Monday, September 8, 2008
Opening Ceremony
Our host for the ceremonies. The opening ceremony is a reflective time, ultimately firing us up for the weekend we are about to have.
Day One...along the route
Our first pit stop of the walk was in the Botanical Gardens. Look at all those people wearing pink across that little lake! YAY! We made it to lunch! Next to me is my new friend, Angela. We met during the opening ceremonies, and lucky for me we stuck together for a good portion of the weekend. She's a kind and compassionate person, and hanging out with her made the miles pass quite quickly!
Sunday, September 7, 2008
Day One...back at Camp!
Day 2...along the route
These pictures were taken by my father, Jim. My parents, my aunt and uncle, and my friends Jaime and Reggie all came out to a "cheering station." These designated areas for family, friends, and the community to come show their support give us such an important boost of energy. They help us remember why we are doing this. It's such an amazing experience to come around a street corner and see hundreds of people lining the sidewalk: holding signs, giving us treats, cooling us off....
The support is phenominal...
Superior Ambulence...
they not only watched out for
our health, they kept us dancing...
they not only watched out for
our health, they kept us dancing...
the police departments of the cities we walk
through help with traffic control and keeping us safe. They are kind, generous people and they give us strength. One city stood out. Please note these uniforms: we were thrilled by this symbol of support from the Mount Prospect Police.
Day 2...Back at Camp!
Day 3...along the route
And he was also my walking buddy for ALL of Day 3. We met within the first 2 blocks of the route, and started chatting. His story is amazing because he stepped into the walk (no pun intended) 3 weeks before it started...his brother was the one scheduled to do this, but when he broke his leg, Charlie volunteered to take his place. I just looked at him and said, "wow! you're doing SO well!" If I had only trained 3 weeks, I would not have been moving by Day 3. They walked in honor of their mother, a survivor. And for his new baby daughter (who shares my name!) so that she will never need to know breast cancer. Despite his height, we matched pace perfectly and his conversation - and our interactions with those we occasionally fell into stride with - made Day 3 very enjoyable.
Monday, September 1, 2008
Survivor's Circle
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