The Boston 3-Day, Part II

We walk because we must.
We are strong because the journey demands it.
Together in body and united in spirit, we lay down our footsteps for this generation and the next.
This is our promise: a world without breast cancer.

Day Two and Day Three began on a nature trail which passed this beautiful pond filled with lily pads.

These "Walker Stalkers" followed us everywhere.

This man is a soldier currently serving in Iraq. He wanted to do the walk for his sister, and he was granted a special leave in order to complete this personal mission.

Priceless indeed.

Lauren and Leann, my old teammates from the 2002 walk, now crew members running a pit stop.

So close to the end (you can see the Boston skyline in the distance), but still so far away. These little cheerleaders really helped get me through.

Somehow I made it through to the end, one of the two last walkers in. I was greeted by the incredible sight of the 1900 or so walkers who had come in before me yelling and cheering. Blisters? What blisters?

As we made our way to Closing Ceremonies, the path was lined with our wonderful Crew members.

Saluting our survivors as they entered Closing. (Photo taken by my teammate Amy.)

The Survivor Circle completes our three days.

Why we walk.

The Boston 3-Day, Part I

This journal has been extra quiet lately because I have been busy preparing for, participating in, and recovering from the Boston 3-Day walk, a journey of sixty miles over three days to raise money for and awareness of breast cancer. This was my third 3-Day, and my second in Boston. The weather was brutally hot and I was plagued by blisters, but it was a wonderful weekend.

Day One began with a beautiful sunrise and a moving Opening Ceremonies.

My team, the Fulton Snow Angels, ready to face the first day.

Our group stretch during Opening Ceremonies.

The Survivor Circle.

We hit the road carrying one of the flags.

This is why I walk.

Our wonderful Youth Corps hands out stickers. Walkers love stickers. After walking so many miles we become easily amused by such things.

Cooling off under a sprinkler on a 100-degree day.

The signs are everywhere...

A Trip to the Beach, Part III

Today, it's all about feet. I love my kids' feet, and those little piggies had a lot of fun playing in the water and in the sand...

A Trip to the Beach, Part II

Playing in the sand was the most popular activity of the afternoon. Grant made a "sand volcano" and Griffin just enjoyed getting his hands in sand that wasn't part of a sandbox.

A Trip to the Beach, Part I

Yesterday the boys and I made a trip to Southwick Beach, about an hour north of here. Vance and I aren't really "beach people" so this was a rare treat for the kids. Griffin has never been to a beach before, and Grant hasn't been to one since he was 18 months old. They had a blast playing around in the sand and splashing on the shoreline. More pictures to come tomorrow.

Grant ran right to the water and began jumping around, but Griffin was a bit more hesitant.


But the big brother soon convinced the little brother to join in the fun.