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The Susan G. Komen Foundation Race for the Cure is an annual event that raises much needed funds for the fight against breast cancer. It is an impressive organization and Top Secret Nutrition is proud to support our local Miami-Ft. Lauderdale organization and their October 2016 event! Our small team ran and walked along side people from many other local companies and organizations. We felt inspired and grateful to be a part of the greater Miami community which came together to support a cause that touches so many of us. Thank you very much to our team, friends and family who generously contributed to our team fundraising.
In this article, I will share my personal experience in the race this year . . .
I ran 3.2 miles to raise money to find the cure for breast cancer. It is a race where the word “survivor” is ever present. So many women have battled this cancer and done so successfully! The pride of those who were there, and the commitment to join forces to end this scourge were overwhelming, inspirational. Those who were not physically there, those who had lost the battle, were there too, in everyone’s heart.
But now let me tell you my personal experience: “I survived a race in the honor of survivors.” Yes, it sounds like a tongue-twister, but you see, for me to run 3.2 miles is sort of a life and death experience. I am 62 years old, and although I go to the gym and play tennis twice per week, I just DO NOT run. I even hesitate to drive 3.2 miles.
So I prepared “for battle” the only way I knew how. I took one and half scoops of Cardio Igniter (half a scoop more than what I take to play tennis), stretched my quads for 15 seconds, my hamstrings for 10 seconds, bent down on my waist (failed to touch my toes), and Voila! I was ready to run.
I recruited my wife Jeanie, who had just returned from running a 30K trail run at four-thousand feet altitude through mud and gravel covered up and down trails, to run with me. She was going to run anyway and she was planning to finish the whole thing in her usual somewhat faster pace. I had other plans.
To my surprise she was only partially inspirational. As we ran she kept looking over at me with this really worried expression, and after the first mile she proposed that we walk for a while to bring down my heart rate. How did she know my heart rate was high? Well, to start with it would be a safe guess and besides, you could see my heart through my shirt trying to jump out of my body.
I answered “NO, I PLAN TO RUN THE WHOLE WAY!” Of course, I did not sound forceful enough to merit all caps, I was out of breath and I am sure I just hissed out my response.
After mile 2 she again proposed that we “walk for a bit.” “NO!” I answered.
I must have looked near death because with 400 yards to go and the finish line in sight she said: “Why don’t we walk for a little so you can finish strong.” She really meant to say: “why don’t we walk for a little, I don’t think you want to pass out in front of so many people,” but she did not want to sound too alarming.
I am proud to say that I ran all the way and never stopped to walk. Jeanie slowed me down and it took me 35 minutes to finish, but I finished. No matter how I struggled, it paled in comparison to what the people I was racing for had gone through. That was my inspiration.
A couple of final notes to finish the story. I had been working on a plan throughout the race. My plan was to turn on the afterburners with 20 yards to go, surprise Jeanie and for once in my life beat her in a race, but the connection between my brain and my legs was lost so she came in 2 yards ahead of me. A 7 year-old girl wearing a pink leotard and a tutu passed me at the end too. In conclusion, upon finishing the race the people handing out water at the finish line did not give me any. They looked at me and decided not to waste good water on a dead body. No, I did not stretch after the race, I did not have enough energy.
I would do it all again!