Daily Archives: November 6, 2009

One week from today, I will have already set off on the first miles of my 120-mile journey, and I’ll be pumped up to finally being started on my quest after months of preparation, much begging, and lots of money spent to feed this addiction of mine that is walking the Breast Cancer 3-Day.

One week from today, I’ll be wearing my pink tuxedo shirt, my pink and black fedora, my pink sunglasses, my walking shoes-maybe with pink “pom-pom’s” on them already (maybe not until San Diego, as my team has made them for all of us members) and my “Mr. December 2010″ sash.

One week from today, I’ll have another mohawk (courtesy of Mary), and likely a pink ribbon shaved into the back of my head. No one has ever said that when I do something, I don’t go all out.

One week from today, I (hopefully) won’t yet have any blisters, I won’t be sore yet (thanks to some training, shoes that are broken in, and Body Glide), I’ll be pretty euphoric from an emotional opening ceremony, and I will have already shed the first few of what will be many tears in the upcoming days.

One week from today, I will wake up for the first time in a strange state, one that I haven’t been to in 20 years, and I will begin walking 60 miles in heat that I didn’t train in, on a landscape I didn’t prepare for, and in an area that I am completely unfamiliar with.

One week from today, I will be walking with 4,000 or so of my new best friends that I’ve never met, maybe 250-300 of them male like myself, I will be seeing people dressed up in all sorts of outfits that are centered around pink and boobs, and I’ll be able to talk with women about boobs without getting slapped, as we share stories to pass the time.

One week from today, I will be crossing streets as traffic is stopped for me, I will be using porta-potties every hour or so as I take a pit stop every 5 miles or so, I will be wearing a fanny pack (yes, it is true…), cars will be honking frequently as we walk by.

One week from today, I will be a celebrity-people will want their pictures taken with me (“woo hoo, I got my picture taken with Mr. December!”), I will be showing off my calendar to anyone who would like to see it (it’ll be in the aforementioned fanny pack) and there will be cheering stations set up for the community to come out and cheer us on. Mary will be there at each one with her “I saw Mr. December naked” shirt on, selling my calendars to all who want to purchase them. My step-mom Diane, daughter Colbi (if her mom lets her come) and Devin will be there as well.

One week from today, I’ll be sleeping in a pink tent (amidst a sea of pink tents), with someone I’ve never met before (it will be a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Jim R. Frey), will be sleeping with my next-day’s outfit in the bottom of my sleeping bag (to keep it warm) while my gear bag sits outside my tent with no threat of it disappearing.

One week from today, I’ll officially be a 3-Day veteran, having done more than one, and more importantly, one week from today, I’ll be simply a week away from starting another 60 miles.

Two weeks from today? I’ll be starting off on miles 60-80, wearing an “OB WALKERS – BREAST DEFENDERS” (team) Shirt, being PART of Opening Ceremony instead of just an observer, and back in the comfort of the city in which I live. And, I’ll start this emotional roller coaster with 4,000 or so of my new best friends all over again….