We've been talking a lot about political races lately, but in this case -- I'm talking about the Race for the Cure!
Laural asked me to join her this year, and help with the emcee duties at the Waterfront Park starting line. I ended up taking my wireless microphone into the middle of the huge crowd - and having a wonderful morning.
If you have never attended this event, I would highly recommend it next year. This was my first time, and I can't tell you how emotional - and powerful the experience was.
It was great fun, spending time with so many of the teams - and interviewing racers and walkers, as they headed onto the course. We laughed, we cried, we hugged, we took pictures, and ultimately - we shared the essence of what this event is all about.
Many of the estimated 45,000 people are breast cancer suvivors. But everyone there - is walking or running for someone close to them. The sea of pink, gives you an idea of how many people have been impacted by breast cancer.
Many of them have pictures of their loved ones, pinned to their shirts. In fact, for one racer named Anne, pinning that picture onto the shirts of her best friend's children -- proved to be too much. Julie died in November of last year, and the pain for Anne is still overwhelming. I didn't realize any of this, as Anne approached me. I only knew she was having a hard time - and needed a hug. She walked right into my open arms - and cried for several minutes. It was a very powerful moment, that put the entire event into perspective for me.
It truly was - the best kind of party. There were tears, and cheers -- on a day to be thankful for the joy of friends and family. For those we've lost -- and those brave people who have beaten this disease, or are in the middle of the fight.