Glenn took me back to camp in time to meet up with Leslie and her Mom. The route opened at 7 am but first we grabbed a small breakfast and joined the crowd ready for a 22 mile day. On this day I was looking for David Golias who was going to spend the day stalking the walkers while on a layover from the Philippines to Cleveland. So you see I am not the only one who is passionate about the 3 day!
Along the way we were joined by family and friends and some wonderful people gave us the support these walkers so greatly deserve. I walked by myself for part of the walk, with Leslie and her Mom for part, with Leslie for part and Patti and Leslie from the beach back to camp. Blisters began to form but I soldiered on. My boa boy kept great taps on me with cappuccino and jello shots. It was a long walk... and a beautiful one. The mood was upbeat and our great crew kept smiles on our faces. From potty stickers at pit stops to super heroes at Lake Merced. Walkers got to see neighborhoods of SF and come to know there is more to this city than Fisherman's wharf.
The finish of the day brought tears to my eyes as Jessica Olsen told her story. 29 years old she had just finished her chemo therapy. Everyone told her she shouldn't walk. But she said what they didn't know was this walk was as important to her recovery as any drug therapy. I understand that. Every step I take is a step away form the Cancer that tried to kill me. Every step I take I am stronger and more determined to bring an end to this disease.
I stayed at camp in a pink tent by myself, thinking of walks before. Missing some of those people who have always been walking with me. But I fell asleep glad I was there - with a plan to stop at medical before heading out to nurse the blisters on my feet and prepare for the final day.
The start of day 2
Medical
Heading out
Presidio Inn
81 year old George who has walked in like 30 of these!
Heading out into the morning sun
Westward out of the Presidio
Alabama Dad walking with his daughter
Potty Stickers at Pit 1
Great dog and dog owner ... there all 3 days
Courtesy of (Jim Hillman)
A nod to Bridget
Men look good in Tutus
Men look great in boas too
In Golden Gate Park
Hookers
3 of my favorite kids
Cheering their Mom and grandma
Houses showing spirit
Pink cheer
Walking...
Leslie and family
Love those SJ Cops
Medical
Taking a lap with her Dad
Gotta love them
Hookers
Cathy and Big Red
Coyote warning in SF
The old school ... Glenn's first elementary school
Rare and beautiful weather for a SF summer
Stalking XTerra with SJ Cops
Sheri Phillips (courtesy of Jim Hillman)
I believe his name is Rich... I know I love him (courtesy of Jim Hillman)
These girls came from San Diego with Mimosas!
Support at Lake Merced
We all have our reasons to walk.
Lunch at Lake Merced
Leslie and me
The Zoo
Welcomed to a Grab and Go
New Balance photo shoot
Leslie, Cathy and Patti
Leslie and me
Support at the beach
Up toward the cliff house
Pink Bearded man
Sweet cheer in pink
And HOT pink
Welcome to the top of the hill
Glenn pulled out the jello shots before heading into Lands end
Leslie and me
Russian Steps (courtesy Jim Hillman)
At the end of Lands End - A family supporting their hero
Sea Cliff
A new direction
Los Lobos valley walkway
And following this was a hill of loose sand... COME ON!!! It did a number on my blister.
Heading up a hill to the overpass for the MacArthur tunnel
Haven't been here before.
Presidio Golf Club
Wooden sculpture from 1964
Leslie and me
BACK to camp
Back!
Mind the sign
This dog is comfort dog
After 22 miles it is a welcome sight
This time I took a shower right away!
Still breezy
Bunnies
Last walker
Flag is raised
I finally met him! David Golias! He was out there all day 2.
Beverly found me because he was looking for me too.
When you go to bed after hearing someone like Jessica speak, you go to bed knowing what you are doing matters. It is a sad thing to think the 3 day will not be back in SF for awhile. But I am so glad we were here this year, if only to give me this moment.
Time to sleep... there are promises to keep
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