A Recount of My First Experience at the Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure

It’s 6:45 a.m. on a cool Saturday morning and I’m heading down to the Susan G. Komen Atlanta Race for the Cure at Atlantic Station. And, I haven’t had my morning coffee yet.

It’s my first year participating in the race and I’m very excited. This year, I don’t know what it was, but something compelled me to participate in a cause that strikes one in eight women in their lifetime and touches hundreds of UPSers and their families.

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