Scenes from my last training walk…
As you can see, the training schedule is getting pretty intense here! I am doing it out of order, and definitely skipping some of it… Fortunately, thanks to Beachbody, I am in great shape. I just want to walk as much as I can so that I am ready, as walking is a different repetitive motion, and I don’t want to be sore for the event!
I saw these Phlox on my 6.2-mile walk last night, which was incredible! By the way, I must say that I did not know they were Phlox - that was my mom who told me that! They smelled so good!
During my walk, I also got the chance to walk past the Quadracci Pavillion/Milwaukee Art Museum, which is always gorgeous! Here are a few photos!
In the second, you can see an ad for an exhibit I am extremely excited about - my favorite painter is involved! I will definitely be checking that out!
As I traveled North, I also passed the Northpoint Ice Cream stand, which has recently been painted very appropriately for my purposes!
And as I traveled further North, the sky was turning pink over the lake (also appropriate!) and was beautiful, so I snapped a couple of pics!
So that 6.2-mile walk put me at exactly at 45 miles of training so far, which is 3/4 of the event itself! I still have a long way to go, but look forward to every step! Well, almost every step!
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My Third 3-Day!
Here it is, less than a month after the actual event - my blog of my third Susan G. Komen 3-Day for the cure! Warning: This is going to be long!
Part of the reason it took so long was because I wanted to wait for Danielle’s pictures to be up, so that I could make sure that I could choose from the best of both.
It is also for that reason that I am going to wait to blog the tourist-y part - you know, from before and after the walk in Boston. So, you will get that in a future blog.
Ok, without further ado…
The night before the walk, I woke up at about 2:30 am with a pain in my abdomen. It took a while, but after that I went back to sleep, and got up, two and a half hours later, to start the walk.
The first pictures are taken at Opening Ceremony, which took place in Framingham, Mass.
Here is a picture of one of the giant balloons they had with inspirational quotes on it.
Before the walk, they have this wall where people can write their goals for the walk on stickers and stick them to the wall.
Here’s Danielle’s goal (on top) and my goal (underneath).
The reason that I said that I wanted to keep all of my toenails is because last year, I lost both of my big toenails shortly after the walk. It was awful, but it was easier to handle than breast cancer, that’s for sure!
Here’s the whole wall of goals, just after we had added ours!
As you can see, people get really decked out to walk!
This is a truck with the Susan G. Komen 3-Day for the Cure motto: Everyone Deserves a Lifetime.
Here’s the stage, and the people lined up in front. At opening ceremony, they basically get your emotions in an uproar, and then everyone stretches together, and then they get you fired up to walk your 60 miles!
Here I am, ready to walk!
And here’s Danielle, also ready to walk!
When I said that at the opening ceremony, they get your emotions into a mess, I wasn’t kidding.
I don’t consider myself a “girly girl” and I really don’t think I cry often, but I haven’t made it through one single opening (or closing) ceremony without crying.
One of the reasons is because they have these amazing speakers give amazing speeches.
And they do stuff like this:
That white flag has many names handwritten on it. They are the names of people who walkers have lost to breast cancer. The flag is to honor them, because they are some of the people we walk for.
Once the flag is hanging, the survivor circle is made. These are survivors who are chosen or volunteer ahead of time to lead the walk, and make this circle.
Danielle & I thought we should take a pre-walk self-portrait!
And since we were at the opening ceremony, and there were signs to prove it, we thought we should ALSO take a picture of them!
At the beginning of every day of the walk, they give us route cards, so that we know what we’re getting ourselves into.
They try to divide up the walk as evenly as they can, into three 20-ish mile increments. They give us a couple miles free for all of the walking we do at camp (everything is very spread out) as well as walking we do when we’re at pit stops, etc.
Here is our route card from the first day.
See that part where it says “Note: Mileage may not be exact”? Well, don’t trust it! ”Komen miles” (as we called them) are way longer than what they say! And I assure you that this isn’t just because it seems long!
At the beginning of the walk, I pretty much felt fine! I even took advantage of an opportunity to use the reflective surface of a Framingham-area mirror to take a picture of Danielle & I!
