Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Race for the Cure 2010

A year ago, I watched this race, cheering at the corner as Kristen and Allen sprinted the last 0.2 miles to the finish. I felt the tears well up at all the "I run in celebration of" and, especially, the "I run in memory of" signs that showed their pink faces everywhere.

On my birthday, in May, I decided I would train for this race. Even though I'd never, ever, run a road race before. Probably hadn't run 5 kilometers in a row since college.


Along the way, I began training for a half marathon. Almost immediately, the setbacks began. I ended up at a sports medicine clinic two or three times a week, working on the plantar fascitis that plagued my foot. Pain and discouragement loomed. But after weeks of inconvenient appointment, running feels better than ever. 

(Not funner than ever, mind you. Just better.)



Sometimes you just need to keep going because you have a goal that's bigger than your own self, because you've told people you're doing it, and because you're celebrating someone who survived more than an inflamed foot. 


This year, my sister met ME at the corner, and cheered me in to the finish line. 

It's just one of those things that sisters do. 

And maybe one day, these daughters of mine, if they live in a world where we still need to race for a cure for breast cancer, will do the same for one another. All the way to the finish line.  


6 comments:

Raji P. said...

Way to go!! congratulations for aiming high and working hard to achieve your goal!

Naomi said...

Seriously sniffing. <3 <3

cjoy said...

Love love love it....way to go Hannah!!!

Stephanie said...

AWESOME! Congratulations! I'll be looking for you and cheering you on in February.

Julie said...

WOW! Congratulations! I so admire you for doing that!

Julie said...

and I so admire all the survivors!!