I recently ran my first 5K - the San Francisco Race for the Cure. I've been training hard to regain my pre-baby body and have run 5K a few times, so I casually asked my sister if she wanted to run it with me. She did and we did. I don't love running, but it was an inspiring and emotional morning.
After you register for this race, you can create a sign for your back "In Memory Of" or "In Celebration Of". I am blessed in that I can celebrate the health of both my mother and my sister - survivors of 26 and 6 years, respectively. Diagnosed the same month, 20 years apart. Spooky. And both of them are the picture of health - truly inspiring.
We raced - it was hard - we finished and there's a gathering area. Once everyone is done running/walking, the Survivors are celebrated. My sister walked into the area with her daughter - 2 years old. When my niece got antsy, I held her and then a singer sang Melissa Etherridge's song - Run for Life.
When I created my memoriam and when I held my niece, I was overcome with emotion. I am so blessed to have my mother and my sister - who deserve to be celebrated - but I run for her. I ran for my daughter and my niece. I ran so that they might never have to consider mastectomies and chemotherapy and ovarian suppression. I ran so that they might not have to wonder at every annual exam - is this the year. My family genetics give me an 80% lifetime probability of breast cancer. Maybe my daughter and niece didn't get those genes. But in case they did, I'll run for a cure.
What makes you run?