Save The Boobies
On behalf of SheKnows, I participated in the Breast Cancer 3-Day Walk in Denver this year. Unprepared and happily oblivious about what to expect going into it, I left the walk sore and tired, but a stronger, better woman. And in 2009, after going from 0 to 60 (miles, that is) in three days, I made a difference.
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One tired pup
You might notice that the photos documenting Day 1 end abruptly right about here.
That's because I no longer had the energy to reach into my bag and take out my camera. I was 100% focused on getting through the walk and in some serious pain by the time lunch hit. My muscles had tightened up and as I sat there with the girls eating my turkey sandwich, apple and chips, I had my first flash of what it will be like to be old.
I had never before needed both hands and a friend's shoulder to get myself up off the ground, nor had I ever dreaded the idea of bending down to get my bag of stuff after I had finally just gotten my sore body up and steady on to my two tired feet.
These vans patrol the 3-Day Walk route, and check up on walkers, cheering us on with amazing enthusiasm. They're also there to "sweep up" walkers who need a rest, have blisters too painful to walk on without treatment, or in many cases, who just have a case of the good ol' "I need to pee!"