Hi! Welcome to my world. I am a 46 year-old mom of three ranging from 5 to 20. So basically, I’ve got a whining hyperactive pre-schooler, a whining teenager with the dumbest parents ever, and a college student who’s bleeding me dry, but hey, he doesn’t whine at all! But I love them dearly, and I pity the poor soul whose home is a neat and silent refuge. Okay, sometimes I’m really jealous of those people, but it’s always temporary, nothing a glass of wine and a good meal with grownups can’t solve.
I am a lab tech, a chiropractor and sometimes a teacher. So am I accomplished or confused? A little of both, I suppose. I am a Piscean dreamer with one eye always open to the wondrous possibilities of life. I refuse to be pigeonholed into one category because I’m secretly afraid that a door would shut somewhere and I would be trapped, my dreams placed forever out of reach. So I keep a hand in many interests, an eternal student, and this drives my poor practical husband insane.
My latest interest is running, which I took up about 3 years ago in an effort to lose weight and get in better shape. I lost about 35 pounds in the process and ran a few 5k’s those first 2 years. I am on a continual quest to challenge myself, so I thought “Who needs to do a 10k? We’ll just go right on to the half marathon. How hard could it be?” So, last year, I set my sites on a lovely November race in sunny St. Petersburg, Fl. Now, I live near Asheville, NC, so why race in Fl? It’s FLAT, my friend. I may like a good challenge, but I’m not stupid. 13 flat miles beats 13 miles up and down mountains any day! I trained for about 4 months, and I did it. It was a proud moment. I didn’t finish with blazing speed or earn a spot on the medals podium, but I beat my training pace by more than 30 seconds per mile and I was thrilled.
This year, the big plan was to start training for the Disney marathon. Disney is one of my favorite places on earth. It just makes my heart happy and carefree like a kid. There was only one glitch. I was diagnosed with breast cancer on March 20, 2013. Needless to say, my marathon plans are on hold for now. I am still in shock but learning how to deal with this a little better every day. I am even still running, just shorter distances with more rest days in between.
My goal in writing this blog is twofold. First, I must admit that it is somewhat selfish. Writing is very cathartic. By getting my feelings out on the page, I save my family from talking so much about the minutiae of every cancer study I pore over every day. But I’m also really hoping to help someone out there in a similar situation. It is a lonely thing, at least in my neck of the woods, to be premenopausal with breast cancer. I am like 50 years younger than anyone else in the oncologist’s office. So I’ll give you all the ups and downs and gory details of this, my longest and toughest race yet.