Thursday, January 03, 2013
In June of 1994, I celebrated one of the happiest days of my life, by becoming a Mom. November of the same year, I experienced one of the saddest days, by losing my best friend to cancer - she was just shy of her 27th birthday. Fast forwarding several years to a time when my children were 8 and 11, I found myself sitting in a doctors office for an appointment for my husband. I listened quite closely, as they recommended we go home and put our affairs in order - just moments after being told that my husband had stage 4 cancer.
Over the years, I have spent many hours sitting, watching, waiting, crying, sobbing, praying, all the while feeling totally powerless against this horrible disease. Well, I am NOT powerless - once again I have made the decision to walk 60km (37.28 miles) through the neighbourhoods of Toronto, over a 2 day period, to help raise much needed research funds. It's going to be a challenge, but I'm ready to do something bold and powerful in effort to end cancer as well as assist in my journey to a better me.
My commitment is based on my love for those around me. It's based on the realization that we each need to do our part in this fight. I can walk and I can raise money. I can and choose to be a part of this movement.
After 12 months of gruelling chemo therapy (284 injections of a liquid lifesaver), along with a very slim chance of survival, my husband BEAT cancer!!!!! He has now been cancer free for over 7 years. There is no way this could have been accomplished without the money raised over the years, by functions such as this walk and the people involved. The millions raised have gone into research that helped provide him with the best healthcare possible - to save his life! This past November, 18 years after my first experience with cancer hurting someone I love, I sat WITH my husband, watching our daughter graduate from high school. With progess towards a cure, my husband will also be able to watch our youngest graduate in two years, as well as one day, walk our daughter down the aisle. Realities that were, at one point in our lives, very close to slipping away. This also brings the hope that one day my children - who are now linked to this disease genetically - will NEVER have to experience it they way their father had to.
I am SO excited about making the commitment to do this. I have done this walk 2 times in the past. The first, with absolutely no physical training, and very much in the obesity range. I did the walk 2 weeks after my husband had is tumour removed and I made it 26 kms (16.16 miles). The second time (still very obese), I had a goal to make it a minimum 27 kms (16.78 miles) and to at least walk in the last km (.62 mile). I accomplished a whopping 52kms (32.31 miles) with a little training. With tears of joy streaming down my face, I pulled my husband and my kids from the crowd and had them walk across the finish line with me, with one child in each hand.
This year, with my focus in a very positive state - I WILL WALK ALL 60KMS (32.38 miles)!!!!
I have 9 months to train and I have no doubt that I can do this!
Did I mention I was excited???
Remember to enjoy now!