So, hey, look another post and only a week from the last one, almost on track with life. We are heading into the 3rd week of the MOVE Challenge: Run 100km in 30 days I am sitting with 77km in the bank and over 1000$ in donations for Movember, so I couldnt be happier about those things. We still have a couple of events this week for Movember, one being a ted talks style event on topics of mens health aptly named XTalks, and the 4th annual Splash for the Stache. It seems like only yesterday it was me, Greenhorn and 2 drunk ass other guys frolicking around in the Atlantic ocean on a cold Movember afternoon. Then of course there was the drive home, and pit stop at my house where a couple of people thought it would be a good idea to get changed in my driveway, to which we got a text from our neighbour that "I think a couple of the polar bears got loose". Its a good thing our neighbours are awesome and a sense of humour, or else a couple of indecent exposure charges could have been coming our way.
But over the years our small group of four has branched out to as many as 30-40 people.
Im not sure why we do this each year, does it help with fundraising, maybe marginally, but its more about the experience, there is just something not altogether stable about deciding to hurl yourself into the Atlantic ocean at the end of November. To stand on the cold sand, some years, surrounded by snow, to set up your towels, jackets and clothes so that you have quick and easy access to get changed as your hands and feet struggle to keep working. It is about the story you get to tell to your friends and family when they ask you what you did on the weekend and the enjoyment of horror on their faces when hear about your mini adventure. So I guess in a way it is the essence of Movember. It is the reminder that you are alive, that sometimes you have to try something silly, to push yourself out of your comfort zone, because you only get one kick at the can, and for some that can, can seem very far away, or there are alot of obstacles in the way, and that the realization that they may never get to kick it themselves.
For me it is a reminder to try and live each day out loud, that making healthier decisions will keep me around longer ( hypocritical I know with the cigar smoking) that if I try a little, or more that I can bring awareness and support to keep others around a little longer too.
Happy Movember everyone!
Sean "BigBoyRunning" Ryan
But over the years our small group of four has branched out to as many as 30-40 people.
Im not sure why we do this each year, does it help with fundraising, maybe marginally, but its more about the experience, there is just something not altogether stable about deciding to hurl yourself into the Atlantic ocean at the end of November. To stand on the cold sand, some years, surrounded by snow, to set up your towels, jackets and clothes so that you have quick and easy access to get changed as your hands and feet struggle to keep working. It is about the story you get to tell to your friends and family when they ask you what you did on the weekend and the enjoyment of horror on their faces when hear about your mini adventure. So I guess in a way it is the essence of Movember. It is the reminder that you are alive, that sometimes you have to try something silly, to push yourself out of your comfort zone, because you only get one kick at the can, and for some that can, can seem very far away, or there are alot of obstacles in the way, and that the realization that they may never get to kick it themselves.
For me it is a reminder to try and live each day out loud, that making healthier decisions will keep me around longer ( hypocritical I know with the cigar smoking) that if I try a little, or more that I can bring awareness and support to keep others around a little longer too.
Happy Movember everyone!
Sean "BigBoyRunning" Ryan
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