Saturday, December 29, 2012

X-Cells!

There is hope! I just read an article about how there are researches in Philadelphia who have figured out how to use an altered H.I.V. virus to reprogram the T-Cells in a patient with leukemia, so that those mutant T-cells will seek out and destroy the cancerous B-cells in the body.

This is why I’m running! This is why I’m training, and running in freezing temps! It is just this kind of “out of the box” off the wall thinking that we need to be funding. I mean… who thinks like that? “Oh, let’s take an AIDS virus and reprogram it to save people.”



These guys are making X-Men T-Cells… we should call them X-Cells! Ok, I’m kind of making light of this extraordinary finding, but I’m so excited to hear about this.

Simply amazing!

I also found out today that a childhood friend of mine has been battling this very same disease, and seems to be winning. Her latest blood work shows that she is still in remission… That’s great news!

Oh… and I run today… and it was cold… but still better than chemo.

I know I ask a lot from my readers... but if you can, please donate, Thanks!

Friday, December 28, 2012

Musical Fun

Being a makeup artist, I totally love musical theatre... but this is funny!

Saturday, December 22, 2012

TnT Ugly Sweater Run

Saturday’s used to be my day to sleep in… and then I joined Team in Training. This morning I was up at 7am so that I could drop my wife off at work before heading up to Sugarhouse Park for the TnT ugly sweater run. Fortunately, I was not the only person who couldn’t find an ugly sweater to run in.

 View of my Dash Board temp display
just before I opened the door and got out.

The temp was a frigid 23 degrees when I got out of my car and joined my team. Despite the cold, I ran really well this morning. In fact, I’ve been doing really, really well on all of the team runs so far. I’m not used to being in the lead pack when I run… so I’m just waiting for something to happen. IT band… something… knock on wood…

That is one ugly sweater
 
Also, I’m really thinking that I’m going to change my registration to the full marathon… but the idea scares the crap out of me.

One of the LLS employees that runs with us is Gemma. She’s in her early 20s and just qualified for Boston. I swear this girl weighs 85 pounds… soaking wet. So, we’re running along this morning and get to a stop light. The Don’t Walk is flashing, and we can see that we only have a few seconds to get across, so all of us stop, except for Gemma. She bounds across the street, yelling, “come on, you can make it!” We all laugh, and one of our coaches, Mary, says, “Ya we could make it if we weighed 85 pounds like Gemma!” It was funny.

TnT is really a good group of people with this full on passion for finding a cure for leukemia. It’s amazing. Several of our team members are patients themselves. My captain, is a lymphoma survivor. It’s inspiring to be around people who have seen success in fighting these cancers, when I have only seen tragedy.

Monday, December 17, 2012

Trying to Keep the Magic... For One More Year.

My youngest daughter is 9 years old, and is starting to figure out Santa.  While putting her blankets on the other night she asked me, “Dad, are you Santa?”

“No.” I answered… after all, I’m not overweight, I have an aversion to reindeer, and I really don’t look good in red.  “Why do you ask?”
“Well,” she said, “Nichol says that our parents are Santa.  Is Santa real?”

Wow, I don’t want to outright lie to her so I say, “Santa is as real as you believe him to be.  I believe in Santa.”
“You do?” she asks, all wide eyed.  It’s true, I believe in Santa as the ideal of charity that he is meant to represent.  That’s hard to explain to a 9-year-old, so I just left my comment as it was.
Then, Saturday night came, and with it, our family party.  It’s been a tradition at this party, since I was a little kid, to have Santa show up.  My family even owns a Santa suit and beard.  This year we got a friend of mine to play Santa, and my daughter saw right through the beard and knew who he was.  He has a distinctive voice.

So, while Santa was handing out presents, my daughter walked over to me, “Dad?” she says, “Is that Boyd?”
“What makes you think that?” I asked… a little horrified.

“Because, that’s Boyd.” She says.
You can kind of see her wheels turning, can't you.
 
So I walked her away from the rest of the kids, and told her that, Yes, Santa was Boyd.  I went on to tell her that Santa was a bit too busy to come to every little family party, and so parents need to fake it a little bit.  But she was not to tell any of the other kids.  That she now had to be able to keep a big person secret.  She said that she could do that.

I’m afraid that this is the last year for us to be able to pull off the Santa thing with our youngest, and that kind of makes me sad.  There is far too little magic in this world.  The sense of wonder is being replaced by Apps and I’m afraid that there is no app for wonder.
If you have little ones, cherish the wonder that flashes in their eyes when everything is new to them.  That time is such a short one.

Wednesday, December 12, 2012

Cause Murph additional pain… for charity

Just how sadistic are you? And how much do you want to make me hurt?

As many of you know I have signed up to run the Ogden Valley Half Marathon with Team in Training, and I’ve been waffling back and forth on whether I should go for it and run the 26.2 mile Full Marathon instead of the 13.1 mile Half Marathon.

I’ve run a half marathon, and 13.1 miles just doesn’t scare me any more, I know that I can make that mileage. 26.2 miles is a whole different story, and it scares the living Bat-Crap out of me to even contemplate that kind of mileage.

So, I’m going to leave my decision up to you. Yep, I’m throwing out a challenge.

I have to recommit, and declare my race on February 15th. So, between today 12/12/12 and 02/15/13 if I have 26 donations of $26.20 or more on my donation site, I will commit to do the Full 26.2 miles of pain, and you can all have a good laugh at my 44 year old body falling apart.

Up for the challenge? Up to see me die in the streets of Ogden? Want to support a great organization while laughing at my blood soaked Brooks? Donate HERE.

I’m hoping that you won’t… ‘cause I don’t think you got the guts!

And if causing me pain is not enough for you... here's one of the reasons I'm running:



 
Leslee was 28 years old when Leukemia took her from us.  Let's find a cure.

Thursday, December 06, 2012

Puppy Love


My wife and I play this “I love you more” game… usually when we’re both sleep deprived because of one of the kids… but anyway… so the other night we were doing this “I love you more” thing, and at some point the words “Puppy Love” came up, which made us both giggle like we were still in Junior High, which is somewhat appropriate, since it’s kind of a Junior High game.

So anyway, ever since, I’ve had the stupid, yet sappy, song “Puppy Love” as sung by Donny Osmond running in an endless loop through my head… So I thought that I’d share.

Enjoy!

Saturday, December 01, 2012

November Update

What can I say, November was a good month for me.

November Miles: 60 miles

Races: Ragnar Las Vegas

Next Race: 2013 New Years Revolution (January 1)

Reading: The Book of Mormon (Trying to do a cover to cover thing before the end of the year)

Listening: The Associate, By John Grisham. It’s pretty much a cross between Pelican Brief and The Firm.

Latest Obsession: Team in Training (Please Donate by clicking HERE… ya, I’m going to be doing this a lot between today and April… I figure that if it works for NPR, it may work for me… Right?)

Netflix Habit: Sherlock. It’s a BBC mini-series. It’s an updated Sherlock Holmes, but very true to the original books by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle.

Blessing: My Family… this will never change.

Irk: Utah Transit Authority. My bus seems to be always late, and always driven by some brand new trainee who doesn’t know the route. Twice in November, the bus either never showed up, or drove right past my stop. Ugh!

Whoo Hoo!: My daughter, Tay, out-shot me at archery. It was awesome! Even though I took a bit of ribbing from some of the other archers.

Oooo Ahhh: Mizuno Breath Thermo Wool Mock Turtleneck, Oh… those would be so warm this winter.

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