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A BARB'S RACER'S STORY
Diane Hill, from - California
Diane Hill says it took a community effort to do Barb's Race. With a borrowed wet suit, bike and shoes, she completed her first ever Half-Iron man distance triathlon. I had an awesome time, supported by the wings of angels' said Diane. In her own words, here's how Diane came to complete her incredible journey on Saturday, August 23, 2003.
The one and only tri I have ever done was the Danskin last year. I am more familiar with marathons (have done a bunch with Team in Training since 1996). Began biking after an unfortunate non-sports related ankle injury. Again, I prefer the longer distances. Probably has something to do with living a half mile off the American River Bike Trail. When my cousin's wife, Lynn, was diagnosed this past St. Patrick's Day with metastatic cancer, I began thinking about Barb's Race, a lofty goal after completing just one tri-for-fun last year! However, I am not much of a swimmer. So, I went to the local pool and swam 85 lengths - of breast-stroke! At least I knew I wouldn't drown!
Got home and printed out the race application and posted it above my desk. On May 30th, I committed to participate, not to compete, but to complete. That evening, I learned Lynn had lost her battle that very day. I called my cousin (in New York) and let him know I'd be doing Barb's Race in memory of Lynn. When he told me her birthday was August 23rd, I truly believed I'd been guided on this path.
Fast forward to this past weekend. I returned home from an annual women's retreat to learn that my dear friend, Karen, died suddenly and unexpectedly, of complications from her cancer. Her funeral is, you guessed it, this Saturday. Her husband insisted I keep my commitment to the race; Karen wouldn't have it any other way. His only request is that I write her name on the back of my hand and take her with me.
So on the day of her dear friend Karen's funeral and the birthday of Lynn, her cousin's deceased wife, Diane completed Barb's Race in their memory - her angels' names written on the back of each hand.
I had an awesome time, felt physically great all the way, was alone on the bike much of the time but never felt lonely. The run was a bit hot for me, so I just ran more slowly and poured water over my head. But it was the best part - it was social so I got to visit and talk to people. Occasionally, I was overcome emotionally, and that kept me focused on the task at hand I made a point of thanking the volunteers for their help It was the least I could do; without the volunteers there would be no race. I am still amazed at what one can do with the help of others!
Diane's husband said, Diane was the only one amazed at what she can do!
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