Stepping out the door into 34 degree temperature was a bit of a shock to the system. A light frost on the ground, a bit heavier one on the escape's windshield, and a bright sunrise greeted me. I didn't sleep well the night before...up too late and the "Spitfire" was up from Buena Vista. The poor thing was restless with a nasty cold...though I sort of envied her for being able to stay in bed all warm and toasty. But I am RUNNER..and run I must..cold be damned!
The Breast Cancer 5k is probably the biggest race in Harrisonburg or Rockingham county with around 700 people and pets attending. Runners, walkers,charity activists and cancer survivors all gathered together in the fight against a deadly foe. I lost a beloved aunt just short of 2 years ago to lung cancer. I think just about everyone knows someone who has lost their battle with cancer. We have to praise and honor the survivors and wish them continued health. We take being able to put one step in front of the other for granted sometimes. The ability to take in a full breath of air...simple things that others struggle to obtain. We must always remember, aide and pray for those struggling with this foul disease!
Even though we're here to support a good cause, it is also again to catch up on what's happening with some good friends. I always look forward to seeing these people...friends I cherish (even if they don't know it.)
Here are some names that will pop up quite often in future blogs....Andi, Anieta Rich, Joe, Susan,Sharon George, Mark, Mike, Bill , Neil.and of course Butch! I love their stories and companionship..these are GOOD people!
At 9:30 we're set loose. Everyone with their goals and agendas. The speed demons waging battle with each other, the mid packers battling themselves for time and personal glory, and the casual joggers out for health and socialization...all individuals; each with their own story,all gathered as one moving community.
The air is warming under a bright sun. There's little breeze. Maybe birds are singing..I can't hear them over the sound of hundreds of footsteps. Up the first hill..shake off the rust, search for a comfortable rhythm. I try to take assessment of my body..can I push it today? The first mile comes easily and I've settled in. Downhill and back up is the way today. "Rolling" hills are our obstacles. The second mile comes and I'm paying a toll for being under trained, sleepy and OLD! A short walk break is a must..just to get a little more air then back again on my toes and push it in. Well the push lasts for a couple blocks before I succumb to oxygen debt again One more "quick" break and it's homeward bound. A few more hills a couple of turns and I see the finish line! Something feels strange....Hey I'm actually sprinting it in!! My legs are churning, arms pumping, and my lungs are burning...I'm flying! Probably looked funny to everyone else...so be it! I hope I gave them a good laugh! I'm done and I'm DONE! 10 seconds faster than last week..I'm happy!
After gathering our wits and seeing how everyone did...a few hundred gather for the award ceremony. Sadly because of slow calculations only maybe a third of the "placers" are on hand to accept their awards. A few of the GANG win or place in their age groups...congratulations Susan and Butch and anyone I forgot.
And CONGRATULATIONS Cancer survivors! You are the Heros and role models for those struggling with the disease. I take my hat off to you. You are heros to me!
So remember friends to support our Heros and fight the monster called Cancer!
Shuffle on friends!