Being Courageous One Mile at a Time with Emily

We love big adventures and our Emily Guth is just about to finish a huge one. She and her team from the Ulman Cancer Fund are about to finish their run across the US. She will be finishing the last leg of the journey this Saturday, August 4th at Brooklyn Bridge Park at 12pm. Emily wrote us from the road and we wanted to share her words here. We are so proud of you Em, and we can’t wait to hug you on Saturday. 

Rob, Mary, Kevin and Tribe,

Hello from Wisconsin! I’m not sure when this letter will get to you, but as I write it it’s day 33 of 49. We’re still waking up at 4;30, putting one foot in front of the other, and getting closer to home every day. I can’t thank all of your enough for your support and encouragement on throughout this journey. I wanted to share with you a few things that have happened on this trip that have reminded me of how lucky I am to have this NP family.

The first occurred on day 18, also known as the 4th of July. During our pre-trip orientation, the 4th was discussed often. Our teams rely on food donations on a daily basis so that all the money we raise can go back to the Ulman Cancer fund where it belongs. We were told that the 4th of July would be the hardest day for food donations. Well, guess whose turn it was to handle food? I reached out to the only resource I knew, NP Denver. They were having a 4th of July Potluck Breakfast and did not hesitate to give us all their leftover food. If it’s even possible, we left with too much food. Though we didn’t make it in time for the workout ( I now have a #traverbal I have to fill in Denver) my teammates and I were greeted with hugs, high fives, and an abundance of “fuck yeahs”. My teammates were confused at how a group of people I’d never actually met acted like instant family. I said, “I don’t know, that’s just NP.” The interaction made me feel at home and reminded me that family is family no matter where you are from or where you are going.

The second part of this story is the never ending state of Nebraska. We had just hit halfway and in an overwhelming series of events, I almost made the decision to call it quits and come home. I knew that I had made a commitment to my team and wasn’t actually going to quit, but I genuinely thought about it.

At this point, it finally hit me how much I rely on NP as my support system. Right about the same time was our third mail drop and in the pile of letters were two things for me. The first was a package of snacks and trash bags and the second was a card from the lovely goofballs in charge of this tribe. The outside of it said “ You’re Ok” and the inside of it could have said nothing at all and would have been enough to make me cry. I don’t know how they knew, but I needed that so badly and it was enough to give me the boost I needed.

The point of all this is that when I made the decision to #justshowup in January, I never imagined that this team would be the gift in my life that keeps giving. I can’t wait to be back and bouncing with you soon. In the meantime, hug everyone and thank them for being here. You are all a gift and you may be the reason why people get up in the morning.

Love always,

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