I also took advantage of the chance to take a picture of one of the sweep vans, which is what they use to shuttle people to the next stop if they can’t make it, or to the medical tent, or whatever.
The next picture is of the first pit stop. As you can see, there are huge lines for food and beverages and the bathroom. It was really hot out!
They keep each stop open for a certain amount of time, and people can go through during that window of time. If you’re not walking fast enough to get there on time, they will shuttle you to the next stop. The first pit stop, as you can see, closed at 9:15am. We started walking around 6:30. That means people can really take their time if they need to to get to their destinations.
I think this picture was taken at the grab n go. Honestly, after the first pit stop, things start to get fuzzy for me. I was REALLY not feeling well, and actually didn’t remember walking miles 4.5-8.5 on day one.
At that time of the morning, the heat index was “high.” I sort of remember taking that photo, and thinking “Yes, it sure is very hot!”
I do not remember taking this second picture at Pit Stop Two. I do know that I spent a really long time there, because I felt awful, and I needed the time to cool down. I felt very nauseous, and just kept drinking gatorade and water. I felt like if I ate, I would be sick.
I remember taking the next picture, though, and feeling too sick to make any snarky mental comments, which means something really must’ve been wrong!
After that, Danielle and I started walking again. I had stopped talking a long time ago, because I was just focusing on keeping walking. I felt awful.
Then we saw an area a little off to the side with a park bench, and I decided to lay down. Danielle suggested that we call a sweep van, and I agreed.
I got swept, a half mile away from where they were going to have lunch. At that time, they also called the rest of the walk off, and took the remaining walkers who didn’t finish back to camp.
Me, however, they took to a medical tent. In fact, I spent time in a few medical tents. All I wanted to do is lay down. They fed me water & gatorade, and said I maybe needed some salty snacks to help me retain my water.
Eating those peanuts did the opposite. I don’t want to get too graphic, but I projectile vommed gatorade. It was not fun.
They gave me an IV, and then went on to a second bag of fluids, but I don’t think those fluids went in my arm, because my back was EXTREMELY wet when I got up from laying there.
They took me to the medical tent at camp (my third medical tent) and iced me down. In between, there was a lot of taking my vital signs. I could hear them talking about me, and being worried. Apparently I was extremely close to being sent to the ER. But, I finally got let out. YAY!
Downside: I was red-carded.
There I am with my red card. The red card means that I can’t walk again until I get cleared by the medical staff. They told me to see them in the morning, but that they strongly advised that I take the day off, or I would most likely end up in the medical tent again. Since that was horrible, I decided to take their advice.
There’s my arm and some of the blood that leaked out during the IV fiasco.
Not much else happened that night, but in the dining tent, I heard that there was one person who had raised $30k, and that there was a team that had raised almost $300K. I thought that was amazing! I am still trying to get to my $2300 minimum before I have to pay that bill! (Donate here, please!)
The next morning was kinda cold, because it was about to rain. Here are Danielle and I at breakfast. I would say I look a little better, but I am not really into lying!
One thing that is pretty exciting to do at the end of every day is take a picture by the sign representing how many miles you walked that day. Here I am, shrugging, because I only walked 8.5 miles, and only remembered walking 4 miles. (I even told my mom on the phone that I walked four miles, and she told me that she talked to Danielle who said I went down at around 8.5, and then I kinda remembered that she was right. Wow, I must’ve been a struggle!)!
If you’re not walking the 3-Day, they put you on a bus all day to rest and be carted around along the route. Before I got on the bus, I thought I would take a couple pictures of our cool tent, which we decorated to represent Wisconsin. We wished once we were there that we had represented Marquette as well!
My day was pretty uneventful. I slept a lot, which I needed. I am still not convinced that it was just heat and dehydration that had gotten to me (although they announced that night that the first day of the walk was the second hottest day in Boston’s recorded history). I really think I either had super minor food poisoning or a stomach bug.
When Danielle made it back to camp, we took this picture, at the 40 mile sign.
