“Our charge on this Earth is to serve Christ and our fellow man, to excercise our gifts and talents to the maximum – and to care for all the assets God has given us, including our bodies” Dr. Kenneth H. Cooper
We spoke for almost 1/2 hour and he signed my book. I enjoyed the time.
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This was posted on the Facebook Page, the “Caregiver’s Companion by Christine Barba
It began at Skidaway Island State Park, near Savannah Georgia.
It ended, unofficially at the Pacific Ocean, near Marina, California.
It ended, officially, at Bubba Gump Shrimp Factory in Monterey, California.
2594 miles were on foot and another 458 were in the passenger seat of a car.
Were there failures? In my opinion, yes.
Were their successes? In my opinion, yes.
Did I struggle often? Again, in my opinion yes.
Did I almost quit? Many times.
Did I receive a lot of help? I did.
Do I wish I could do it again? Yes.
“I believe a truly unique individual stands alone and away from the herds because they have no fear of being alone. They are confident within themselves and totally self-reliant. The mavericks of the world are not followers of groups, parties, and creeds devised by someone else somewhere in time; they listen to a different drummer, the beating of their own heart. They know that thinking outside the box comes much easier when not in the box. They also know, the free roaming of a maverick is stopped by putting it back into the herd…” ~ Steve Fugate
The picture below was taken in south Georgia. I had drove down and met Steve for the first time.
Approximately 8 months after dad passed away, a bleeding ulcer almost ended my life. I won’t go into the horrific details, other than to say there was a lot of blood. The emergency room doctors, at one point, guessed that I may have around 2 hours left to live, because my organs were shutting down.
I was confined to ICU for 4 days. The news the first two days scared me to death.
I asked God for help, and made him a promise.
At the time I entered ICU, I weighed approximately 270 lbs.
To make a long story short, I came out of ICU and went to work. I lost a hundred pounds in 11 months and another 18 pounds over the next few years.
I set 5 long range running goals, and completed them successfully one after another. The completion of the last one left me with a, kind of a empty feeling.
I decided to run across America and to do it to raise awareness and money for the Alzheimer’s Association.
My promise was simple . . . If God would get me out of the hospital alive, I would get myself in good shape physically and mentally and spend the rest of my life helping as many people as possible, without regard to my future.
I’ve had my ups and downs with the promise, but, I think most of the time I have done well with it.