Exhaustion, muscle cramping, thirst, mental fatigue all were omnipresent and very frequent. Those of you who have done endurance events have heard about "hitting a wall". I hit this wall, but rebounded like a racquetball. As these feelings came, I would think of my sweet little boy Seth and I would ride harder and continue on. I took no breaks and the only time I got off my bike was when I crashed into a pile of lava rock. Ouch! I finished in the top 10 with a time of 03:14:23.86
|Me in Tour of White Mountains 2010|
|Becky and her dad after Deseret News 10K|
|Spencer 2011 Tour of White Mountains|
|Me 2011 Tour of White Mountains|
One of the worst days on this journey is when I had to tell Spencer he could not race anymore. I was on my way to his first track meet of the season in Winslow, AZ. I had just gotten off the phone with Maureen at Dr. Shoffner's office. They had discussed Spencer's case and recommended he not participate in any competitive sports until he was seen by Dr. Shoffner. Spencer was suited up for his track meet. I was about 30 minutes away from the track meet and his event would start in 45 minutes.
I had to tell Spencer that he could not race. I knew the news would devastate him. I knew how much he loved to run and compete. Now, I had to tell him he could not race for his little brother or his big sister anymore. Tears filled my eyes knowing what Spencer was about to go through. As I scrambled to find Spencer at the track meet, I pulled him to the end of the bleachers and with tears in my eyes told him that Dr. Shoffner was highly suspicious of him also having a form of Mitochondrial Disease and it was best if he did not run or compete in any sporting events at this time. I hope I never have to ever do something like that again. It was so painful. Spencer was running for his brother and sister because they can't, and now he was to be included with those who can't.
|Seth posing with some of Spencer's awards he received in soccer, track, and mountain biking. Spencer would race/play in honor of Seth.|
There is something special about racing for someone else. There is something special about racing for a cause that makes the race more meaningful. It's time to change our silent motto to a loud scream that can be heard across the country. It's time for me to lace up my trail running shoes again. It's time for me to clip into my mountain or road bike and race because they can't. Thank you for all who have supported Team Belnap: We swim, bike, and run because they can't.