Doing this! 

Thank you so much for visiting my page and supporting the 17th Annual Maine Cancer Foundation Tri for a Cure, and my third mini triathlon!! 100% of funds raised by the Foundation benefit people living with cancer by fortifying the community of cancer survivorship- the survivors themselves and their dears ones, and all the amazing people who give comfort, care and hope. 

Why this year is extra special

My mom, a breast cancer survivor, is walking the 5K this year as part of a relay team called Sandpipers, along with my sister Abby (biking) and our friend Betsy (swimming). WOW!! 

Sandpipers Relay Team Abby (biking) and Mom (5K)!

Here's some writing about my own experience with cancer

When I was first diagnosed with a low grade breast tumor in 2012, I was unimpressed, even ambivalent about my own survivorship. There were real survivors in my life at that time, they were the fighters and the brave ones. I was so, so fortunate to have the love of my family, my partner and my friends, and access to excellent medical care, but once through the surgery, recovery and a month of radiation (to which I defiantly commuted by bike, even in the snow), my cancer was forgettable. Then, in 2016, my left leg gave out as I was downshifting my car on a country road. I spent a few surreal hours thinking I had the most painful leg cramp in the universe, until an x-ray revealed that bone metastasis had broken my left femur. Cancer was back like a beast taunting any notion that this wouldn’t be a fight from here on out. 

I live with stable Stage IV breast cancer, which has left a trail of radiation tattoo dots running down my torso and left leg, a rod in my leg, and an overall sense of bodily asymmetry that disappears when I swim. If I had once thought survivors were people much stronger and braver, now survivorship means something different to me. For one thing, I want to tell stories about turning stereotypes on end, resilience and healing. And I want many, many more Tris, because this event exudes all these qualities. It's an incredibly powerful expression of living fully. 

The Tri gets out of your own head of worries and and into this other place where it totally makes sense— it’s irresistible—to join hundreds of women who are also testing the limits of their athletic abilities and fighting all kinds of fears. I CANNOT WAIT to jump into the ocean for the survivor wave on July 16, and then get on my beloved old mountain bike and ride, and then fast-walk my goofy self over the finish line. If you're anywhere around southern Maine that day, come cheer all of us on!