3 day round 2

3 days with my Bestie... makes walking a billion miles so much better

First let me state that I had to update this because I never published it from when I wrote it....

Last year when I took this journey it was the most emotional time in my life... even more so than when I went through caner... so this year when I was ready to make this journey the first person to volunteer to do it with me was Kerrie and the second was Lauretta...as a volunteer though cause she is smart!  :0)

This year was Rainy!  And Rainy! And Muddy! It pretty much sums it up....

Opening ceremonies there was Andrea Mitchell interviewing Elizabeth Edwards Daughter!  Super cool moment.... I am not a political person and I wear my politics close to my heart and not on my sleeve but what ever your views are how can you not have amazing respect for the strength that woman had!  Her daughter has such beauty and as a mother I must say I filled with pride watching her walk! 

Opening ceremonies is so powerful ... I think this one was even more so than last year because I knew what was in store for me... the emotions, the pain, the sleeping bag! 

The first part of the day looked so hopeful as the sun rose over DC until lunch... a very cold... and very wet lunch!  Our panera was soaked, our cardboard seats we soaked and the thoughts of what camp had in store was scary!  Here is praying Rob never reads this.... So we cheated a little on day one!  We hopped the bus back to camp so we could set up before the storms got worse and camp got wetter.  And a good thing too our bags were soaked and so were the tents but we got set up in enough time and got the tarp on in enough time before round 2 of the storms hit.

Back at camp we finally got to catch up with Retta!

Then we CRASHED!

Day 2 was much better, the sun was shinning and the day seemed great except that pesky John Edwards who Kerrie had to keep me from throwing things at and for that dang jacked up side walk!  My knee may never be the same!

Once back to camp it was some much needed time in the massage chair, partying it up with Retta, dinner and some ice!

That last day starts the emotion .... Day 1 you are tired... Day 2 is time to party it up... and Day 3 is a mix of nonstop emotion... you are in pain from putting your body through this, you are home sick and know your family and friends are at the end, you are not sure you can take another step let alone 20 miles, but you also know WHY you just made this incredable journey and you don't want it to end!

And when it is all over and you are back on the Mall and you see those shoes in the air and the tears strolling down the cheeks and you remember WHY you did this you can't wait to do it again....

Or in my case your doctor tells you to take a year off....so I can not wait to do it in 2 years! 

I don't walk for ME ....

I walk for my kids....

I walk so my husband never has to be a widower...

I walk so my daddy never hears another one of the women in his life has cancer...

I walk so my grandmother has hope....

I walk for my beautiful Aunts.....

I walk for my hero's...my friends who have won....

AND I WALK FOR MY GIRLS!  CAUSE YOU CHICKS HAD THE HARD PART... MY FRIENDS AND MY FAMILY THAT IS.... I HAD IT EASY!  I NEVER WANT TO WATCH ANY OF YOU FIGHT THIS!  SO LETS GO KICK SOME CANCER ASS!