During my workout, I decided to focus on this blog. Specifically, finding some element that would link my posts for the upcoming months leading up to the race. The element or concept that I kept returning to was 'perspective.' It may be challenging as the months go-by, but I think it will prove beneficial. I believe it was Ms Wiseman (2nd grade teacher, but could be wrong, long time ago) said that if you cannot think about what to write, go to the very specific and then pull-back. This may actually work backwards, we shall see.
Breast cancer is 1 in 8. 1 in 8. 1 in 8. Always told that if you repeat something three times it has a high likelihood of being retained by the receiptient. Another teacher, but not Wiseman. The statistic leapt off the page. Pink ribbons, support groups, crazy ideas to do an Ironman... each of us come with a different perspective on this disease.
I will always try not to offend, but I must also speak my piece about the experience. Nothing falls into place on what is truly important until you are forced to consider mortality. In this instance, my wife hearing the word "cancer" was that moment.
As things fall by the wayside while you deal with the situation, you realize how unimportant certain things are in the big picture. I have quickly learned that I go thru life improperly overstimulated.
To wit, I fly periodically. I have frequent flyer miles. I do not fly enough (or fly dedicated to one airline) to get a free flight anytime soon. But, I get the mailers to cash in my expiring miles for magazines. I order the magazines. Our household now gets eight (8) magazines a month. And not the little fluff, though there are 1 or 2... but I am talking some heavies like "Atlantic" and "Smithsonian"... ones that take at least a week to read. Do the math, realize I have an insurmountable task here until the subscription ends (and I hopefully hadn't flown much). In which case I am left with a bunch of outdated scientific, meaty magazines to read. All of this of my own creation. I should have donated the miles to charity and went for a walk. Check with your carrier.
I am likely ADD (for those that know me), though it has never been proven and I am not on medication. So, if I digress I will be back around. I will always close a post with a quote. It will likely be musical in nature, probably something I listened to that day during the workout... or something that felt right, from my perspective.
"Cause I'll take any risk to tie back the hands of time, and stay with you here tonight"
Backstory
My wife was diagnosed with breast cancer in the fall of 2008. It was caught early. Aggressive bilateral mastectomy was the choice. My concern was the lack of a cohesive focus to find a cure. I wanted a definitive course, I wanted strong leadership, I wanted to know the solution. So, I did what any normally crazy supportive co-survivor would do... enlisted for an ironman. Donation link is http://www.kintera.org/faf/donorreg/donorpledge.asp?ievent=296523&supID=249789425
Sunday, May 10, 2009
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