Things that make you go hmmmm
|That is what I did between 2 and 3:30 this morning while walking around the track at McDowell. It's amazing what a brisk walk, a beautiful night, and 90 minutes will do for your thoughts. Mostly, though, I thought about what I'd blog about when I got home. I didn't, of course, blog when I got home. I decided sleep was more important at 4 in the morning, lol. But, I was very struck by how many people were on the track at 2 am this morning. There were somewhere between 60 and 80 people on the track at any given time in the 90 minutes I was there. It also struck me how many people are touched by cancer. It didn't matter if they were young, old, black, white, gay, straight....they were all there, walking for the cause. |
My fingers swelled up like little vienna sausages from the humidity, though. I couldn't budge my wedding ring. My wedding ring is only a 5 1/4, so you can imagine how uncomfortable it was. But, I soon forgot about it as there were other things my mind drifted off to...
I did 16 laps, which, at 1/4 mile per lap, means I walked 4 miles in the hour and a half I was there. I could have gone on and walked some more, and I seriously contemplated it around lap 14 or so. But, alas, I knew that Alex would be up around 6 looking to snuggle in our bed, so I decided to go home and get some more sleep before he woke up and I had to get the troops off to church.
It really was insipring to walk around the track and see the banners with the survivors signatures from years past. And, thought I couldn't read all the names in passing, to see the luminaries. The far end of the track was the darker end and it just lit up with the candlelight. I haven't walked in Relay for Life in about 8 years. When I was in high school, it was always held at my high school. My Girl Scout troop always manned the concessions stand as one of our service projects each year. We also took turns walking for the entire 24 hours. There were roughly 10 of us girls in the troop, and our scout leader (a band mom and family friend) lived directly behind the football field. We would take turns crashing in a tent in her backyard and manning the stand/walking the track.
It always means so much to me to participate. 3 of my grandparents died of cancer. My pastor is currently undergoing treatment for Prostate cancer and walked yesterday in the survivor lap, along with someone else from our church who is a breast cancer survivor. Walking around the track I was struck by how many people are touched by cancer, either directly or indirectly. Sometimes I think we get so wrapped up in our own lives that we forget these things happen to other people, too. Sometimes, too, I think we get on the bandwagon and support all kinds of things just because they are the "cool thing to do." I really only get involved in things that mean something to me. I support cancer research because 3 of my grandparents died from cancer. I support the March of Dimes because the twins were micro preemies. But, i digress....
I took my camera, but decided I didn't want it clinking around my neck the whole time...especially since I didn't know how long I would actually be out there. And believe me, if I didn't have such an early riser (I really wonder where he got that from. I am so NOT a morning person!) I would have stayed and walked a lot longer.
Now, if I could do that every night, I'd have this "baby weight" shed in no time!