Hey, Jennifer and Fuunkymonk. Fuunky, that bagel sounds really sinful! I actually chose the chocolate chip thinking it was blueberry or cinnamon. Pretty yummy. No hazelnut cream cheese, mind ya, but yummy.
I didn't get a chance to write about the walk yesterday, so i will do that even though I need to hurry along...
Kim picks me up a little after 7. (She was worried that I would be late. Not sure why she may think a thing like that.

) We get over to the parking lot and I realize I have left my camera at home, but she has brought her camera. Okay.
On our way over to register I notice that my preschool aid is here to walk too. That's great; I didn't know she was coming. She teasingly says something to the effect that I have gotten her out very early for a Saturday morning. I'm sure I asked her if she was going to walk, but I don't remember her even hinting that she might come. It makes me feel good that she would spend the early hours of her Saturday with me doing this walk.
We get to the registration table and the atmosphere is really festive. Light blue and white balloons everywhere. People milling about. A line of people at the registration people.
I get my packet and we head to the bathrooms to put on our Follow His Path t-shirts. I'm pretty happy to add this new t-shirt layer to my other layers of clothing, becasue it is a bit cool, and I know I can't add a jacket to my "look" of sweats, long sleeve t-shirt and long sleeve, but open button-down shirt.
In the packet is a number to put on our shirts that identifies us. We attach our numbers to our bellies and then parade around showing off our shirts and numbers like a group of pregnant moms showing off thier swollen bellies.
We stand around and chit-chat. Eventually the even coordinator uses a megaphone to get everyone over to the start line. A group of us head toward the start line, but obviously where the back of the pack will be. (Someone comments, "You can always tell the good Lutherans- in the back!")
We are told about the course (It is marked and there are youth there to direct us) and advised that there is a medical team available. Pastor Roberts leads us in prayer and then it is the whole "Get Ready! Get set! Go!" thing.
Of course, we all start jogging off. I am not going to jog this thing, so the "running start" is totally for the Kodak moment and I quickly slow back down to a "power walk." Kim is still up ahead jogging. I linger back toward Val. We have a good pace and we'll do just fine talking and walking to the finish line. (I had assumed that most people at this walk/run would walk. I think most people jogged.)
The path is varied- concrete, grass, track. The course takes us all over the church and school campus. We travel past the nursing home, childcare center and preshcool, through the different fields, and around the church and school. We walk along (shins quickly protesting) and around the bends we can see the people ahead of us and we are cheering them along and they are rooting for us.
At one point, Val turns to me and says, "Is there anyone behind us?" I look back. "Two couples." "Are they over 50?" "Oh, by a couple of years," I tell her.
As we get close to the 2 mile marker there are people handing out cups of water. This is one of those moments of slight disbelief- I am actually doing this! Afterall, I've watched marathons on tv and those hot, sweaty runners always grab the dixie cups as if they are grasping for the holy grail. I take my cup and comment to Val, "Shouldn't I be dumping this on my head?" We drink up and then have a discussion of whether or not we should just fling our cups on the ground like they do on tv. (There were a few piles of empty cups just a few feet ahead of us.) She wads hers up and pockets it. I throw mine.
This is also about the time that I take off my long sleeve, button-down shirt. I wrap it around my waist, which, in my opinion is a skinny girl thing to do. I've never wrapped my shirt around my waist... makes my butt look too big. But, today I am walking in this walk and I have to take off my shirt becasue I have worked up a sweat. And where will I put my shirt? Around my waist!
As we head toward the third mile there is some confusion about which way to go. We are to travel on some of the path more than once, so there are people behind us that are actually in front of us and the people directly in front of us are no where in sight. We are told to go right.
As we round the corner and are walking in front of the old church building I notice that Kim is now behind me. Something went wrong. She says, "Hey, you only went through the field once." "We did what we were told," I reply. She catches up and actually jogs ahead of us. (We eventually learn that we were to go through the field only once, but lots of people went around it twice. I guess they were at the 7K walk/run.)
We near the finish line. There are people cheering for us. "You've done it!" and "Almost there..." can be heard even from a little bit off.
They tell us to go "single file," so they can take a picture. Of course, I am going to scrapbook this, so I actually stop and pose.
A lady with a stopwatch says some numbers at me. I ask her to repeat it, but I'm still not sure what time I finished. 37.something. I am proud. I just walked three miles in under 38 minutes.
I take my number (84- Is this is my place in the finishing list...) and stop to do a few stretches and catch my breath.
Kim finished a short time before us and is already drinking a bottled water. She comes over and we congratulate each other. The three of us walk over to the refreshment table and have some bagels and fruit and water.
While we are sitting on the bleachers talking they start to announce the winners. Winners in each category are presented with a medal. There is a local tv news personality on hand to do the presenting and "posing."
I know they aren't going to call my name to come up and take home a medal. But I am so much of a winner.
If you had told me just a few months ago that I would walk across the finish line at an athletic event like a 5K walk/run I would not have believed you. Walking in this walk may not have been one of my goals, but it truly represents the fruition of a lot of my goals- to exercise, to eat sensibly, to take better care of myself, to be healthy.
Yup, I'm a winner.
Today's food
1 slice whole wheat toast with peanut butter
1/3 cup orange juice
1 tiny pastry (at the church "donut hour")
packet of wheat thins
water
chili
cheese
diet cherry pepsi
grapes
chili
cheese
small corn muffin
grapes
water
M&M's
Exercise
walked around the retirement community with DH and kiddos.