Every year my participation in Race for the Cure is a bit different. This year I did not sponsor a team. This is the first year in a long time that there was no Team Haralee.Com.
With no pressure for a Team, my husband I donned our pink clothes and took off for the Race. The numbers were down by half this year as the Komen Foundation still is feeling the backlash from last years’ debacle. Since the participation was low so were the vendors. We were able to just stroll into the survivor’s tent for pictures and goodies bags. Usually the line is almost prohibitive.
Since we were a team of 2, when the buzzer sounded for the race to start we merged into the pack. As we approached a Starbucks we stopped in for a cup of coffee and watched the race for a spell before rejoining.
Tutus were still a big costume addition for many participants. Wigs were plentiful as were wings. The bands and cheerleaders were outstanding this year! There were a few oddities too.
A plastic surgeon’s team, Dr. Hu, had a collection of custom black T-shirts that read: “Let me give your breast a lift”, “Want Boobs”, “Hu Knows Boobs”. Bad taste? I think so. It is all fun and games until some one looses a breast!
I feel the same about this years Race as every year. Hopeful that there are so many survivors and sad that there are so many who died. People wear on their shirts “In celebration of” and “In memory of” to those they want to honor. This year I honored the death of my good friend Pat and celebrated my friends Sandy and Maureen.
October is Breast Cancer Awareness month. Before you say you are tired of all the pink and breast cancer crap (I actually heard that!), remember breast cancer could happen to you or your mother, sister, daughter or friend. 1 in 8 women will get breast cancer in her lifetime. There is no cure for breast cancer, so don’t dismiss the pink!
Will you participate or have you participated in The Race for The Cure or another Cancer race? Who do you race for?