Fighting Breast Cancer

As per my daily morning ritual, I was walking my dogs this morning.  It is Sunday and when I walk the dogs on the weekends, I like to listen to NPR on my headphones.  At 6:30am, I was listening to Weekend Edition, when they interrupted the program to announce that Lance Armstrong had just won the 2005 Tour de France, his seventh victory in a row. 

Upon hearing this, I dropped to my knees and wept.

Nobody is more surprised about this than I am.  Thankfully, there was nobody around to witness my breakdown.  It was embarrassing.  I actually sobbed.  I don’t really even know why!  I have not been following Lance Armstrong’s career or even this current Tour de France.  I wasn’t emotionally invested in all things Lance.  I knew about his story, of course.  His book, It’s Not About The Bike, is required reading if you are a cancer patient so I was all too familiar with his fight with cancer. 

But, to actually hear about a SURVIVOR overcoming UNBELIEVABLE odds and beating cancer THEN coming back and winning, not one but SEVEN Tours de France…  I think my heart broke with pride for a fellow cancer patient. 

And right at that moment, Lance Armstrong became my hero.

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