tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4738908603284936169.post4952906078745133122..comments2008-06-11T11:15:05.203-05:00Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00938010625990312713noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4738908603284936169.post-7876485482306801342008-06-11T11:15:00.000-05:002008-06-11T11:15:00.000-05:00

Becca; much applause from up here in Wisconsin. I'm picturing 4 women running around a track in dresses. Totally hillarious! Very creative!<BR/><BR/>Gary<BR/>Burlington, WI

Garynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4738908603284936169.post-68201938373437083742008-06-10T09:16:00.000-05:002008-06-10T09:16:00.000-05:00

I come to your blog daily and I must say that you also inspire me! I lost my mother-in-law to cancer in May and it was incredible to see her continue to fight just as you do. I am amazed at the stregth and stamina with which you fight!! If I get down about the sniffles I just trek on over to your blog and remind myself to suck it up you are battling much worse than the sniffles...including it

Miller Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04257980294543007655noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4738908603284936169.post-28943404166604256852008-06-09T13:22:00.000-05:002008-06-09T13:22:00.000-05:00

Becca,<BR/>You continue to amaze me! You are such an inspiration to so many people. I winced when I read you had fallen down and it makes me smile that you got up and kept running. Again, what an inspiration and testament to the power of a positive attitude. You are very special!<BR/>Jennifer

Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06357126725665797083noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4738908603284936169.post-20613785209803039952008-06-09T09:32:00.000-05:002008-06-09T09:32:00.000-05:00

Sure wish I could have been there to walk with you.<BR/>And to see you gals in those dresses running around the track! LOL<BR/>I am always thinking and praying for you. <BR/>Love<BR/>Amy

Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4738908603284936169.post-22764148794081464552008-06-09T09:13:00.000-05:002008-06-09T09:13:00.000-05:00

Dear Becca,<BR/><BR/>I got up this morning feeling downright crummy and then I go to your blog. Your blogging makes one cry and laugh at the same time. I can just picture you running in a wedding dress. I feel so weak when I let such small things affect my moods and attitudes. ( Not pleasing to God, that is for sure ). You just have a way that makes us all want to "run" to South Whitley and give

Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05814778524765493843noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4738908603284936169.post-42517698263674652332008-06-09T09:10:00.000-05:002008-06-09T09:10:00.000-05:00

I'm sorry because of the dress. I hope the asphalt comes out of the dress--it looks like it is.<BR/><BR/>Dad just called me and asked me if I got hurt. I can't believe how sore I am today. My ribs are sore and my shoulders and knees are screaming. I don't know if it is from catching myself when I fell or from trying to run around the track as fast as I could--pumping my arms and legs just

Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00938010625990312713noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4738908603284936169.post-74271539250880197702008-06-09T08:51:00.000-05:002008-06-09T08:51:00.000-05:00

Bec, don't say your sorry! Be proud of who you are and what you've accomplished! I can't believe how many people, including your Mom and I; that you have inspired!<BR/><BR/>Love you so much!!! God has blessed all of us!<BR/>Daddy

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