I’ve never seen so much pink in my life. And I’m not a big fan of the color. But for the Susan G. Komen’s Race for the Cure, I was all about the pink as if I were a tween girl obsessing over the Twilight series.
Having family members that have been affected by breast cancer, I decided to show my support by participating in this past Sunday’s events. Like the thousands of people who participated, I walked/ran/skipped/jogged/scooted along the Embarcadero for a common cause. And I’m happy I did!
We made it to the finish line. Go us!
Some people ran for a cure. I walked for one. Slowly, at that. What can I say, it’s the support that counts, right? Count me in for next year. I’ll be sure to have some fierce pink ensemble à la Molly Ringwald circa 1986.