This past weekend, I walked in the Susan G. Komen 3-Day Walk with my best friend of 21ish years, Shelley Huff AKA Jackie O’NiceAss. This was our 2nd year to walk together – we first participated in 2010.

I walk to honor and remember my Grandma Hazel – I also walk in celebration of survivors like Brandi Danger, whose courage & strength inspire me to move my feet.

There is no way to adequately articulate how challenging, overwhelming & fulfilling the experience was, so I will let the pics [mostly] speak for themselves.

Shivering in the dark before the Opening Ceremony:

When you’re delirious from hours of left-foot-right-foot, a life-sized sock monkey is the most comforting thing you’ve ever seen.

Still grinning @ the start of Day 3:

Elevating my legs at mile 58. Good for the circulation!

Almost there!

We did it!

We are so thankful to all of the volunteers, police officers, spectators & Walker Stalkers who helped keep us moving forward with smiles on our faces. Special thanks to these dear Walker Stalkers, who spent their weekend following us on the route & even walked with us for a portion of the last day.

My legs are still too tired to get back to my usual Tuesday long run, but it’s absolutely worth it to feel this worn out. I’m already looking forward to next year!