The day before a big race is one of my favorite days of race weekend. First, I get to sleep in. Today we actually slept until 10. As my friend said, I can’t remember the last time I slept that late. Next we got out and ran 2.5 miles to losen our legs. We are staying right by the St. Johns River and walked along the river after our run.
Along our walk we met two women who are running the full marathon tomorrow. We shared stories of the course and learned they are also triathletes. One woman has a history of breast cancer in her family. Meeting other runners and learning why they chose this race has been a great experience. So many are survivors, people touched by breast cancer, or here with friends that are survivors.
Running (and triathlon) can be a selfish sport. We train for hours a week, arrange vacations around races, go to sleep early and get up in the wee hours. Not to mention the odd food items we store in our pantry. When we are able to give back, encourage others and share experiences – we break down the selfish side of the sport and reach out.