We couldn’t have asked for a better day and I couldn’t have asked for a better team.
A couple dozen of us made our way through the crowd of thousands as Pink Fund Founder Molly MacDonald shot the pistol to start the 5k Run. Teams walking the 5k or the One Mile fell in step behind the runners.
For once, I took my sister Julie’s advice. I turned around at the One Mile Marker. I suppose a mile isn’t too shabby for a girl who had chemo twice this week and two Neupogen shots to boot. “Do the One Mile and you’ll still get the whole experience,” she told me last night after I got home from chemo.
I wasn’t convinced at first. I wanted to do the whole 5k. I’ve always done the whole 5k, even in 2006, after I had undergone a double mastectomy and Round 1 of chemo.
But when I hit the One Mile Marker, I knew. To keep going, well, that would have been foolish. There will be other years. My body needs all of the reserves it can muster.
Julie was right. I got to do the important part — be there in front of Comerica Park, surrounded by thousands of people on a mission to End It — alongside my friends and family. Shades of pink stretched as far as the eye could see under the bright blue canopy of a brilliant Spring morning.
As we made our way back to the parking deck, I heard a group rapping on one of the many stages. “Survivors. You are Survivors. Survivors. Never forget. You are Survivors.”
I let those words and that beat stay with me the rest of the day.
Special thanks to Team Captain Mollie Finch — who has organized Amy’s Walking Angels since my first diagnosis in 2006.
Copyright 2011, Amy Rauch Neilson