I have to say Day 3 wasn't that bad. I was definitely tired but the mileage didn't seem insurmountable.
The hardest part were the last few miles through downtown DC. I think they pulled a couple more '3day miles' on us.
But we did it... we walked into the waiting lawn of the finish line. And promptly collapsed.
Yes, we are hardcore... we just walked 60 miles!
After everyone was present and accounted for, we made our way to closing ceremonies. All of the people walking that don't or didn't have breast cancer walked first. Then the survivors walked into (wearing pink) together. It's really quite a powerful thing... and I think it hit me harder than I expected. Last time I did this my mom walked in with them. Unfortunately she didn't win her battle but these women and the 1 in 8 that will be diagnosised are the reason we keep walking and fighting.
As the survivors walk in, the rest of the walkers raise a shoe in honor of them. It's a great tradition that I hope always continues... I think it's a very visual reminder that they are why we have the shoes on in the first place. The best thing about this part of the ceremony was I remember doing this with my dad when mom walked in... very cool memory.
BTW, that's my shoe on the right!
Like I have mentioned before, I have some wonderful in-laws... I mean seriously blessed with these people. They (along with hubby and above picture son) came out to support me at closing ceremonies. It felt really great to walk into a family that missed me and was proud of me.
I love this picture.
My awesome supportive husband and the best son in the world. The husband will get his own post soon...
Team "I Walk For Her"... aka "Hooray for Boobies"