This is a picture from the Canal Diggers 5k in Worcester, Ma. a couple weekends ago. Pictured along with me are my daughter and Mike White. Mike and I ran in a race together back during the July 4th weekend. It was the race that not only humbled me, but, also sent me scrambling to the Red Hook Brewery 5k the next day to lick my wounds and drowned my sorrows. If you happened to have already read the entry you know which race I’m talking about. If you haven’t read it you should go back and check it out. My daughter, Michelle, got to meet not only one of the high school runners that kicked my butt that day, but, also the person that has been handed the baton to continue to do great things for the Seven Hills Foundation. The race I attended was 2 seniors-senior project and the first year of the race. Mike has taken on the task of continuing what they have started and is putting the race on next year. Please look into the race and support his and his volunteer’s efforts. This is one of those times you can look at teenagers and see greatness in their efforts.
Memories Of A Race To Remember
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