Call it peer pressure, but I am officially signed up to walk in the Susan G. Komen Breast Cancer 3 Day on October 17-19. “3 Day” as in three whole days of walking! Sixty miles in total. Can you even imagine??? I’ve done the Cheltenham circular walk around Trevor’s hometown in England, and that’s twenty-six miles. I’ve done it twice I think. Both times, it was awful. If I think about sleeping in a tent after doing that, then waking up the next morning and doing it again… twice… Well, let’s just say if it weren’t for a very good cause, I’m pretty sure I’d be sitting this one out.
So why am I doing this? I’d love to be able to say it’s because I feel passionate about finding a cure for breast cancer. Of course, that would be fantastic. Who wouldn’t want that? My grandmother’s sister is a breast cancer survivor, but I was little or not even born yet when she was diagnosed, so I never really felt the fear that goes along with this frightening illness.
But no, if I’m honest, I’m doing this walk because Mary’s doing it. Mary has been my best friend for 25 years (we just celebrated our silver anniversary), and she has recently lost a ton of weight over a two-year-period (by working her tail off). She’s feeling pretty on top of the world and wants to do this walk because she can. The more she talked about this walk, the more I didn’t want to just sponsor her, I wanted to do it with her. Her enthusiasm was just contagious. For the first time in a while, she is in great shape, and she wants to give something back. I, however, have had three babies in the last four years and am in pretty much the worst shape I’ve ever been in. Good thing the walk is still seven months away!
I know even as I embark on the mammoth task of raising the required $2200 for this walk, that I will not end this journey the way I’m beginning it. Although I am starting this as a fun thing to do with my best friend, I know I will end up being touched by this devastating disease and the people who have suffered from it. And I’ll be sure to let you know about it as that change takes place.
If anyone reading this would like to sponsor me, please drop me an e-mail or a comment and I will send you a copy of the form for making a donation. I’m almost as daunted by the fundraising as the actual walk (almost!), so, um… please sponsor me?
(Oh, and I almost forgot… the title of this post was an inspired headline that my mom never got to use back in her days of medical journalism. Apparently her editor didn’t have the same eye for her genius as I do.)