Honoring the Movement of Black History
When I learned about the opportunity to partner with Altra on a local and virtual run to honor Black history, I was excited to have just about all of my passions wrapped up in a single event: running in community, supporting great causes, meeting new and interesting people. On top of that, a donation would be made to the Running Industry Diversity Coalition, a nonprofit with a mission to make running more accessible for every body. Over a series of sprawling emails and Zoom meetings, we settled on a location and date for a community 5k and made our announcements.
A few weeks later, I learned I’d need surgery to remove a lump from my breast. As a relatively private person, I didn’t want to tell many people about it. To be clear, I didn’t want to tell anybody. I figured if I could get myself to my appointments – Ubering to and from the hospital when necessary – and laying low for a while, I’d be fine. I was strong, I told myself, in good shape, independent, I’d recover well. Plus, I didn’t want to bother anybody, especially since I’d still need to wait on results.
This kind of solitary thinking, of course, is madness. It’s
the stuff of bad reality TV. You know, the kind where you watch the characters
go from making bad to worse decisions and all you can do is gawk in disbelief.
For about two days I was just like that. Ultimately, though, I’d have to tell
Altra – because you just can’t fake running when you can’t run. I’d also have
to break commitments to a few groups I’d made plans with prior to my news. I’d
have to tell my extended family and friends, and it seemed my list only grew
from there. So, I shared it all with the team and asked if we could extend the
5k to include walkers, which included me.