The 3 Day

I think I'm the luckiest girl around! I signed up for this crazy task of walking 60 miles in 3 days, and not one of my friends or family members told me I was crazy, they only supported me!
I think I was a little crazy to sign up for this, but I'm SO glad I did it. It's been a long time (I can't even think of something, actually) since I've been this proud of myself. I pushed through the mental and physical barriers and kept going. The women I met through this experience were the only reason I could push through, and my wonderful Husband/Sherpa!
We started out on Friday morning full of energy- dancing and laughing and crying. Opening ceremonies was really emotional, I could have gone into the REALLY ugly cry, but stayed at just the ugly cry. EVERYTHING that the Susan G. Komen foundation did to put this shindig together was so well thought out. They really thought of everything, except an amputee station for our feet! We walked our little hearts out on day 1, and I came into the finish line thinking I have no idea how i'm going to get up and do this again!
Day 2 I was really sore, but it's amazing what the body will do- I started walking and got a rythem and just kept going. My blisters got really bad about mile 6 or 7, and I debated for a long time if I should take the sweep van. I cried and cried- the ugly cry- about it, and hopped in the "pimp mobile". I felt like I was giving up. I was transported to lunch, skipping about 6 miles, where the nurse who fixed my feet told me that I should stop walking because of my blisters, so I could finish the walk on Sunday. I cried. Are you sensing a pattern? The nurse, Paula, fixed me all up, and I decided I'd finish the last 6 or 7 miles of the day, and I did! I'm so glad too, what a fun afternoon (even though I would have paid someone to amputate my feet)!
Day 3 I was ready to be done. I woke up VERY sore, and my feet were throbbing before I even started. Day 3 was LONG, even though it was the shortest day (15 miles), it was LONG. Everyone was sore and our feet hurt- most of us were walking on blisters, but let me tell you, the people out there supporting us were AWESOME. I don't think I could have done it otherwise. I think that day was the worst pain i've ever felt, but that last 2 blocks with people cheering and crying, people saying thank you. . .and then we walked into Petco park, where the men and women who had just walked 60 miles were all standing, screaming, dancing with the music blaring, cheering ME into the finish line. Wow, I'll never be able to describe what that was like. The body is amazing, suddenly my feet didn't hurt. I cried, and must have given out 1,000 high 5's, and then went and got my VICTORY (aka $2500) t-shirt!
I'm so proud of myself for completing this journey. I can't believe I really did it. The girls in the pictures have become wonderful friends. The whole point of the walk is to dare to go further than you've gone before, and to DEFEAT cancer with the boundries that we've broken through. I'm not sure that I'll do it again (my feet officially hate me), but holy shit was that a great experience. $11.3 million dollars were raised, and some money's still coming in! Maybe I've done my part so that I don't have to worry that anymore of my friends or family will be affected by this disease. Thanks for your support!