Vancouver Ran for the Cure

This was my first Run for the Cure. Have I mentioned that I’m a totally emotional being and cry both easily and a lot?

You probably know where this is going. I was a sobbing mess as soon as the survivor’s parade started at 9 am. But, after wiping away my tears, I latched on to the beautiful vibes of the day and ran my little heart out for the cause, stopping only to take advantage of the pretty in pink photo ops along the way.

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I aked this gentleman if his cat was happy perched on top of his head. He told me that they’ve been doing the walk for years and the kitty-cat seems to enjoy the ride.

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the last stretch

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“I wanted a perfect ending. Now I’ve learned, the hard way, that some poems don’t rhyme, and some stories don’t have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what’s going to happen next.” – Gilda Radner