Nothing very exciting happened last week. I ran, walked Daisy (she’s up to 3.5 miles now) and shook my fist regularly at the sky as the rain continued to fall. My knees were a pest and achy again–I blame the rain and damp.
We did have our American Heart Association 5K in Lewiston.
Since his heart attack, my husband has trained to be an advocate for them, and he was asked to speak before the walk. In true Stevie fashion, the speech was at 9AM and we got there at 6:45. Which was fine except the sunshine we were promised went away by 8 and I was left freezing. Fortunately, the rain didn’t fall, but I definitely learned a lesson about taking more layers!
It was pretty empty when we got there, so we volunteered to help set up.
However, the rest of the day went well. The speech was great, and he even got nabbed by the local news to speak. We had a team of 10 walkers, so it was fun to talk with everyone that came to support us as we strolled. Some people (like our neighbors!) we hardly ever see, and it was wonderful to catch up with them.
The sky was gray, but the crowd didn’t mind as we headed off on the start of the walk.
The walk took us along the Androscoggin River, and the falls were definitely thundering after our rainy spring
We can’t wait to do it again! Which is good, because apparently we are doing it again in Portland at the end of May 🙂
The hospital where I work has an annual 5K walk for Cancer. I seem to have missed it for the last two years, I want to do it, but then it happens and….I didn’t. This year, I got organized early and joined a team– Butterflies for Hope. It was started by one of the lab technicians that is a survivor. Over a thousand other people stood with us on the starting line.
It wasn’t a great day (rained all the way back from the halfway point), but it was marvelous. Everyone was in a great mood, and the air practically pulsed with good vibes. I had a wonderful time with my co-workers on my team, and saw many familiar faces.
I may have stopped for a few good pics 😛 Fall in Maine is a wonderful time, with color even on gray days. The walk was along the Kennebec Rail Trail, which gave quite a few opportunities for pictures.
Wings were in evidence everywhere! I particularly liked the rainbow wings. I hadn’t realized that every cancer has a specific color for their ribbon, being most familiar with Pink for Breast Cancer and simply Purple for Cancer itself.
Not only was a ribbon provided for each, the bibs had room for each person to write who they were walking for, whether it was for themselves or (and) a family member. And our CEO not only made the expected speech before the walk, he drove one of the carts for survivors who wanted to participate but could not make the full walk. I thought that was pretty cool.
A glimpse across the river to Fort Western
It was a large crowd with pink in abundance in clothing, hair and beards; puppies everywhere (with pink bandanas and tutus); and children bouncing around with footballs and high spirits.