Danielle hadn’t walked 40 miles either, so I thought it was ok to be in the picture. She walked 9 on day one, and then about ten miles into day two, they called off the walk again because of heat. Earlier in the day, they closed the route for a while and had people wait in the schools nearby during a thunderstorm!
I walked over near the end of day two to get cleared to walk in day three, and came to this sign in the medical tent.
I was definitely on the emergency side, though I didn’t know it at the time!
It was kind of a crazy experience, because there were so many nurses and such that remembered me from the day before, and said I looked so much better. I didn’t remember them! I felt so bad, but I was really out of it!
One of my main doctors, however, didn’t recognize me at first, basically because I looked so awful and pale when she let me out of the medical tent!
After dinner, there was a super tear-jerking speech.
The woman below is a survivor, who is walking in the 3-Day. She was also in the survivor’s circle. She shared her story, to remind us all why we walk - so that people like her can spend enough time with their kids.
She was a great speaker… Made me laugh and cry. The tears are pretty obvious, but she also told stories about how her memory foam breast is used to play keep away with her sons (next to her), and how it has floated out of her suit to surprise guests in hotel swimming pools, and how their dog has gotten ahold of it! The way that she was able to still keep high spirits and not take herself too seriously reminded me of how my mom is the same way.
You may notice that the kids are wearing matching yellow shirts. They are too young to walk in the 3-Day, and Danielle and I were wondering for a while what they were doing there. Well, they are members of the Susan G. Komen Youth Corps. They were volunteers that were too young to walk (you have to be 17), but still wanted to be involved. Since it was my 3rd 3-Day and I had never seen anything like them, I assumed they were only in Boston, but actually, they are nation-wide starting this year!
They helped a ton throughout the weekend, making and delivering ice, helping the crew in so many ways, and always being cheerful and encouraging, yelling cheers the whole way.
The second night after dinner, and after the survivor’s speech, they sang us a song and each member shared why he or she chose to be a part of the youth corps. When they sang, the soloist’s name was Mandy Muzzy (not sure how it’s spelled, but it’s crazily close to my name!).
The next picture is of the man who started the youth corps. Apparently, he lost his wife to breast cancer while she was pregnant with their only daughter, who was the first member of the youth corps. I guess she participated in her first breast cancer walk when she was only five, riding on her father’s shoulders.
And here she is now! =)
Every morning and evening, a new Susan G. Komen 3-Day staff member, Charles, led us in “Stretching with Charles!” This particular time, it was kinda awkward, because we were front & center, and I felt like Charles & I were like right across from each other making strange eye contact, and Danielle was quite amused, so she took a picture of me…
And of course, a picture of Charles.
After dinner, we stopped at the remembrance tent, which has a white tent inside of it where people can write the names of people they’ve lost to breast cancer. There are also pictures hanging on the interior of the tent with 3-Day participants (walkers & crew) who have been taken by breast cancer. They have soothing music playing, and little journals where people can share their experiences.
Below are people signing the tent inside.
I felt somewhat strange doing so, but a lady near me started reading a journal entry, and I read it then, too. It was from a young lady (I think she was 20) who had lost her mom when she was 14. She wrote about how sad she was that her mom wouldn’t see her get married, or her sisters get married, and how she would miss their graduations, etc. She wrote that when she is on the 3-Day, she can feel her mom’s presence strongly. She also said that she isn’t going to stop walking until a cure is found, and I agree!
After we showered, I think Danielle was overtired, because she was in one of my favorite moods - where she just can’t stop laughing, and says a whole bunch of ridiculous things!
Well, our tents were actually on the community college there’s football field, which was astroturf. Unless you’ve been on astroturf before, you may not know that there are small pieces of recycled tires on them.
Danielle hated them, because she kept getting them stuck in her shoes. She called them turf turds.
Here she is, holding the turf turds and laughing hysterically.
You can see the bottom of my lucky 1986 Alf sleeping bag, that has been my bedding for all three three-days, and for the last 25 years (but it’s not on my bed at home, haha).
Here’s a closeup of those turf turds!
