A Day To Remember

Posted by Filed Under: Inspiration & Motivation, Triathlon, Video

Today is dedicated to Ryan Shay who died while running in the Olympic Trials in New York City. Ryan’s story is well known to most people who read this blog.

Less well known is the story of Dorothy Barnett-Griffin who died during the swim portion of the Ironman Florida race the next day. After losing her husband in a car accident 5 years ago Dorothy and her 3 children started working with the Journey of Hope Grief Support Center to heal their wounds. She also took up athletics as a way to restore some joy in her life. In the process she met and later married Mike Barnett. Dorothy and Mike were racing in the Ironman and raising funds for Journey of Hope in the process. You can read more about Dorothy here.

I wanted to pay tribute to both of these fine people by celebrating their lives. I like to think they would want the people they left behind to follow in their footsteps and live a positive, rich life that included pursuing dreams and always being active. I think both of them would want everyone to let our light shine.

About 21stCenturyMom

I found myself at the age of 38 the single full time working mother of 3 small children. I took up running because I figured I could get the biggest benefit in the least amount of time. Swearing never to run a marathon I found myself going out for a 4 - 6 mile run several times a week. I ran my first marathon 6 years later. Five years after that I ran another and then the next year another. Then I got bit by the triathlon bug so now I split my time between running, swimming and cycling. This year I think I'll run another marathon. And next year - who knows?

  1. kristi on November 17th at 8:03 am

    I ran my 5.5 this morning. nothing else would have had me get up at 5:45 am in the freezing east coast wind to do this. i thought of his family today and what i can do to me more grateful for mine. thanks for the challenge!

  2. Christian on November 17th at 6:40 pm

    I set myself a goal faster than I can usually run the distance, to really push myself, you know, to truly feel it. As I ran the last 200 meters, knowing that I was going to make the distance on time, an ambulance came racing down the street, with lights and sirens. My eyes filled with tears and I started to cry, because that is how Ryan’s run ended too. Rest well Ryan.

  3. Adeel on November 17th at 7:02 pm

    After I finished my run today, I thought of Ryan and I had the thought I’ve had every time I think about him while running: he died doing the exact same thing I was doing. I still can’t shake that feeling.

  4. Jeanne on November 19th at 11:21 am

    nicely put together.