i’m here for the boobies

5k, I went outside, inspirations, Race for the Cure, salt lake city, Susan G. Komen, The Gateway, What I'm...

 Saturday was the Race for the Cure.  High clouds covered the sun and made the temperature absolutely perfect for an easy 3 mile run.  Coming into downtown for this event is always overwhelming for me.  I love when so many people are gathered together for one purpose.  

They played music over the loud speaker and  I waited in the crowd with 20,000 other people for the run to start.  Cheer squads from 6 local high schools were cheering at the starting line and then throughout the course at the mile markers, the top of the 2 inclines, and at the finish line.  

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This experience was so much different for me than the first time I did it.  Most of my trouble last time was wrapped around my physical readiness, which added to emotional breakdown.  I consider that time to be a success, it was an amazing experience.  But this time was so different.  I was more physically ready to run 3 miles which allowed me to be part of the celebration of the event and not the struggle.  

I ran the whole 3.1 in 35 minutes and it was pretty much amazing. I wish I had pink shorts to wear, that would have made it more fun.  I didn't stay very long for the celebrations and awards afterward. I have a hard time in crowds at the mall, let alone a crowd of 20,000 people.  

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There was so much pink, and since it happens to be my second favorite color, it made me so happy!  It was everywhere from balloons and banners to bandanas and feather boas and tutus.  It was an amazing celebration.

There were many groups of people participating as a team.  They have shirts made with catchy phrases and pictures of loved ones.  My favorite?  “I'm here for the boobies” from Team eBay.  Loved it.  There were others like “save the tatas”, “joggers for knockers”, etc.  No reason to be embarrassed about it, it's ok to admit you love em too.

Besides, where else can a person go to celebrate boobs in a completely wholesome way?  

They are accepting donations through May so there's still time!  Go here.

 

thank you + other things

Confessions of a Love Addict, gratitude, inspirations, Ken Yates, life, Race for the Cure

First, I wanted to say thank you to everyone who reached out to me this week.  I received a huge response for the house that built me. From the comments and repostings, to the emails and those who shared their personal experiences with the house, thank you to everyone.  It's been fun to know that the house and the memories made there have been important to others as well as my own family.

Also, thank you to those who have been huge encouragement in regards to my writing this blog.  The blog started as a way to vent and express myself and keep my mother informed of the goings on in my life.  While it's major function hasn't changed, it has evolved thanks to the encouragement of everyone else. The acceptance in my little part of the world wide web has been tremendous.

Just wanted to say thank you to everyone.

On to other things! 

In blog hopping this week:

I stumbled across Ken Yates, a singer-songwriter, on John Mayer's blog. I've now listened to this song over and over.  It was even stuck in my head while running the other day.  Wanted to share it here too.  If the video below is cut off or loads slow, head to YouTube and watch it there.  Just listen to it once.  I'm in love with it.

Also, go here if you want the song for your very own.

 

 

Also, the Race for the Cure is this morning.  I'm headed off downtown in a bit.  If you have been thinking about making a donation, there is still time.  Head to this blog post for more info.

AND, if you haven't seen this post from the Love Addict herself, read it.  The bravery to be me.

Everyone have a wonderful weekend.  I'll be out running, soaking up some sun, and visiting Ellie. And possibly some grocery shopping.  

And if those drunk guys from last night are drunk again tonight and yelling outside the apartment at 2 in the morning, I'm gonna thump someone.

Loves!

M