Two-time ovarian cancer survivor: Never give up

My late husband, Rocky, died of melanoma in 2008. He fought it three different times over the course of our 18-year marriage. He endured so much — multiple surgeries, chemotherapy, a clinical trial, and even a near-fatal, drug-induced liver failure — and did it all with such dignity and grace. He never complained. I consider him a true inspiration. So, when I was diagnosed with high-grade serous ovarian cancer for a second time in January 2017, I decided I wanted to be like him. Ovarian cancer couldn’t stop me I was training for the April 2017 IRONMAN Texas competition in The Woodlands at the time I was diagnosed. I’d started participating in those competitions a few years after my husband died. It was something I’d always wanted to do, and I fell in love with it because I’m an adrenaline junkie. I enjoy pushing my body to the limit. The social aspect of IRONMAN fits me in a lot of ways, too. I was very reluctant to give up that part of my life. And I worried I’d have to slow down — or even stop entirely — in order to beat cancer. Fortunately, Dr. Schmeler said I didn’t have to stop doing anything. In fact, she said that staying physically active would probably help counteract any treatment side effects, so she gave me permission to keep training. Dr. Schmeler even organized my chemotherapy infusions around my training schedule, delaying one by more than a week so I could get it after my race. Racing with a grateful heart Triathlons are hard, period. But I was under a lot...