Alright, since I was cleared to walk the night before, I was ready to go right away in the morning!
Here we are at the beginning of the route on Day 3. I still felt a little weird, but much better, and was ready to roll! Err… Walk!
So, we took a selfy!
Here are the people in front of us, leaving camp.
And, here’s our mile card for the last day!
Since I only walked and enjoyed the third day (the first day didn’t count, because I don’t remember most of it), I haven’t had the chance to really show the supporters and how they dress up for us. Here’s one man dressed as a super hero to cheer us on!
And here are some of the crew members who ride their bikes along the route to make sure everyone is safe!
The morning on Day 3 was a rainy one, but we decided not to use our ponchos, which was a good thing! When I blog about the tourist-y things we did, you will see why it was definitely a bonus to have them later!
One of the benefits that the medical crew told me about waiting to walk until the 3rd day is that the 3rd day was where we would see the most cool stuff. They didn’t want me to end up back in medical on day two and end up not getting to finish the walk and see day three. As you can see below, we would be heading to Harvard Square. I also liked that we would be heading toward Medford, which was where our hotel for after the trip would be.
At pit one, I saw a face that had become familiar, or rather, heard a voice that had become familiar. The guy in the picture below would yell “Honey, I’m home!” loudly whenever he arrived to a pit stop, to dinner, to lunch, etc. It was funny, especially since there were so few guys walking!
I’ve mentioned this in my previous blogs about the 3-Day, but here we are again. Since there are so few men who walk in the 3-Day, they’ve joined together to make a group that works together to support the cause by making a 60 Mile Men Calendar. Here’s Danielle and I with Mr. April, who is apparently a humane wildlife trapper in the swamps of Florida, and began walking to support his former mother-in-law and wife, both survivors, so that his daughters never have to have breast cancer!
Here’s a family that came out in the rain to show their support. It was much appreciated! At that time, we were walking through an amazing neighborhood with giant mansions!
Soon after, we were in Cambridge, and walking around the Harvard campus area. Here’s a shot of the Harvard T stop sign. We took the T a lot the days before and after the walk!
Here’s a picture of a newspaper shop in Harvard Square!
Here’s an old church that I thought was pretty cool that we saw on the walk!
Shortly after, we saw an extremely dedicated and enthusiastic walker. Look what he did with his hair!
There were inspirational signs all over, reminding us why we walk.
Some of the people who came out to cheer us on handed out frozen grapes on a stick. They were refreshing and delicious!
After the old-fashioned and traditional Harvard area, we found ourselves walking around MIT. This was one of their buildings, and it reminded me of something that would be in a Dr. Seuss book!
There are themes at the pit stops. The theme for pit two was a pool party!
After Pit Stop Two, we found ourselves by the Harvard Bridge.
Here’s a picture of the Citgo sign that is apparently famous. It is right by Fenway park, and I guess they reference home runs with it, because it is outside the outfield, and if someone hits a homerun, you can “C-it-go” out of the park, toward the sign!
Here’s a self-portrait of Danielle & I on the Harvard Bridge.
So the “Honey, I’m home” guy was part of a group called “Men With Heart,” who have been walking in the 3-Day for over ten years. Some of them had backpacks in which they carried things just in case other people needed them. I thought it was really amazing that they were so selfless and helpful!
I’m not sure how easy that is to read, but they even carried tampons and pads, just in case other people around them need them!
We soon approached Boston Commons and the Public Park. Here are a few pictures of that, including a funny Justin Bieber sign!
It feels so nice to be so appreciated!
At the exit of the park, there was a one-man band. I loved his sign!
"Only those who attempt the absurd achieve the impossible."
Walking 60 miles in three days is pretty absurd!
The next pit had a pretty impressive clothesline of bras!
And a really cute bird got REALLY close to me while Danielle was switching her shoes. He was so brave!
Apparently, in the Boston area, there’s a dairy farm or group of farms called “Hood” and Danielle noticed when she walked without me on Day Two, and showed me a picture of a gas station that had advertised “Hood Milk.” She had no idea what it meant, but we both agreed it was hilarious! So when we were in Boston and I saw Hood Ice Cream Sandwiches, I had to take a picture!
