Just, what is 'it'?

In just a few weeks, May 25th to be exact, I'm taking part in a 50 mile race, or 80km for us north of the border. I'm running the race, alongside my great friend Corina, and our times will be combined, and used in a teamed race (at least thats how I understand it). 

Today, was the day I got back into my long runs. Aiming for 40+km/25 miles, I knew I couldn't let myself return without setting the new personal best.

I've run 52km's at one time before, but I had a team with me, following in an RV. Today, the sun shining, temperatures rising, my two feet and a heartbeat - I was ready for my first attempt at an unassisted 40+. I left the house with an energy gel pack, sport beans, and 3 litres of liquid. 

I ran out of the food after just 30km - the sun was roasting me, the legs were getting weak. I pulled up to the 'Forest' sign, a mere 4km's to go before pulling up to the house, my destination. At that point, sucking back my drink, the tube ran dry.

I made it! 43km's of running unassisted, and I'm still in one piece. It wasn't long after the finish that I brought up what was left of the liquid in my body. As I had thought earlier in my run, the sun had got the best of me. Down by not out!

Amy had the ice bath ready for me, and I jumped in with a smile... errr something like that. "Breath Troy, Breath". 14 minutes later, I was out, eating some grub, and sipping back some water. Now... I'm here,

Time to get cleaned up and head to work - Happy days!!!!! 

RUN!

email troy@troysrun.com OR troysrunfoundation@gmail.com.

Position’s Available

Troy’s Run Foundation Benefiting Brain Injury Awareness is looking to grow. This registered charity is currently looking for volunteers across Canada, to help plan events, share news, host fundraisers, and more. If you, or anyone you know is interested in donating just a few hours a month to this great cause, please email troysrunfoundation@gmail.com or call Troy Adams directly, 226.377.4565

The answer is, only for donations made after December 14th, 2012.

We're really sorry we can't give out receipts for donations prior to December 14th, 2012 - but the truth of the matter is, if we decided to receipt those who donated prior to this date, we would be doing so in bad faith, and illegally.

As per CRA (Canada Revenue Agency), our Charitable status would be revoked if we were found to be doing such an action. As stated on our website, we will grant receipts when/if we get charitable status. Thus, any donations of $20 or greater from here on out, WILL be awarded a charitable receipt. It was a very tough year behind the scenes because of the slow drag we encountered with Government officials, on more than one occasion, we were forced to cal the CRA directly and push for answers, while they told us "it takes time to process". When they finally got the documents in order, we were asked to change something on our forms, send them back, and go through the slow drawn out process again. Thankfully, all of this is now behind us. 

Let's continue to spread Brain Injury awareness through Hope, Prevention and Education across our beautiful country. From home to home, school to school, community to community - the change is happening. 

You're all so incredible for helping get us to this point, and now, you're apart of the TEAM. We move forward, stronger then ever. We are creating HOPE for tomorrow, through actions taken today.

Anyone interested in joining our Board of Director's please email troy@troysrun.com.

And one more... you'll love this one!

On Thursday, February 7th, I was keynote speaker at the BIAWE conference in Windsor. This was an event which allowed me to express to the many in attendance, what a partnership with Troy's Run Foundation - can and will lead to. Many organizations in attendance came up to me after speaking, and discussed how we could join forces moving forward. Troy's Run continues to grow, our TEAM continues to become stronger, and together, we are creating HOPE for tomorrow through our actions taken today.

Now... prepare yourself, the excitement can't wait any longer... I love you all!

So what's the difference between a Not-For-Profit and a Charity? - Click the link for a detailed explaination. Charity vs NPO

We need to get down to business and hammer out some paperwork. Thanks for reading today, and please - donate today!

It was September 2005 when I welcomed this special someone into my life. He was brought in, to help in a 'stress relieving' way. At least that's what the Doctor's were leading me to believe. At first, we had our battles, in fact, I don't know if those battles ever ended. He was a scrappy kid, and grew into a rough and tough adult. Underneath it all, was one heck of an amazing soul.

No matter what mood you were in, no matter what kind of day you were having... he could always bring a smile to your face, swinging at your feet - 9 of the 10 times you walked by. Walking down and up the stairs became a thrill for most - especially him. He'd pop out of no where and try the sneak attack from the banister. 

Fall asleep on the couch? Not happening, that was his seat - you share. 

As for the brothers and sister, Mom and Dad - it took a while to warm up to this new addition to the Adams' household. They thought he was cute, most times denying their love for him - but again, the smiles he could bring to anyone's face - was undeniable.

My Dad and older brothers did a great job of hiding their love for him - but if you ever found them in an empty room with him, they'd be enjoying almost every minute of it.

He became a brother rather quickly in our household.

My younger brothers seemed to fall in love with him quickly. He would have a few fights with Tom, but usually came out on top. 

Mom and Theresa have always been the loving type - so they easily warmed up to him. One time, I came home from work, to a telephone call - explaining how he had just tried fighting my 1 year old nephew. He spent a good week in the penalty box for that one. The fighting with the nephew, and now niece - never really stopped, but it changed from attacking, to playing(at least thats what I believe).

As for the other friend we already had in our home - she had a love hate relationship from the get-go. Tyson(yup that's her name) would sleep on the mat, near snoring, and he'd walk up beside her, smack her, bite her ear, circling her enough times to make the poor dog lay from diziness. At the end of each day, they lay side by side - best friends, as if discussing telepathically, how tough their days were. 

I don't think any of us will forget the endless nights we shared with the warmth of him on our chest, or curled up around our ankles and feet.

Dad may now have to use an alarm clock, as for the past few years - our buddy has made sure he was up on time for the early shift. Just don't forget to fill his bowl before you leave his room (the closet), he never forgets, or lets you forget.

His popularity was so high around the farm and to friends, that it was even considered we get him a reality show. He always had endless stories to share, and never let you leave the house without showing you his 'crib'. Dang, it was prime... he had it well.

As for his friends, aside from Tyson - there weren't many of his kind. He'd do his best to try and mingle when he'd visit them in the barn, but he'd always come up with some sort of scrape on his nose. The fight in that boy never changed - he was bigger than the world.  

The things you can learn from someone else, is incredible. The stuff you can learn from an animal - even better. 

My best friend, alter ego, and sidekick, died late last night (January 24/13). He was in lots of pain, but never gave in, he was fighting til the end.

I can't begin to imagine my life without him around, and like it or not - I am a changed man due in large part because of him. Some may think it's silly - but open your eyes, life is a tough gig. You need someone to lean on and listen, he was always there for me. Aside from my parents and siblings, he's been the one constant support link in my life. He knows me inside and out, and has every secret ever known to me, locked up in his heart.

He was apart of our family. A special tie to each one of my brothers, my sister, Mom, Dad, my neice and nephew, Tyson, and everyone in our extended family.

The memories are sketched in our hearts forever, his paw print stamped on our hearts. 

I lost my best friend... my family lost a best friend... our pet... Tyson's sidekick.

The furry type, who only would take a drink from a martini glass (full of water of course).

It's time to pass him off to Jess, 

RIP

* Beckham David Adams * 2004 - 2013