Did you know that walking for at least three hours per week reduces my risk of a breast cancer recurrence by more than 50 percent?
Did you know that taking chemo, which made me lose all of my hair, made me sick for months, still makes me tired, has given me what appears to be permanent nerve damage in my feet, and was painful as hell, reduced my risk of recurrence by 7 percent?
Guess what I try to do for at least three hours a week?
And did you know that if you are walking for at least three hours a week, you are pretty much training for a half-marathon? (Ok, sure, it gets to be more like eight or 10 hours a week there at the end, but that’s just the last eight weeks or so.)
So, why not sign up?
Mini 2008, here I come!
This time, I’m finishing without hitching a ride on a bus.
If you are going to sign up, do it now. I signed up with a time of 3:30, which is probably faster than I will finish, but I’m hoping for a good corral position.
Last year, I think registration closed in the third week of November. Get your butt moving and sign up! Do it now!!
I’m walking, though, not running, despite the song lyrics. I just like that song. It was written by Melissa (I feel I know her well enough to be on a first name basis) for the Ford Race for the Cure. Melissa, of course, is a breast cancer survivor. The song makes me cry when I hear it. Actually, the more time that passes, the more it makes me cry. It’s something about the line of the scars still there in the mirror. Reminds me I’ll have them forever.
Maybe so, but I can do a Mini, dammit.
Join me! Do it now! Do it. Just don’t even think about it. Do it.