I was going to write a 5 mile pass race report yesterday, but then read this, and my race suddenly seemed so stupid. I decided to close my computer and spend the afternoon with my wife and kids instead. I barely know Fatty, outside of a few brief interactions, and I've never even met Susan, but this news still felt like a kick to the groin. I can't imagine how this must be for dad and kids. I just wish there was something I or anyone could do. Our thoughts and prayers are with you and yours, Susan.
Maybe I'll get to my stupid race report tomorrow.