October is Breast Cancer Awareness month, and my son is participating in PUSH for the Cure.
This isn’t the first time he’s participated in Fundraising and awareness raising, but it is his first time with the Push for the Cure. He’s done runs with school, and then on his own, when he was about 12, he shaved all his long hair off, donated the money he raised to the Children’s Foundation at Children’s Hospital, and he also donated his hair to a wig organzation that makes wigs for kids who are undergoing chemotherapy.
So tomorrow morning, bright and early, we’ll be loading the van and driving to Hope, where he will meet up with the other riders who are in for the long haul: 150 km, or 97 miles; whatever way you look at it, it is long. What began a few years back with a small group of energetic riders who pushed from east coast to west, and others who pushed from West to East, has become an annual event, where the final leg of the journey, Hope to Vancouver, is the focal local push.
At 15 years old, yes, still fifteen for a few more months, I will leave him in Hope, and collect him in Vancouver. I have come to trust and really like the group of riders and racers he here at the Coast. All the best to all of them!
But this is how they looked at the end of 150 km… 100 miles of pushing and sleeping on the ground! Proud of them all!!!