Walking for a Cure
I’m not much of an athlete, so I’m comforted by the fact that it’s called a breast cancer “walk” and not a breast cancer “run.” I can definitely walk (possibly jog) a 5k. Running? Not so much. Maybe one day.
It’s supposed to be a gorgeous day here tomorrow — sunny with highs in the 70s — so spirits should be high as we gather bright and early to begin our journey.
I have no personal reason for participating in the event. None of my friends or immediate family have battled breast cancer, but I know so many women are affected by this every year. I’ve heard the stories and been moved by the strength of those who have struggled to survive. It’s nice to know that in some small way, I’m contributing to something that is working diligently to find a cure and eliminate the pain that so many have already endured.
I know how hard it is to wake up early on a Saturday morning, but I also know how good it will feel to lace up my tennis shoes and join other local women on our Walk for a Cure.