This Domestic Putterer is going to be walking a bit stiffly for the next day or so.
But it's worth it.
I spend Saturday morning walking the 5-kilometer Komen Northeast Ohio Race for the Cure in downtown Cleveland.
The weather was perfect. There were just enough clouds to keep the sun from getting to strong, the weather was mild and there was a slight breeze.
For someone who is on more of a second-shift schedule, having to get up before 7 a.m. is not a fun thing. But some things are more important than sleep.
And your sister. And our moms, our aunts, our grandmas, our cousins, our friends, our colleagues.
I was one of about 20,000 people walking. There were large corporate teams, families with young kids, and divine sisterhoods decked out in pink. I walked alone, but I was part of the bigger team there, doing my bit to help fight breast cancer.
There were a lot of pink survivor t-shirts. That means, hopefully, a lot more people are surviving. But it also means a lot of people are being affected by the disease.
One thing I'm incredibly grateful for is that I put the names of my sister Deb, my aunt Maureen, and my dear friend Terry on the "In Celebration Of" tag, instead of the "In Memory Of" one. I wore the tag on my shirt, close to my heart, for the walk.
There are many other women whose victories I celebrate: Danielle, Wendy, Regina. And it is so they stay victorious that we walk and run. It is groups like Komen for the Cure and dedicated health care professionals like those that helped my sister in her fight four years ago that make such a difference.
There is more we can do. We can protect ourselves with proper health care and education. We can prod each other to get those mammograms.
And there's still time to give.
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