Everything in Boston was so old, and a lot of the streets and sidewalks were brick, so I thought it would be cool to take a picture!
And of course, I had to take a picture of the giant bottle of Hood Milk!
I definitely was happy to see this face at the next pit stop, which was Hollywood themed!
Here’s the sign for the pit stop, signed by all the crew it took to run it!
And here’s a poster they made, sharing the reasons why they work so hard as the 3-Day crew!
Since the pit stop was Hollywood-themed, they had funny signs. I took pictures of all of them, but only put the puns I thought were funniest on here!
Next was a sign that was very relieving to see!
It was still 8- degrees outside, but that’s better than 116!
This sign has the same message as the one I put up before, but a reminder doesn’t hurt! Just think of how many people were diagnosed while you read this!
Here’s another man who dressed up to support us. He even serenaded us, too!
Below is a picture I took of a team that called themselves the blue footed boobies!
Finally there, after the whole IV fiasco - it’s the finish line!
If you’ve walked in a 3-Day, or if you have read any of my blogs of it, one of the big traditions is bringing in and cheering on the last walker to make it into the camp each day. We didn’t get to have any on days one or two because they canceled the walk early because of the heat. It was great to have one at the finish line, though, and here she is!
I had to take a picture of the medical team that took such good care of me!
And even though we didn’t get to walk all 60 miles, we had to take a picture in front of the finish line wall!
I LOVED this pin!
When everyone has crossed the finish line and gotten their tshirt and rose, we all line up. The regular walkers come in to the closing ceremony first. Then, the survivors come in. Every year, at every walk, we all raise a shoe to honor the survivors and people for whom we’re walking. It is such a touching moment, it’s indescribable. I am tearing up just thinking about it!
At the Boston 3-Day this year, there were about 1600 walkers. So that’s almost 1600 people raising their shoes. Shoes in the air all around. It’s such an amazing feeling!
Just as in the opening ceremony, there is a survivor’s circle at the closing ceremony, and here it is.
That flag also gets me every time.
"A world without breast cancer."
The reason we walk!
Last year, our team was pretty focused on The Jersey Shore, and we got to hear “Baby I I Like It” a lot during the walk, and of course we fist-pumped.
Well, in honor of our teammates that didn’t join us this year, we had to fist pump at closing ceremony, just like we did in Chicago last year. Here’s a picture of me, and then another of Danielle, fist pumping at the closing ceremony!
As always, the 3-Day was an amazing experience, even though mine was significantly rougher than the other two!
And like I said, I will keep walking until a cure is found, or until I can’t walk anymore!
I am about halfway through making up the 30 miles I didn’t walk in Boston because of getting sick. I don’t want the people who pledged to get ripped off! I still need $158 of donations to meet my fundraising minimum - otherwise I will be paying it out of pocket. I would still definitely appreciate donations! Every dollar counts! Donate here!
If you’re reading this, I am en route to Boston.
At this time, I am just over halfway to my fundraising goal of $2300, which is a minimum requirement for the walk. I will be having an event after the walk to help recoup the balance.
If you can spare even as little as $5 to donate to a cause that kills one woman every 69 seconds, please go to this website and donate. You could also donate a pedicure to Danielle and I when we get back, because our feet will need it! (Just kidding, sorta!)
If not, please retween, reblog, or share this post!
From July 22nd-24th, my best friend Danielle and I will be walking 60 miles each in Boston, to fight breast cancer in the Susan G. Komen 3-Day for the Cure. This is my third time walking, and Danielle’s second.
I will be updating this blog via Instagram to keep my friends & family posted on my progress & the fun things we see on our adventurous journey. We will be going a couple days early and staying a couple days after to check out Boston and recuperate a bit!
Additionally, since I have been slacking on my blogging, I have several posts queued to keep you entertained. I will have my phone on me, so emails & texts of encouragement would be glorious!
Finally, if anyone has any suggestions on where to go in Boston to have fun, please let me know!