Koman

Well, I had to walk it since I have been so lazy lately about exercising, but I did the Koman this morning. Thankfully my wonderful friend Sara came and picked me up. I hate driving at all downtown and she hates driving there by herself, so it worked out perfectly. Plus, she is a native San Antonian and knows backroads which comes in handy when you forget to change the alarm on your phone from Mon-Fri to Sat and almost sleep through the race that you have registered for.

Speaking of registering, they lost mine. I waited and waited for the page to come up and immediately registered on December 20th. I decided to raise money instead of paying the entry fee because I wanted to help raise money because my wonderful cousin Marsha is currently battling breast cancer. Yes, I wanted the experience of a race before the Rock and Roll Marathon on my birthday this year, but I didn't want to run to be all about me. Well, I just raised the $125 the night before so I figured that was why I didn't get anything in the mail. I thought it was a little suspicious, so I clicked register for the race and filled in my information again, but they told me I was already registered. Yeah, when I got there, they had no information on me at all. But I told the girl about the fundraising and she said, "No problem. What's your shirt size?" So my friend Sara and I walked to the starting line.

There were SO many people there. It was amazing. I almost bitch slapped one girl behind me on the walk to the car for her snotty, "just stop in the middle of the walkway" comment. But hey, Sara saw a guy wearing a pink tie and tutu and I wanted to see it too. Plus, there are over 30,000 people there. Do you think that you can walk back to your car without stopping????

I don't know about other Koman races, but I am disappointed to say that this one is not very well organized. I had to ask three different volunteers where to go to find the check in table. But I am glad that I was there. I saw wonderful T-shirts - I love my girls tatas; big or small, save them all; etc. It was a wonderful feeling. The saddest part was one man's sign - in loving memory and the end date was last week. In our modern day and age, something as curable as breast cancer should have an in loving memory sign. I'm glad I did something, even if it was a little as raising $125.

What really upset me were some of the sponsers. The T-shirt says: "Eat healthy, exercise regularly" and they had McDonald's there. Now as a vegan, I already find McDonalds offensive. The fact that what was once a little fast food chain could change the face of factory farming to the extent of dirty additives in food is disturbing enough, but even claiming McDonalds as healthy is just wrong. Not only that, dairy products were everywhere. Did they not read the research that says those who do not eat dairy at all (i.e. the Chinese) have the lowest rates of breast and other types of cancer??? In my opinion, the sponsers are helping to continue the cycle. But I guess maybe that is just my soap box. I keep telling myself that people have the right to eat what they want. But I've read how this is just increasing our health care costs. I do what I can. Hell, I quit smoking and boy do I miss it!!! But in my opinion, nobody should have to pay for my stupidity.

But enough moaning and groaning. It was a wonderful experience and I am looking forward to it again next year.