off to the Boston Marathon

Esther making herself comfortable

I am leaving this morning for Boston to be a support person for Sister Madonna Buder, who will be running the marathon (on Monday), so I won’t be posting another blog until I return next week. Part of me is excited about this adventure, the other part wants to stay home in my cozy, familiar, comfortable, “known” space.

But I am going, and I am grateful that Sister asked me to accompany her on this journey …grateful that I am not running it (REALLY grateful!)… grateful that my “job” is to simply be there to make her life easier; navigate our way around Boston, find good food for her, get her to the bus that will take her out to Hopkinton early Monday morning for the start of the race, be there to meet her when she crosses the finish line (about 5 hours after she starts running).

Of the many things that I truly love in life, supporting people who I care about, in making brave life decisions, is one of my favorites.

cover of her book, The Grace to Race

http://www.amazon.com/Grace-Race-Inspiration-80-Year-Old-Triathlete/dp/1439177481

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Being available

Sister Madonna from Runner's World Dec. 2007

Lately I have been considering getting a cell phone…especially in light of the fact that I will be again accompanying Sister Madonna Buder (if you want to read about an incredibly inspiring woman, look her up on-line) to the Boston Marathon. 3 years ago when I did this, I missed her finish, and did not connect with her for several hours after. She looked briefly for me and then luckily was asked, by a fan of hers, if she wanted to go back to their hotel room with them, shower and relax..I am very grateful that she did. After all, she was 77 years old and had just run 26.2 miles.

I, on the other hand,  sat anxiously waiting for several hours, in the B section of the “Lost, Alone, and Looking for Family Members” area (not really the name but that is what it felt like) set up by the organizers of the marathon for others just like me who “lost” their athletes.

I saw people during the race watching the progress of their loved ones on their cell phones and thought that was amazingly wonderful. I love the idea of being able to do this. I also like the idea of information at my fingertips….love looking up most everything.

I just wonder if I will be giving up something if I get a cell phone. What exactly would that be Mary? Some odd concept of “freedom”? For many years, Jack and I both “prided ourselves” on not having technology in our lives. Jack ran his shop without lights (used candles) for a number of years until he was forced (by his Insurance company I think) to use electric lights, I did not own a computer until 7 years ago when my son Tom bought me one as a gift, we did not have a cell phone (Jack has one now) until 2 years ago.

Every one of these changes have improved our lives and expanded our experiences of the world and yet initially, we resisted each one.  The older I get, the more I want and need “connection”…not less. I want to be more open and available to others. The idea of getting a cell phone is exciting to me…feels like fun…and I can never get enough of that!

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Ask and ….get ready to say Yes to life!

Sister Madonna (right) and me at the 2007 Runner's World Heroes Banquet

Five years ago, I was feeling uninspired. It seemed as though my life, while good, was stagnant. I was driving to visit some friends and prayed a very simple prayer: “I need to be inspired.” That was it. That was enough. (Every time I have put this simple request out to Spirit, BIG opportunities show up).

I walked into my friend’s  home and saw a newspaper clipping with the headline, Second to Nun, 75 year old Catholic Nun, Sister Madonna Buder earns world record in Ironman 75+. I was stunned. The Ironman?! That is a 2.4 mile swim (in the ocean), 112 mile bike race, and a marathon (26.2 mile run)! One after the other.

Visions of my life, 25 years earlier came back. I was living in Concord, NH raising a small child, and training for my first marathon. I had increased my mileage to 40 miles a week and just couldn’t continue. I felt I was not a fast enough runner and I could not imagine how embarrassed I would be if I finished in over 3 1/2 hours. So I quit training and was never going to run a marathon….until that day 25 years later. If a 75 year old woman could finish the Ironman, I could run a marathon…couldn’t I?

Training was brutal. I had been a runner for all of those years but had not raced or timed myself in years, and my daily runs had gone from 6 to 4 to about 2 miles a day. I  still figured I was running about 9 minute miles. I timed myself and was sure  that either my car’s odometer was off or my clock was broken. I could not be running 14 minute miles..that was walking …not running. But I just knew I was going to do it. If a woman in her late 70s could do the Ironman, I could run a marathon.

I registered for the Toronto marathon which was 6 months away, in September (it would be a few days before my 51st birthday) and started building up the miles. After a month, I found Sister Madonna’s address and sent her a letter and a small check…thanking her for the inspiration. I never expected to hear from her. She wrote and thanked me! She said that she received many letters asking for help but few sending her money. This was the beginning of our friendship.

My life has been so expanded by this little prayer on a winter’s morning. Sister Madonna continues to inspire me (she turned 80 last summer and is going to run the Boston Marathon in April)…I will be with her, not running but just being a support…I run too slow for her. I’ll keep you posted by this blog. In 2007 Runner’s World named her one of 13 Heroes of the Year, and she was allowed to bring one guest (an expense paid trip to NY)…she asked me. How is that even possible? What an amazing thing this life is when we ask for more of it!

p.s. I finished my marathon in 5 hrs and 45 minutes…tired, sore as anything and filled with a great sense of accomplishment and a new and beautiful friendship which was the real gift. We just never know what great things await us when we ask.

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