Jeannette Clarke's 60 Mile Walk in 3-Days
I had signed up for the Susan G Komen 3 Day event thinking it would be a good cause to help. I started training at the end of May.
I have known many women who have been touched by this disease. I've had friends and family that have fought this. I wanted to do something to pay tribute to these women for being so strong and fighting back. I wanted to try to find a way to help my daughter's generation to be able to avoid having to endure this. I do not want to see my daughter or her friends have to make the decision to have a lumpectomy or mastectomy, basically how much of a body part to cut off. I want her to keep all of the body parts she was born with.
I did not realize how much walking 60 miles would affect me. I had such an amazing experience on the 3 Day Event. Below in pink is the official recount on the 3 Day site, following, in black, are my comments. Most of the pictures include a link that will open a new window with larger picture(s) of the same subject.
It all began with an emotional Opening Ceremony at the historic Cow Palace. As we walked out onto the route, we soon discovered that we had a lot of fans out on the route to cheer us on - including the guys with pom poms on their shoes. The day's journey finished along the bay to camp at Crissy Field - right at the foot of the Golden Gate Bridge! That night, we dined along the waterfront with sailboats, kites and a gorgeous sunset.
Day 1 Cow palace to the Golden Gate Bridge
I woke up at 3:30 in the morning, Friday, September 5 so I could be out of the house at 4:15 AM. I wanted to be at the Cow Palace by 5:30 because I needed to turn in some fundraising checks. I arrived before any of my team mates. I turned in my money and received my official 3 Day walking tags.
I walked around and realized how many people are involved in this function. There were about 2000 walkers and 400 volunteers crewing the event.
The A2D2 team. Brenda, Annette, Jennifer, Christina, Angie, me and Nancy
Around 6:30 AM the rest of my team showed up. I had previously only met one of the women on our team of 8 walkers. One woman on our team was not able to walk.
As the sun rose the event began with an opening
ceremony. There were many flags with special messages.
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The flags were carried by the walkers, every step of the way. As we walked out of the Cow Palace all 400 of the volunteer crew high-fived us. We were hoping for San Francisco's cool weather but it ended up being a pretty warm day.
I've walked 18 miles at a time so 20 something miles didn't seem that hard. I went on all of my training walks with Jeremy so it was weird not to have him by my side. Instead, he took care of our three kids so I could make this walk.
It wasn't long before we were out on the trail from Daily City to San Francisco Golden Gate Bridge. There were so many people honking in their cars and holding up signs to encourage us. We even had men with pom poms on there shoes. These guys were a couple of older gentlemen probably in there sixties. They held up there signs that read "Hotties for hooters". They had pink pom poms on their shoes and we would see them every few miles for the whole day.
These men must have been exhausted, they stood outside for up to 12 hours a day in the hot sun. I'm sure their legs and back ached but it meant so much to us to see them holding up their signs and cheering us on. At times it motivated us to push ourselves farther when we were so tired and hot.
There were several car loads of people following
us and tooting their horns as they drove by. We had one group that followed
us, tooting their horn and playing great music. This group called themselves
"Hookers for Hooters".
They weren't real hookers but they were dressed up as hookers. On different corners they would pull over, get out of their car, with the radio playing loudly and singing the song at the top of there lungs while they danced along. They sang songs like "I Will Survive", "Lady Marmalade", and a few others. They didn't mind making fools of themselves and motivated us to continue on our journey.
At every fire station that we went past we had the fire fighters out cheering us on. In Daley city, police officers were helping with traffic to get us across major streets.
The crossing guards had "special equipment" on their motorcycles for this event.
I made it through Day 1 without any blisters or problems. We had started at 8am in Daley City and we ended at 4pm in Crissy field below the Golden Gate Bridge. we had covered more than 20 miles. Around Crissy Field the trail is compacted sand. That was so hard to walk through when we were tired. There was this one little boy about 4 years old that high-fived us as we walked past. He was so adorable.
At base camp in the strong San Francisco bay winds we put up our 2 man hot pink pup tent and dragged our luggage through the 6" tall grass that was to be our home for the next few days. The thick long grass was soft to put our tent on but a pain to pull the luggage through. It took me and 2 other people about 30 minutes to put up a pup tent that should have taken only 5 minutes, every time we tried to do anything the wind would come and blow things away. But we finally got it up.
Soon as I was done with the tent I got dinner, I was hungry and tired. We had spaghetti, salad, garlic bread and cooked vegetables. I ate dinner and then decided to take a nap around 5:30pm.
The rest of theA2D2 team walked in around 6:30. Angie and I were the fastest walkers on our team.
I slept until around 7pm. I decided to go into
the dining tent to see what was going on. They had karaoke going on so I listened
for a few minutes while I ate dessert but I realized I was too tired too really
enjoy the music. I turned off my cell phone, went back to my tent and fell into
a deep sleep.