Looking Forward to 2011
Posted on December 30th, 2010
I have to admit, I’m looking forward to 2011. I already have a few big goals planned out. I want to run the Tiveria and Jerusalem marathons, compete in the all-night Mountain to Valley relay race, ride the Alyn ride for the sixth time, and maybe tackle the 120 KM Tel Aviv-Jerusalem bike path in a single day. Throw in a few shorter races and maybe a triathalon. Sounds ambitious, I know. But my parents are going to be doing even more.
I have no doubt that my Mom will successfully complete her chemotherapy and put cancer way behind her. That’s her on the right wearing the Alyn jacket. She is probably not thrilled that I am posting her picture, but I actually think she looks just fine. I would much rather have a picture of someone who is fighting cancer (and winning) than someone who is great looking but has given up.
My Mom has always believed that whatever you do, you should strive to do it well. No, better than well. You should shine in what you do. There were times growing up when I would have much preferred to do things the easy way. But she would not allow it. And I’m glad.
Because as I see her working her way through eight chemo treatments and all the nasty side effects they can bring, I know where I will get the strengh to finish the marathon. As Lance Armstrong – another guy who kicked cancer in the butt – says, “Pain is temporary, but quitting last forever.”
Not to be outdone by my Mom’s situation, my Dad is focused on one thing. Getting out of the hospital bed where he has been forced to lie for about a month now. He wants to stand up on his own two feet. And doing that may be harder than next week’s run around the Kinneret. But his motto is to “keep pushing yourself – all the time.”
Many years ago, the two of us rode a one hundred mile bike ride together. I was a young and cocky teenager thinking I could do anything. And he showed me one thing: I was right. But so could he. Now, standing up for him might be as hard as that ride way back then, but the principle is the same. Every day he tells me “I gotta get out of this damn bed.”
And that’s why I know he will.
If you are looking for some news about Israel, I’m afraid you will have to wait until my next post. No, this one is dedicated to two very special people who have made me who I am today. As I struggle through next week’s marathon, I will be thinking of them.
Mom and Dad, get better. I can’t wait for Passover.
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