I personally run this race in two different mindsets. Before the race, I take a moment and reflect back on those that we have lost and their lasting impressions they made on so many people. I take that strength with me to the start line.
I was cruising through the first two miles, then I hit the third mile where you conquer a long and steady up hill for at least a third of a mile. When I wanted to slow down, I thought of those amazing women listed on my back and I knew that after the fight that they have been through that pushing up this hill is NOTHING! I knew that I could not do anything but my best. Yes, the course was a little tough (rolling hills throughout). The hills don't even being to to compare to what these warriors go through during their fight.
I headed back to cheer on Momma K and the other runners at on of the last turns on course. It was like a sea of pink coming up the street which was so amazing and inspiring to see. Every person running and walking today had their own reason to be there today and seeing THOUSANDS of women, men, and children out there fighting for a common cause is something I cannot even begin to describe.