Ronan was born on June 13, 2001 in Edmonton to Joe and Ali. He is a big brother to Malcolm; grandson to Lydia, Teresa and Bob; nephew, cousin and friend to many. A 4th grader at Prince Charles School; musician; music lover; chess champion; Harry Potter fan; bananagram-er; card shark; board gamer, corny joke teller. And cancer fighter.

This blog is intended to ensure that Ronan’s vast support team of family and friends are connected, informed and engaged while he, dad Joe, mom Ali and brother Malcolm help him beat a terrible, scary disease - embryonal sarcoma, a rare childhood liver cancer. So welcome to Ronan’s blog. Sit, read, cry, and vow to fight this fight with Ronan, Malcolm, Ali and Joe. And please leave a few words of encouragement with a Comment.

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Resolution Run New Years Eve 2010


Ronan and Grand-dad were excited to run this 5km together.  What an “awesome” way to share the start of a New Year.  Ronan was “pumped” to go!  He could feel the excitement!

The count-down came and went. We were off!  Grand-dad geared Ronan to a conversational pace.  This was necessary so that we wouldn’t be too “pooped to pop” on our way back.

When Ronan was faced with the first “hill” of the run, he said, “Grand-dad I’m getting tired!”  I explained to Ronan that if he took “shorter” steps he wouldn’t get as tired.  Soon after he responded by saying that the “shorter steps” was a good trick to know.

When we reached the turn around to come back Ronan was in great shape.  I told Ronan that it was “fantastic” what he was doing!  Not too many eight year olds would be out on New Years Eve running 5km with their Grand-fathers.

Ronan continued to be “pumped!” He was really into the excitement!  As we were nearing the last hill to reach the finish line I encouraged Ronan  to turn on the jets. I told him his Mother and Father would  be in view to watch him cross the finish line.  Ronan did cross the finish line ahead of his Grand-dad with his hands raised high.

I was so proud of Ronan.  He did it!  And he did it in such a “winning” way.

With love and affection,
Grand-dad
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5 comments:

  1. Wanda ElliottNovember 16, 2010 at 7:03 PM

    What a wonderful story, Grand-dad Bob. I am sure Ronan learned a valuable lesson that he can carry into other aspects of his life. Take "short steps",Ronan, because the slow and steady win the race. Can't wait until you cross this finish line with your hands held high. We will be there cheering louder than anything you have ever heard!!!!

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  2. AliNovember 16, 2010 at 9:56 PM

    Beautifully said Wanda. We have a huge team
    cheering. Small steps and we'll get there together
    xo

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  3. Joe BoydNovember 16, 2010 at 10:48 PM

    I want to voice Ronan's indignation: it was most certainly NOT, he insists, the first hill on which he mentioned his fatigue, but a later one. He wants that on the record!

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  4. tisaacNovember 17, 2010 at 11:08 AM

    That is a wonderful story Bob !! I believe you Ronan...its never the first hill ! :) See you soon !!
    Samson says hi, and his email is samsontboyd@hotmail.com

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  5. TanyaNovember 17, 2010 at 11:51 AM

    I love this post...one day at a time...we are all cheering you on Ronan!

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