Boston experience up soon. I’m still digesting that whole weekend.


Thank you all and see you next time. Maybe 2013 or 2014......


Love


Amy

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The Hay is in the Barn
Apr 11, 2011 by Amy Ryan Hottelmann

The hay is in the barn. I have no idea what that really means. Our coaches keep telling us and the folks at Boston Athletic Association said the same thing. I guess it means, we’ve done all we can do to prepare for this big event.


On Saturday, we had our last group practice. It was bittersweet. I’ve spent every Saturday with these people. Before our run, our coaches gave us final tips, talked about Marathon Day, and shared experiences. The overwhelming advice was to enjoy the day. Bask in the experience of Athlete Village. Take in all the sounds and sights along the route. Help each other. If you see someone battling, remind them of why they are there. Read off the names on their shirt. They reminded us that the race doesn’t end at Heartbreak Hill and we still have at least 5 miles to go. Only look at the CITGO sign once – because it takes forever to get there. And even if you are dying and things are bleeding – once you get to Boylston – you’ll run faster than you have ever run. When you see the finish line, all the pain momentarily disappears. Smile and wave. Give a thumbs up. You did it. Enjoy it.


When I was 10 years old, I had a dream I was there running the marathon. Right then, I wanted to do it. I never ran before, and it would take me 29 years to get there.


Eleven years ago, I was helping out at the pasta dinner the night before the race. I so wanted to be one of the runners. They hummed with excitement. Even though they hadn’t taken a step past the start, they looked proud.


One year ago, I was so excited for a friend who was going to be running it. I had just completed my first ever 5K. I had no idea the path I would take in the next 12 months. Some people train for 6 months for the marathon. I worked all year for this. I registered and completed 13 races – 4 half marathons and a triathlon. Everything I did was in preparation for April 18th.



One week from today, I will be making my way from Athletes Village to my start corral. I will be wearing this lovely singlet that my good friend Dale helped me jazz up a bit. On the ribbons are the names of everyone who gave. I will be adding them all the way to race day. One the back are the people I’m running for. I can’t believe the dream of my 10 year old self is coming true. I plan to bask in the day and enjoy all 26.2 miles of it.


Here is an expert from a blog I read that made me weep from Raymond Britt. It never fails to give me butterflies.


‘‘The turn onto Boylston Street puts you in full view of what I believe is the greatest final stretch that you can experience in a marathon. Nearly a half mile of smiles waves and cheers from spectators on both sides of the street.


The finish banner, an unparalleled sight, comes into view. Take a deep breath, appreciate every stride that takes you closer to the Boston Marathon Finish banner. You worked hard to get to this point. You're there. Enjoy it.


As you run those final strides to the finish line, begin celebrating your own personal independence. You trained for months or even years to get to this point. And there you will be. Completing something that you once considered impossible, even ridiculous. A marathon, 26.2 miles. But not just any marathon. The legendary Boston Marathon.


Then it's your moment. See the time, cross the line, smile for the cameras. Congratulate yourself, be proud. You've done it. Go ahead, admit it to yourself: you Really Rock. You're a Boston Finisher. Yes, you are.


You've done something extraordinary, celebrate it. Celebrate your independence, celebrate your spirit and attitude that earned that trip to Hopkinton and drove you the next 26.2 miles to the most coveted finisher's medal in long-distance running.


In the Long Run, life is a collection of Moments That Matter. The ones you will remember for the rest of your life. In April, your moment is in Boston, on Boylston Street, under the Finish Banner.


That moment is yours. Celebrate it. From that moment on, you are a little more special. You are a Boston finisher. Congratulations. Welcome to the Club.’


All week, I’ll be posting my bib number and links to track me on race day. Thank you to everyone for following my journey to Boylston Street.


Amy





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Amazing Grace
Apr 04, 2011 by Amy Ryan Hottelmann

People ask who I'm running for. There are several people on my mind as my ankles ache with every footfall. All the people on my team who have personal stories. We hear them every week. We meet them, shake their hands and cry with them. On a personal level, one of the people I think about is my brother. He was in a serious car accident that nearly took his life. For the last 6 months, he has been fighting each day to get better. He is in a different kind of a marathon. Learning to walk, rebuilding all his muscles to the simple things like stand or sit up straight. I think of how hard it must be for him and my shin tweak is nothing compared to that. But this is who I really think of when running.



