As we reached the sign that said we had made it 2 miles into our 3.2 mile run/walk, I noticed that people were sidestepping and going around the middle of the road, as if to avoid walking over something. When we got close enough, I realized it was a little old couple, an lady with a walker and her husband holding her arm. They were probably moving at about 2 mph. What makes this special is that they were smiling up a storm and cheering on the other runn..who am I kidding...walkers as they passed by. People wear pink bibs on their backs to represent if they are running in honor of someone. You can run in memory of someone who has passed or in celebration of a survivor. All of the survivors wear pink shirts. The little old couple had pink bibs on their backs with name and dates of a woman who died when she was 26. Underneath the bibs they had made their own little papers that had pictures of her and said "You ARE the best daughter!" Based on the date, she has been gone about 20 years, and I have no doubt they "run" this race every year for her. And they didn't seem sad or upset, just happy to be there, taking their sweet time as they walked through downtown Knoxville.
Such a lovely event. It is not about death or loss so much as hope and celebration. It makes me smile. I tend to avoid dealing with sad or depressing information, opting to pretend it does not exist, so I enjoy taking part in something so positive.
Plus, they give you free bananas and yogurt. There is nothing Jeremy and I love more than free bananas and yogurt. Yum.
Me, Jeremy, Katie, Matt, Morgan, and Kate. Katie was nice enough to walk with Jeremy and I while the other three actually ran. What is wrong with them?Jeremy and Mr. Moo at the end of the race, after 2 bananas and a yogurt parfait.