Running For Love…

…and not, the love of running. There is a major difference between the two.

I think it’s safe to say I have made it widely known on this little blog of mine that I am not a runner. I don’t like running and I’m not efficient at it. I have short little legs and wide hips, which means I get shin splints almost every time I take to the pavement. I still do it though. During the workouts, I will run all my stretches as best I can and, lately, I have managed some pretty long distances (for me, anyway) without having to take walking breaks.

On October 4, yet another instalment of the Run For The Cure will be held in Victoria. Unfortunately, I will be at work all day on that day. I did, however register as a participant and I have pledged to run the same 5km course as all the other participants, just two days later, on October 6, starting at 9am,  all by my lonesome self.

Will it be fun? Heeeeeeellllllllllllllll no! Do I really care about it being fun? Not one bit. You know why? Because having breast cancer sure as heck isn’t fun, yet millions of women are affected by the disease and it is about time we raise enough money to find a cure for this beast.

My mom has been through 2 rounds in the ring with this monster and she has come back wearing the winning belt both times. That woman has undergone 50 rounds of chemo and 20 rounds of radiotherapy since she was first diagnosed. She is not cured, but she is learning to live with the disease and it is now under control. She will, however, need to get chemotherapy for the rest of her life on a regular basis. You tell me if that sounds like fun?

Through it all, she has held her head high and has focused on the positive in her life, never complaining about the frequency or the side effects of the treatments she had to receive. I can tell you that, although we are separated by 5000km, I know for a fact it hasn’t always been easy for her (or my dad for that matter) and for our family, but Mamie has kept a strong front and it has made it a tiny bit easier for us to swallow that ugly pill.

Since the beginning of her disease, I always felt like doing something to show her just how much I admire her strength, courage and attitude in the face of adversity. Being so far away, it is hard to demonstrate my sentiments over the phone. That’s why, this year, I pledge to RUN THE 5KM course. I will try my best to run the full thing without walking breaks, I can promise you that. It will probably be close to my version of hell on earth, but yet again, so far from what cancer patients have to go through. I feel like this will be a testament of my love and support to my Mom!

I would love to see you on the sidewalks of the course, cheering me along or if you could spare $5, you could even donate to my fundraising page! It would be even better if you could do both! I know it’s on a Tuesday morning and people have to work, but seeing familiar faces showing their love and support will mean the world to me and will give me the extra push to finish strong.

So, click the link below to donate to my fundraising page before October 4 and I’ll see you, struggling and sweaty on the sidewalk of the course, mmkay? K!

Donate by clicking HERE!

Mamie and Rina, having a blast! Please donate so that I get to witness more happy moments like that. Thanks a bunch!

Mamie and Rina, having a blast! Please donate so that I get to witness more happy moments like that. Thanks a bunch!

2 thoughts on “Running For Love…

  1. Chère Val,
    Comme ton père et moi sommes fiers d’avoir une fille et un fils tels que toi et Étienne!!
    Malgré les distances, tu nous fais vivre, presque quotidiennement, de beaux moments par tes paroles et/ou des photos de toi, des filles et de Ben.

    C’est vrai que depuis 4 ans, cet intrus que l’on appelle “cancer” fait partie de nos vies puisqu’il nous oblige à un agenda régulier ne nous permettant pas autant de liberté pour se rendre notamment jusque chez toi. Mais, comme souvent je le dis, il faut focusser sur là où nous avons du pouvoir plutôt que de s’apitoyer inutilement sur ce que l’on ne peut contrôler!!

    Au quotidien, papa est un merveilleux soutien ainsi que toi, Étienne et vos familles. J’ai aussi la chance d’être continuellement supportée par la famille, les amis sans oublier les remarquables intervenants que nous côtoyons régulièrement!

    Je ne me trouve pas “exemplaire” dans ce cheminement car je rencontre régulièrement des personnes admirables atteintes du même mal et qui font preuve d’un courage édifiant elles aussi.

    Maintenant, lorsque je dis que je vis le moment présent je sais de quoi je parle alors qu’avant quand je le disais, je ne savais pas vraiment ce que cela voulait dire…..

    Cette épreuve, malgré ses mauvais côtés, m’a permis de “scruter” ma vie et de la réinventer au quotidien. J’ai appris à danser avec les vagues (comme le dit si bien Nicole Bordeleau, auteure et prof de yoga). J’ai appris à épurer ma vie et à faire avec plutôt que de mener des combats là où je n’ai aucun pouvoir!! Cela ne veut pas dire “abandonner” mais cela signifie garder ses énergies et les utiliser positivement!

    Il est vrai, qu’à travers cela, je tolère relativement bien la chimio et je compose assez bien avec les effets secondaires, ce qui n’est pas le cas de plusieurs. J’ai vécu beaucoup de deuils particulièrement mes cheveux. Ce qui m’a amené à composer avec le dilemme “être/paraître” et j’ai réalisé que j’avais une assez bonne capacité d’adaptation, probablement acquise tout au long de ma carrière et aussi, le support de Jean, mon psychologue. Cela est important de prendre les moyens nécessaires pour rebondir aux coups durs de la vie!!

    Si cela est inspirant pour toi et d’autres personnes, tant mieux. J’appelle cela laisser mes traces et j’espère juste que cela puisse servir à guider ceux que j’aime et particulièrement à mes enfants et petits-enfants que j’adore!!

    Merci pour ton implication à la cause et, malgré les distances, papa et moi serons là sur le parcours pour t’encourager et……scrute bien…..on t’offrira la bouteille d’eau qui te rafraîchira….Ah! Ah! dans l’imaginaire, cela va de soi!!
    Je t’aime, ma grande!!

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