Race for Life

Yesterday afternoon, finally I went with a bunch of other girls from work to do the 'Race for Life'. When I had first made the decision to participate in this year's event, I had somewhat decided to actually do a run but as things turned out I walked. Last year after our encounter with cancer, Trudy at work who regularly does the 'Race for Life' suggested I do it the following year and I had eagerly agreed that it was definitely something I should do.

I’d trained up for it a few months before but with the break in-between when we went out to Australia, the gym routine had gone a little haywire so when it came to it yesterday I was convinced I could probably run for about 3km but no more and so in the end resigned to just walking.

Mellissa and I walked together while the others from our party trailed a little behind.

The sun was beaming and it was an absolutely fantastic day. The warm-up before the race was fun and actually got us all into the swing of things. Boyfriends, fathers brothers were here to support the women along and the Marshalls who were helping out were doing a fantastic job.

While we walked we talked about the usually ramblings, boyfriends, marriage, family and friends and finally regrets. Neither of us had any but agreed we could have done things a little bit differently….but definitely no regrets!! Whatever life threw at us since we left school had moulded us into the kind of women we were now.

As we walked reading the backs of the t-shirts of all the other girls that were running, jogging or walking past, made it rather emotional, as the reality of cancer hitting so many people became a lot more real. Some had battled and survived and some had sadly demised… but all in all, we were all there for a united cause; to give each and every person affected by cancer a better chance of survival.

As we approached the finishing line, we had previously said we would dread this moment as it would almost feel like all eyes were on us…but really they were not, the pair of us were just so conscious…but we got to the end and at 52 minutes and 16 seconds, both of us felt like we hadn’t done badly! Proudly the pair of us collected our medals and a goodie bag each and headed for an ice cream; we definitely deserved it :p

I really feel like I have made a difference especially to the person I had done this race for…I love you -:)

Aisha