Pretty In Pink
Yesterday was the annual Strides Against Breast Cancer Walk. My daughter formed a team consisting of her, her husband, her daughter and her daughter’s boy friend. Also my son and his significant other walked and My daughter’s childhood friend joined in the family fun. We all wore pink and put pink highlights in our hair. None of the guys even flinched. We had raised about $1500, not bad for a team with no corporate affiliation.
We walked in Boston along the Charles. The day was right off a post card. The river was full of those lovely little sail boats that Boston is famous for and the sky was clear blue. The temperature was perfect and the trees were starting to change color.
Not only were we grateful to be alive but thrilled to live in the Boston area.
This was billed as a 5.7 mile walk but somehow it was stretched to 6 miles. There was a shorter 2 mile walk but all of us took the longer walk and finished without any complaining. My granddaughters boy friend did it with rotator cup surgery only 3 weeks in the past.
Later in the day, I was still feeling a wonderful warm feeling. I realized that all my family, including Leslie’s friend, made me feel extremely loved. They never treated me like an old lady but somehow they all made me feel respected and loved. Looking at that group of lovely people that make up my family just plane felt perfect. I wish the British part of the family had been there.
We were inspired to do this walk for my sister who was diagnosed with breast cancer about two months ago. She had her surgery about a month ago and her first chemo treatment last Wednesday. All the tumor has been removed and the chemo and radiation are to keep things from returning. She only had one sick day and she has only three more treatments. I know she walked with us in spirit.
I am hoping this will become an annual event.
I need to say something about the wonderful people who organized this walk. They had great fun signs all along the walk and my team took turns reading them to me. There were cheer leading groups every half mile or so and water and Porto potties when ever you needed them.
I don’t know about everyone else but I had a great time and today I am not even tired.
Thanks Fitbit for getting me to the point where I could walk 6 miles plus the distance back and forth from the train without flinching.
On another note, Saturday morning we were talking about the fact that we had tickets to see Neil Young for Monday night. Neal took a look at the tickets and they were for Sunday night, the night of the walk.
We had lunch in Boston and took the train back to my daughter’s house, got the dog and drove home. We took a power nap, ate a quick dinner and drove back into Boston. The concert was great. We got home after midnight. I think we were asleep before we hit the bed.