This is my daughter Grace. She's a relatively healthy, happy child. I hope and pray she always will be. I began running to be a good role model for her. I want her to be active and make healthy choices in her life. I want her to grow up with a strong self esteem and never feel like she has to diet or hate what she sees in the mirror. I've struggled with body image since puberty almost 30 years ago. I still do. I needed to take a literal step to change the way I saw myself. I didn't want her to hear her mother put herself down. What kind of example is that? By running the marathon for charity, I hope I show her the importance of giving a part of yourself for others. Yes, it is a dream to run the marathon. It makes it so special to know that what I'm doing really means something to people we help. They thank us every week. I hope that Grace will see how amazing it is help others and carry on that legacy. I would love to run the Boston Marathon with her one year. But right now, she knows that Mommy goes running and she wants to run too. When I look at her, I think of all the kids that are battling for their lives. I hope by doing this, I am giving them the hope and opportunity to grow up and be amazing people. And I hope that I will make Grace proud of me.



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20 miles and 22 days
Mar 26, 2011 by Amy Ryan Hottelmann


I took one photo on the run. I found it hard to run and take a picture. 20 miles. I was excited to start. I was looking forward to this run. We had a great talk beforehand. I was emotionally invested in this. By mile 7, I was feeling a little spent. I went out harder than I meant to. Mile 10, I was ready for a nap. I envisioned my bed and it was so far away. As my group pulled away leaving me alone with my thoughts along route 16. I longed to put my iPod on, but we were told it was a NO-NO. So, I was alone with my thoughts. When you are hurting and your body is crying for you to stop, it is grueling. The Wellesley Community Center was at mile 15. I was really sad that it wasn’t the end. I went inside to use the bathroom and I could smell the pizza. It would so easy to stay inside. No, my husband was waiting at mile 20. I NEEDED to get to mile 20. How I got there, run or walk, didn’t matter. The last 5 miles were some of the longest miles I’ve logged in the last year. I know that come race day, I will have the spirits and strength of the crowd to get me through, over or around the wall. Today, I had to run against it over and over. I said my mantra and several others over and over in my head.


At mile 18, I came across the father and son team I had mentioned a few posts ago. The son beat Leukemia 5 years ago. This year, he turned 18 and wanted to give back. They both battled like I did. But I felt myself get choked up as I watched the father walking and the son came up behind him, patting him reassuringly on the back. I had a flash forward to my daughter saying to me, “Come on, Mom...we’re almost there.” How I didn’t dehydrate....


At 19.5, my coach Kelly met me to run me in. I was told I looked strong and good - but I was so glad I didn’t have to do an extra 6.2 miles. My husband was proud - and apparently I looked badass running in. What more could you ask for?


So, we are in taper mode. It’s about keeping the muscles warm and not getting injured. This experience has been more amazing than I can put in words. The people of TNT are some of the most wonderful, special people I have ever had the fortune to spend tine with. This has truly changed my life for the better.


22 more days. I’m as ready as I’m going to be. Hope to see you all there.

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22917 + 18 = ???
Mar 16, 2011 by Amy Ryan Hottelmann

What does the number 22917 mean to me? They are the numbers that will be emblazoned across my chest for 26.2 miles. Stalking the B.A.A. website finally paid off. It is my bib number for my first marathon. Oh yeah, I said first.


The Hebrew word for "alive" is חי (chai), which has a numerical value of 18. It is also the longest run I’ve ever done. Why is this run significant? I felt good after it. On many runs, I wonder if I have what it takes to complete a marathon. Will my legs hold up? Am I strong enough? I felt good after running up Heartbreak Hill and Mildred. Remember Mildred? I had to walk up her twice. Not this week.


In 2 weeks, we are bused to Hopkinton to the start line. We will run with our Team In Training shirts 20 miles. I think that puts us around Heartbreak Hill. It’s a big celebration of their hard work we have put in for the season. Both in training our bodies and raising awareness and funds for the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society. I will be running with my camera that day as a record of that day.


Thank you to all those who have encouraged me to this moment. Thank you to all those who have said they are proud of me or feel inspired by this tiny little moment in my lifetime. I’m humbled because it seems like a tiny drop in the ocean. Thank you to those who have shared their stories with me. Thank you to everyone that has given graciously to the cause.


A little excerpt from a blog written by Raymond Britt


“In the Long Run, life is a collection of Moments That Matter. The ones you will remember for the rest of your life. In April, your moment is in Boston, on Boylston Street, under the Finish Banner.


That moment is yours. Celebrate it. From that moment on, you are a little more special. You are a Boston finisher. Congratulations. Welcome to the Club.”


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