Dallas Komen Race for the Cure was Saturday, October 16th. Leigh Ann, Joy, & I, as well as what seemed like a trillion other people, participated in the 5K event. There were so many participants that we couldn't walk very fast if we'd wanted to. It seemed like we were just taking a leisurely stroll through some pretty neighborhoods. We finished the 5K in 1:32.12, however we technically didn't even cross the start line of the Race until it had been officially going on for at least 20 minutes. ;)
the sea of people
As we were walking the 3.1 miles of the 5K I was thinking to myself what an incredible event this was. Komen and Race for the Cure is an awesome organization that is helping to find a cure for breast cancer and for that I am above and beyond grateful. But I was also thinking about how it was incredible that I was participating in my 2nd 5K in 3 weeks. I thought about the ease in which I was able to walk the 5K. Yes, I was hot and sweaty but I was in no great pain. I thought back to 3 1/2 month ago, pre-surgery, where walking from the parking garage at work to my desk had me winded and sweaty. What an incredible difference weight loss makes. When you are at your highest weight and have completely given up, everything seems impossible; kind of like you are drowning. But now...now I sort of feel invincible. Like I have been given my life back. It's weird to stop and think about. My weight has kept me a prisoner my entire life, and now I feel like the chains are gone. It's a fabulous feeling.
crossing the finish line
I can't wait to see what else this wonderful weight loss journey will hold!