I am very proud to say that while I was in New Orleans, I had the privilege to run a quick 3K with Black Girls Run and one of my childhood Sheroes, Jackie Joyner-Kersey. If you don’t know about Black Girls Run (BGR), it is an awesome community of black women (and sometimes girls) that get together and simply run. There are chapters all over the country and help motivate anyone and everyone from
those who may have never run before to those that have “retired” from running after that grueling half marathon, getting ready for the full marathon. I am happy to say that I recommended that my sister try BGR a few months back and she has lost over 40 pounds from running with BGR , working out, and eating right. (So proud of you Nikki!) Check it out. Its awesome! Really! For more information, go to http://www.blackgirlsrun.com.
But now on to the 3K. First off, it was exciting being there with several other women who got up on a Saturday morning after (possibly) partying on Bourbon Street or attending an awesome concert the night before. After signing in and getting my bib, I saw many women, some were warming up while others hugged girlfriends who made it out for the run. Everyone cheered as the founders, Toni and Ashley greeted everyone, thanked the sponsors and then..introduced Ms. Jackie Joyner-Kersey. Greeted with loud cheers, Ms. Joyner-Kersey congratulated everyone who came out, offered words of encouragement and we were off!
The run. It was only 3K. But it was a run on the Riverwalk in New Orleans. Louisiana. In July. So, it was like running through pea soup. The path was relatively flat, with a bit of a curve, so no concerns there but any and environmental acclimation needs were completely forgotten when you saw smiles, determination and enjoyment on these women’s faces. Even though everyone was cloaked in sweat and NOLA mist we all cheered everyone on and simply enjoyed and remained in the present moment. Jackie Joyner-Kersey and other track stars joined us- it was so thrilling to be out there!
I finished in decent time, picked up an little swag (a Coca-Cola towel), some water and a Kind Bar. ALL so very much needed. After doing some post-run stretches (downward dog with pedaling my feet, a few hip opening yoga poses, etc.) I walked toward Canal Street (I think it was Canal) to catch a ride to my hotel, I saw a lady, a little older than me, same curly hair, similar build as me, dressed for a run. She was bobbing her head to her music as she prepped for her run (as I do with near reckless abandon at times), I smiled, caught her eye, raised my hand, and gave her a high five.