



The morning started blistery and cold and I wore my LLbean fleece to run the race. My friend, and training partner, picked me up at 7am and we made our way to the race. The place was abuzz with thousands of people, samples of Fuze drinks, breast cancer keychains, and a line so long for Whole Foods samples that we never got to try a thing. We even stood close to the station where they were running hot air balloons just to stay warm. At about 8am we clustered over to the start line. There were three categories: Serious Runners, Not So Serious Runners, and I May Never Run one of these again in my Life Runners. While I thought I should be in the last section, I decided I didn't want to start that far back. The race started at 8:30 and we weaved through a quaint and funky neighborhood getting two wonderful views of the city from across Monona Bay. There were runners of all shapes and sizes, male and female, tattooed and not, serious and not so serious. And of course, there were breast cancer survivor runners with special t-shirts. There was also a group of Girls on the Run. It's a wonderful program that encourages girls, especially low-income girls, to be runners. They all ran with green t-shirts and had adult guides.
My friend Mary and I made it to mile 1, in what seemed like record time for us. Then mile 2 came along right before a small hill, which we thought was going to be the death of us. Mile 3 was right where the 5k walk was about to start. It was there that we pushed on to finish the race and read all the signs made in memory or honor of women with breast cancer. My favorite part of the run was the energy and camaraderie of the crowd. My second favorite part was going to the water stations, getting my water, and then throwing the cup aimlessly into the air. Oh, how cool can you get! WE crossed the finish line together and our time was something like 36:10. we will get our official notification in the paper or by email. I, for one, was thrilled to not only have finished, but to not stop at all, and to make it much faster than the almost 45 minute practice runs that I had been doing.
Unfortunately, I missed my family at the end. They got there too late. I had told them it would take me 45 minutes. So, we reunited at home and took some reenactment photos in the parking lot. The other picture is of my shoes with the first timing chip that I have ever placed on them. I didn't even know how to do it, but some nice man put it on my shoe.
If you would like to donate, you still can. www.madisonraceforthecure.com














































