It all started in the fall of 2008 at Toronto City Hall. It ended this month in a quiet location some 150 km north at Simcoe County’s Copeland Forest. Was it for the 14 medals, walking 70 km for a cause I am passionate about? Or perhaps being in the company of some of the world’s greatest athletes, for a few hours at least? I have enjoyed the support from friends, participating with runners of all ages and nationalities. It was that powerful feeling I was part of something greater than myself. The Scotiabank Toronto Waterfront Marathon was for me like Christmas, something to look forward to.
I was never a runner. Growing up, I got used to finishing dead last in any race; except, back in grade two a second place finish in the 50 metres dash, carrying an egg on a spoon. Kids used to call me “hoppy”, amused at the way I ran. I was among the lucky ones who had survived the polio epidemic of 1951. It left its mark on a four year old kid who with the help of March of Dimes had to learn to walk again with brace and crutches. Years later, along with 50,000 other Canadians, I faced the challenge of Post Polio Syndrome (PPS).
So when a friend invited me to register for the 2008 Scotiabank Toronto Waterfront Marathon, I was hesitant. What peaked my interest was the option to walk 5km and at the same time raise funds for a Canadian charity we were operating in Kenya. So I did not have to compete with those brilliant runners from Kenya’s Rift Valley? Such a relief. I could create my own PB “personal best”, and still make a contribution to orphaned youth who because of life circumstance could not pay school fees to attend school. Now I was interested. A dozen of us registered as Team CES Canada. One ran the marathon, two the half, seven ran 5 km while my wife Linda and I walked that distance.
September 24, 2008 - 5am wake-up call - 6:30 arrival at Nathan Phillips Square Toronto - 8:00 the start for 15,000, hoping to eventually cross the finish line to earn that coveted medal. With loud music pumping, hoping to experience the ‘runner’s high’, we were swept up in the moment. A human stream of athletes, each wearing an electronic bib jostled for position as we took off heading south towards the lake. I felt like royalty as we passed drummers and acrobat teams, with water station attendants, singers, and dancers urging us on. I shall never forget walking up Bay Street, with Old Toronto City Hall in sight. 500m…300m…now at Queen Street with 100m to go. The announcer called my name - “Michael from Barrie Ontario.” Hundreds were cheering, the place was packed. What a reception! A sudden adrenaline rush carried me across the finish line in 0:51:01. What a moment –– a medal, fresh bagel, bottle of water and a banana was my reward.
Since then STWM has become a part of my life. In 2011 CES Canada established the Canada Day Run (CDR) in western Kenya. Sharing our story with the Canada Running Series, we were permitted to collect “gently used - greatly loved” athletic shoes at Harry’s Spring 5Km Run Off at High Park. That was followed by the Running Room Toronto Yonge Street 10km Race and of course the big one - the now world class Toronto Marathon. 5,000 shoes shipped overseas became prizes at the CDR in Kakamega Kenya. Students who ran barefoot in the 5km run, went home with the first pair of shoes they had ever owned. Thanks to all who donated their runners –– you have no idea of the joy you have brought to students we support in Kenya.
For a number of years CES invited Kenyan athletes to a victory party after the STWM. We mobilized others in the Kenyan community to join us, including the office of the Kenya High Commission in Ottawa. They all showed up for a barbecue to experience Canadian hospitality and a chance to relax with friends.
In 2008 I first met Gilbert Kiptoo. It was at the STWM where he had just run a cool 2 hrs 12 minute race. The CES team were standing at the finish line waving the Kenyan flag, encouraging Kenya’s finest runners as they crossed the finish line. That year there were six Kenyans in the top ten! Despite the huge crowd, we somehow connected, greeting him with a “karibu sana…habari yako?” Since then we have become good friends. As CES Sports Ambassador, Gilbert has mentored and trained some of our students in Kenya. He helped to organize the 2013 Kenya Peace Run, a tri-marathon 140 Km run from Kericho to Kakamega. This was a first ever world athletic event with 26 elite male and female athletes running for peace.
Growing up in Kisii, western Kenya, Thomas Omwenga began to win major races from 1,500m to 10,000m. In 2010 he won the BMO Vancouver Marathon. It was the following year in Toronto that Gilbert introduced me to Thomas. I learned about his family back home and I promised to visit them. His daughter Mercy Nyakundi was suffering from spina bifida and was unable to get proper treatment at hospitals in Kenya. Meeting Mercy for the first time was a moment of truth. The richness of her smile, and the way she was able to cope with a debilitating challenge created such a tug in my heart. Surely we could do something for Mercy. A fundraising campaign, medical consultations between specialists in Canada and Kenya, and a promise from the Shriners Hospital in Montreal finally brought Mercy to Canada. Now living in Dundas Ontario, Thomas’ entire family has been reunited. Mercy is doing well, currently studying in Grade 11.
For me the journey with Canada Running Series and the STWM has been more than a series of events, and much more than striving to finish a race. The option to raise funds for our charity in Kenya has over the past 14 years created 1,000 secondary school scholarships for needy, bright Kenyan youth. That in itself has created hundreds of friendships as Canadians have come together in a spirit of friendship and common purpose. The privilege of being part of something greater –– joining nearly 200 charities doing exceptional work in Canada and beyond, is something I will cherish.
For me personally, each of the estimated 87,500 steps I took was a challenge. In 2014 the CRS allowed Nordic Poles and I took full advantage of that for balance and mobility. I was disappointed the following year when my time was over the hour mark at 1:05:34. It was getting tougher. Recovery time was longer.
Then in 2020, Covid-19 hit us all hard; it was the CRS once again responding to a new challenge. What a brilliant concept –– a virtual run, demanding both accuracy and verification of location, distance and timing. The decision to create a race that worked for everyone, by providing options to participate throughout an entire month, was perfect.
And so my story ends in Copeland Forest, where there are hundreds of kilometres of trails to choose from. It’s a sunny day in late October 2021, with maple, larch and oak leaves falling. A few struggle in the soft breeze, determined to hang on just a little longer. Linda and I kick the leaves, watching for hidden roots that could easily cause a tumble. Nordic poles for support, we’re on an uneven path leading deep into the woods, past a small lake, over several streams. Colours and sounds delight us. We’ve walked this path many times –– but today it’s for the “Orphan Kids of Kakamega.”
I keep thinking, “is this the end of the line?” Medical advice tells me it’s “time to hang up your skates.” My mind assures me that Post Polio Syndrome is for real and I must guard against extreme fatigue. My heart says something else. It’s the runner’s creed, “so be it, until victory is mine and nothing remains…but peace.” I am at peace; and just maybe, in my next life I shall return as a marathon runner.
Life changes –– memories remain. Gone are the days we walked and ran with thousands more along the Lakeshore Blvd and the Gardiner Expressway. The cheering crowds, thousands of volunteers, the flags and banners waving are no longer. Watching those gifted athletes battling against the two hour dream threshold, unforgettable. Yet, the stories and miracles that have emerged in both Kenya and Canada carry on. The superb work and leadership of Alan Brookes, Anh Vuong-Phillpotts and the entire CRS Team describe how a dream can grow and become “something of great worth.”
But what it all comes down to in the end is most aptly understood by the African proverb: “If you want to run fast, run alone –– if you want to run far, run together.” And yes, we have done it together!
October 31, 2021
Michael Frederiksen
CES Canada
STWM Charity Challenge (2008-21)












