BRING A JACKET. Mornings are cold, and you don't start to walk (and therefore get warm) right away
Train more. And then some more.
Label. Everything.
Accept help when it's offered.
It's not cheating to ride the sweep van.
It IS possible to limp on both legs.
It is not possible to stretch too often.
Moleskin is a gift from the gods.
Sports medicine doctors and therapists who volunteer for this event should be canonized.
The trick to using the port-a-potties is to back into it - don't look.
A good cheering station is as energizing as a ten-minute rest.
A welcome mat for in front of the tent is a very good thing.
Fifteen miles equals almost 34,000 steps.
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
What a weekend
Wow. Words just can't describe it. The most amazing weekend I've had in a very long time. This posting is going to be rather stream-of-consciousness, so just read. It's all good.
The sense of community...no, more like family...that I had all weekend was huge. Everyone was so friendly, so warm, so together. Anyone that needed help got it right away. Strangers doing things for each other - grabbing towels for someone who forgot one in the shower, getting drinks when someone's hands were full in the food line, handing out tubes of lip balm that they had brought on purpose just to share, things like that. It was great.
The Romeo high school boys sports teams deserve huge thanks. They came to help set up tents, they carried food for people from the dinner line to the tables after Saturday's walk, they walked around with pitchers of water and gatorade for people, they just generally made themselves so incredibly useful. They're going to get tons of letters from people, I just know it.
The people in the communities we walked through came out in huge numbers. Especially the city of Plymouth. Wow. There was a cheering station in Plymouth that was supposed to be a block long...it was closer to a mile. Solid shoulder-to-shoulder people clapping, cheering, whistling, handing out candy and water and stickers and hugs. It was overwhelming, and I wasn't the only one to be in tears through that stretch.
Silly crazy me, aching feet and sore knees and all, signed up for next year. Wow. Am I nuts? Yep. Crazy bold, crazy beautiful.
Our promise: A world without breast cancer.
The sense of community...no, more like family...that I had all weekend was huge. Everyone was so friendly, so warm, so together. Anyone that needed help got it right away. Strangers doing things for each other - grabbing towels for someone who forgot one in the shower, getting drinks when someone's hands were full in the food line, handing out tubes of lip balm that they had brought on purpose just to share, things like that. It was great.
The Romeo high school boys sports teams deserve huge thanks. They came to help set up tents, they carried food for people from the dinner line to the tables after Saturday's walk, they walked around with pitchers of water and gatorade for people, they just generally made themselves so incredibly useful. They're going to get tons of letters from people, I just know it.
The people in the communities we walked through came out in huge numbers. Especially the city of Plymouth. Wow. There was a cheering station in Plymouth that was supposed to be a block long...it was closer to a mile. Solid shoulder-to-shoulder people clapping, cheering, whistling, handing out candy and water and stickers and hugs. It was overwhelming, and I wasn't the only one to be in tears through that stretch.
Silly crazy me, aching feet and sore knees and all, signed up for next year. Wow. Am I nuts? Yep. Crazy bold, crazy beautiful.
Our promise: A world without breast cancer.
Thursday, September 18, 2008
Into the home stretch...
...and I'm starting to pack. Walked today with my waist pack packed with the stuff I'm going to walk with next week. And omigosh, if you understood that sentence you must be as sleepy as I am. Yikes.
I've come a long way. Not as much, I'll admit, as I wanted. I thought I would have lost a lot more weight by now. I wasn't as intense as I could be, I admit it. But I already know I want to walk again next year. Which is kind of scary because I know I'll need to fundraise, again...and I haven't gotten everything yet that I need for THIS year's walk and it's only a week away. I've got a few weeks after the walk to raise the difference but it's a little scary, because I've committed to pay the balance if I don't have it by then. More yikes.
So...a week from right now I'll be getting back home from taking my son to my mom's for the weekend. I'll fall into bed, because the car WILL be packed and ready to go. I'm getting up at o-dark-thirty next Friday; I have to be all the way across town and ready to go at six a.m. Eep. That's worse than a Yikes.
Steps today: 8,692
I've come a long way. Not as much, I'll admit, as I wanted. I thought I would have lost a lot more weight by now. I wasn't as intense as I could be, I admit it. But I already know I want to walk again next year. Which is kind of scary because I know I'll need to fundraise, again...and I haven't gotten everything yet that I need for THIS year's walk and it's only a week away. I've got a few weeks after the walk to raise the difference but it's a little scary, because I've committed to pay the balance if I don't have it by then. More yikes.
So...a week from right now I'll be getting back home from taking my son to my mom's for the weekend. I'll fall into bed, because the car WILL be packed and ready to go. I'm getting up at o-dark-thirty next Friday; I have to be all the way across town and ready to go at six a.m. Eep. That's worse than a Yikes.
Steps today: 8,692
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Well, so again I fell off the blog-wagon....
...I don't know what'll make me remember this. I was doing so well for a while.
Been walking, that's not the problem. Walked every day last week except Friday. Well, of course I walked on Friday, just not an actual training walk. Going to be picking up some cans 'n' bottles today...I put out flyers on Thursday asking for people's returnables for a fundraiser.
Speaking of which, I think I might have a donor who's going to make up the last bunch of money I need, which would be absolutely HUGE. The way this guy sounded the last time I talked to him, I really think he might make up everything that I don't have. I sure hope so, because I don't have $1500 to donate, that's for sure.
Lots of running around, housework, walking up and down porch steps today, but no training walk. Back to it tomorrow - going to go four miles tomorrow for SURE. I have been able to maintain 18-minute miles during my training walks...which means 20-minute miles all day should be a piece o' cake. Keep your fingers crossed, gentle readers, I'll keep posting.
Been walking, that's not the problem. Walked every day last week except Friday. Well, of course I walked on Friday, just not an actual training walk. Going to be picking up some cans 'n' bottles today...I put out flyers on Thursday asking for people's returnables for a fundraiser.
Speaking of which, I think I might have a donor who's going to make up the last bunch of money I need, which would be absolutely HUGE. The way this guy sounded the last time I talked to him, I really think he might make up everything that I don't have. I sure hope so, because I don't have $1500 to donate, that's for sure.
Lots of running around, housework, walking up and down porch steps today, but no training walk. Back to it tomorrow - going to go four miles tomorrow for SURE. I have been able to maintain 18-minute miles during my training walks...which means 20-minute miles all day should be a piece o' cake. Keep your fingers crossed, gentle readers, I'll keep posting.
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