Standup for the Cure - Saturday was Amazing!
May 09, 2016
BENEFITING: STANDUP FOR THE CURE
EVENT DATE: May 07, 2016
I fell in love with standup paddle (SUP) over 5 years ago, watching people "walk on water" just past the breaks from where I'd swim, but did not try it for several years. The first time up with friends, I was hooked. Fast forward to now, having my own board (thanks love!) and gotten my sea legs comfortable in various harbors from Dana Point to Key West, I have begun looking for more and more opportunities to get out on the water to test my strength, stability, and endurance. Participating in a race was the obvious next step.
Why THIS race?
Breast cancer has had an significant impact on my entire life. Breast health and mothering have been central themes to motivating my own health choices. Boobies, tatas, milk jugs, titties, whatever you want to call them are representations of nurturing and femininity that I hold dear.
When I was a young girl, it was the norm to see my grandmother (Nini) hang up her one prosthetic breast at the end of the day. She had had a mastectomy and full course of treatment in her 40's for breast cancer. Later, in her mid 60's the cancer returned and she ultimately succumbed to the disease before I graduated high school. I still miss her very much.
In 2001, pregnant with my son, the news of my mother's diagnosis came. Thanks to advances in early detection and treatment, she required a lumpectomy and radiation with a positive prognosis. Yet, that underlying fear of cancer returning always exists. Last year those fears were realized with another positive screening, biopsy, lumpectomy... and anxiety for her daughters. What will our breast health future be? The BRCA gene screening was obtained, and while we are negative for the gene, the family history still exists.
Currently, my life partner's mother is in the throes of her own battle with breast cancer. A lumpectomy occurred last month, and this week she is beginning a course of chemotherapy. She lives far away from us, and it breaks my heart to see my partner struggle because she is going through this alone.
But she is not alone in spirit. My participation in this race, and the funds raised, are dedicated to these three strong, amazing, beautiful Mama's and their tata's. Donate if you can, share if you please. And on May 7th, Mother's Day weekend, send your prayers, mojo, and/or good race vibes as I hit the water with my paddle.