Coach Jen B

I've been anxiously waiting for this weekend for a long time now.  This weekend has so many emotions wrapped into it, it is hard to explain. Let me back up a bit.  Last year, I agreed to be the runner for a relay team for Tri For A Cure with my friend, Stacy.  I seriously had no idea what I was getting myself into.  Not the relay part. But the emotional piece.  The race starts off at a gorgeous setting on the Coast of Maine - next to one of my mom's favorite lighthouses - Bug Light.  The ceremony at the start of the race is moving - honoring all of the women who have fought, won or lost the battle to cancer.  I wasn't prepared for this last year, but I am sure happy I witnessed it.  I was (and still am) amazed by the stories behind the women who started this race and some of the stories I heard at the race.  I knew at that moment that I would be doing the full tri this year.    Back when the lottery opened up, I p...

When I run, I usually run for myself, for my health, for my sanity.  But lately, it's been more for those who cannot.  Those who are fighting against Breast Cancer, a horrid disease that just needs to go away.  I'm running for my loved ones that are completely exhausted after their treatments, yet they find a way to go on and be the strong, courageous women I love. More recently, I have come to learn of several people I love and cherish are battling cancer.  I am in awe of their strength and dignity when it comes to fighting this deadly disease.  One friend, who was just recently diagnosed with breast cancer, is my age and has young children.  She's an amazing woman.  This hits close to home.  Perhaps too close.  I have cried many tears for her and her family.  I have cried many tears for all of my friends who are battling cancer. Cancer really should be a four letter word.  It's awful.  It's broken my own famil...