Of course you can’t outrun cancer. But running while you’re attempting to kick the crap out of cancer is an interesting challenge. I’ve decided to sign up for the Pittsburgh Marathon’s 5k. This race takes place at the beginning of May. My treatments end in the middle of April. So, I have to train now. While getting chemo.
I’m exhausted, just thinking about it. This might be a bad idea.
But it’s not. Because physical activity, while it feels like the last thing in the world one wants to do, is actually good for cancer patients. Many simply don’t feel up to it. I don’t feel up to it. But I’m going to do it anyway.
Running is hard for me. Even in optimal health. I am a woman of some stature and, let’s just say it, boobs. When I run, it’s not pretty. I kind of trudge along. There is a lot of jiggling. You could probably beat me in a race on a pogo stick. Or walking fast. But whatever. I run.
Yesterday I ran/walked (mostly walked) one mile. It was hard. I was tired. My body protested. And I’m in the best part of my chemo cycle right now. I am feeling anxious, imagining three days post chemo, shaky and nauseous, climbing onto that treadmill. But you know what? I’m going to do it.
Want to help me? One of the ways I can employ my aversion to public shame as a motivation tool is to invite you to support my effort by making a contribution. I’m raising funds for the very excellent Light of Life Rescue Mission as I kick cancer, fear and doubt in the backside. Would you encourage me by making a donation?
The more money I raise, the more determined I’ll be to cross that finish line even if I have to crawl. Thanks for your support.