Inspiration

Last summer as I was gearing of for Boulder 70.3, my swim coach, Reu, had a little visualization talk with me.  He told me to pick an object which would inspire me to keep working and push through when the race got tough or when I was feeling mentally or physically tired (he personally things of his awesome yellow motorcycle helmet).  I thought and thought about my options for an inspiring object.  I eventually settled on the image of my dad’s sailboat slicing through the waves.  This image work and I drew it to mind throughout the race but something just wasn’t right.  I knew there was a better option out there but I just couldn’t bring it to mind. 

Fast forward a few months.  My friend Megan and I were climbing out of my car when she said, “Oh hey, I have something for you” and handed me a little pink Oakley for Young Survival Coalition (YSC) pin.  YSC is a program which supports young women diagnosed with breast cancer (check it out at http://www.youngsurvival.org/), an issue which has become extremely close to my heart over the past few years.  It is easy to make our mothers/grandmothers/aunts the face of breast cancer as they are who paint the ads when we walk for the cure or outfit our football players in pink for the month of October.  However, to me, the face of breast cancer is a little bit different.

Love this jersey – made by Giant and supports YSC

Two years ago, I sat quietly in the back of Research Methods in Music Therapy class as the professor had us all introduce ourselves (name, hometown, and fun fact about us).  I was fully engrossed in the contents of my planner when from the front row a tall, beautiful girl with short platinum hair containing a purple streak said, “Hi, I’m Megan, I’m from Naples, Florida, and this is the first semester at CSU I’ve started with hair.” I later found out that Megan had been diagnosed at age 21 with Stage IV breast cancer (contrary to my original suspicion that she was just crazy and liked to shave her head from time to time).  I didn’t spend much, if any time, getting to know Megan that semester but we ended up rooming together the next fall at national conference, which I attended and she presented at.  We hit it off immediately.  A few months later, through a series of serendipitous events, we ended up going to Vegas together for spring break.  The trip was full of adventures and shenanigans which I will not go into on a public forum, but the point is that we became fast friends.  Ever since, we have been all but inseparable. 

Megan and I in Las Vegas

On February 7^th, Megan celebrated her 5 year cancerversary: a day which doctors told her she only had a 15% chance of ever seeing.  The importance of that day cannot be stressed enough.  However, to me, the amazing thing is not that Megan has survived the last five years but that she has truly been alive.  No one would blame her for being angry and cynical, for dropping out of school, for staying in bed every crummy day, or for becoming a hermit (goodness knows I hole up at the slightest sniffle).  Instead, Megan has one of the sweetest and cheeriest dispositions I have had the pleasure to encounter, she has stayed in school and is committed to finishing her degree no matter what the obstacles, she’s always down to go get breakfast/dinner/froyo, and is one of the best dancers in the continental United States (an activity which she views as therapeutic). 

Celebrating Megan’s Cancerversary

Besides being one of my dearest friends, Megan serves as an incredible inspiration to me and has inadvertently become my motivation in triathlon.  Whenever I dread a workout, I am grateful that my body allows me to workout.  If I am tired, I think about the exhaustion that those who undergo cancer treatment must feel.  When the fight for the finish line feels long or seems distant, I think about how short and easy it is compared to a five year battle. 

Hairs growing back - BOOM

As I head into my next season, I have no doubts as to what my “inspiring object” is.  My pink pin will be affixed to my transition bag and I’m hoping to get my hands on a sticker for my bike (maybe even some temporary tattoos).  But the truth is, that object isn’t motivating at all, it is the woman that pin represents who inspires me every day.  Thank you Megan for being the beautiful human being that you are.  I love you and congratulations on your five year cancerversary!  P.S. I can’t wait for next month’s round two in Vegas! J