Canada has a hero. His name is Terry Fox. All children learn about him in one way or another. He had cancer as a kid and had to have his leg amputated. He then set off to run across Canada to raise awareness and money for a cure.
He started on the East Coast with little attention but people started to take notice of this young man with so much courage, hope, determination and a lovely smile. He never finshed his journey as the cancer returned and killed him so very young.
Every September, Canadians run to remember him, to raise funds for research into cancer and because we all need a role model or a hero in our hearts. Mr M had chosen the 2010 goal of running a 10 km as fast as he did when 30. He chose the Montreal Terry Fox run as his race. He hadn't trained much, so his speed didn't become the issue - just squeezing it in became the goal.
On the day, Seb decided he wanted to run 1 or 1.5 kms, even though he was wearing sandals. So we registered him. He did the warm-up aerobics and then he was off. He ran with his dad for the first few 100 metres and then alone. He passed the first kilometre and then the next one. No need to stop. He wasn't tired. He ran a 3rd and then tripped getting out of the way of others, fell and skinned his knee. All alone he picked himself up, checked it out and then thought of Terry. On he went. Kilometre 4 and 5 sailed past in a walk/run combo. At the finish line, he was beaming.
I have a new hero in my heart.
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