2 Februaries ago, My friend of only 25, died of cancer. It started out in her ovaries and traveled to her lungs. I remember when I first heard about the cancer, they thought it was just a cyst of some sort, she had let the tumor grow into a basketball shape in her body before she realized something horrible was going on, and she wasn't pregnant. It was summer when she first went in to the doctor and they told her that she had cancer. Month after month, it was a constant see-saw. One minute, the chemo seemed to be working, and she was able to get up and move, the next minute, she was in bed for days unable to even eat by herself. Watching her waste away to 85 pounds was the most horrible thing I'd ever have to witness.
I knew I had to do this walk (or in this case run) for her, whether anyone had asked me to or not. Being out of shape, I decided to run as fast as I could in order to feel that instant pain and struggle and forcing myself to get through it. I found a really hilly area that i try to ignore usually, but I thought it was perfect because it represented the see-saw her body went through. (Uphill/Downhill days)
As I started my run, I thought of how much I had ahead of me, and I became mentally exhausted. I had to keep telling myself to keep going and be strong, that I'd make it. I had a steep hill up first, and my pace immediately slowed down while going up it. At first I was doing okay, but by the time I made it up, I could feel my legs start to ache a bit. The downhill was a nice easy recovery, but mentally I was strained because I knew I was heading back up again. By the time i ended my run, I had to lay on the ground because of exhaustion. I could feel my heart pulsing through my body, I thought it was going to explode. I was exhausted but happy that I had done it. I pushed through when I was about to seriously give up, physically and mentally.
Where is project #3?
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