I’ve retaken my CPR class AGAIN and I just hope I never have to use it. I’m not a cowboy who needs to find himself in situations that prove his manliness. I leave that to firefighters and other people who don’t have back problems. I just want to be able to something to help if I have to. It’s the Boy Scout training. Plus, it was offered through the Portland Marathon.
I’m going to be back volunteering on the course again this year. I keep telling them, “If you don’t need me, great, but I’ve been at Mile 12 for the last several years.” They thank me for volunteering and there I am standing around for four or five hours again. Fortunately I’m there as a backup and they’re really never needed me for an emergency. Just to call for a van pickup for those who couldn’t make it any farther. Or is it further. I still don’t know.
I’ve had several friend who have had to use their CPR training–both manly and womanly friends. You may or may not be successful (the mother and the beloved dog survived, the stranger did not) but, you will never regret knowing what to do.