Lunch, Day 2, DC 3-Day For The Cure
Oct. 9th, 2010 01:11 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jayfurrStatus update: it's lunch on a very sunny Day 2 of the 2010 Washington, DC Susan G. Komen 3-Day For The Cure. I'm at lunch along with lots and lots of other walkers, which is a good thing -- I'm not racing the caboose quite as much today.
I do ultimately want to finish with the caboose today -- but absolutely positively NOT be last walker. Today, however, I left camp shortly before the deadline and walked at a not-very-awake poky pace... and consequently was among those still at Pit 1 a full thirty minutes after it was scheduled to close. Staff members were going around making noises about sweeping us and there I was, hastily blogging a thank-you to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
tafkad. A bit embarrassing... so when I left the pit, I picked up the pace as much as I was able and managed to leave Pit 2 only ten minutes after its scheduled close and was just barely out of Pit 3 at its deadline. The staff aren't being draconian... the pits are indeed staying open past the scheduled time because walkers are simply not making it to each stop at the anticipated rate. That being said, I really really don't want to be the victim of a decision to start sweeping people who lag "too much". If I want to come in with the caboose, I can wait at Pit 5 and come in from there... but try to make as good a time as I can until then.
"As good a time as I can" is the operative phrase, because I'll be honest, every third crew member who greets me on the route looks at me with a worried look and asks if I'm okay. I always say "Yeah, I'm okay" in a not-very-convincing tone of voice and soldier on.
I;m not feeling awful... just tired, a bit tight in the chest, and so on... and I have a sinus headache that's been coming and going. I couldn't do a classic Jay Furr 4.5 mile an hour pace like I did in the Twin Cities 3-Day if my life depended on it. But I'm not sick, coughing, falling down, weaving. Just tired and lacking in stamina. Ask me at the right time and I might say "VERY tired", but that comes and goes too.
I'm still talking to the walkers I walk with and writing everyone's name down in a little notebook I've got on me so I won't forget their names (for once). And when this is all over I will sum everything iup more thoughtfully than I've done up to this point. Right now, soldiering on is the goal.
Thank you all for your emails, Tweets, and comments offering support. They really do help.
Project Bloop continues. Peace out.
I do ultimately want to finish with the caboose today -- but absolutely positively NOT be last walker. Today, however, I left camp shortly before the deadline and walked at a not-very-awake poky pace... and consequently was among those still at Pit 1 a full thirty minutes after it was scheduled to close. Staff members were going around making noises about sweeping us and there I was, hastily blogging a thank-you to
tafkad. A bit embarrassing... so when I left the pit, I picked up the pace as much as I was able and managed to leave Pit 2 only ten minutes after its scheduled close and was just barely out of Pit 3 at its deadline. The staff aren't being draconian... the pits are indeed staying open past the scheduled time because walkers are simply not making it to each stop at the anticipated rate. That being said, I really really don't want to be the victim of a decision to start sweeping people who lag "too much". If I want to come in with the caboose, I can wait at Pit 5 and come in from there... but try to make as good a time as I can until then. "As good a time as I can" is the operative phrase, because I'll be honest, every third crew member who greets me on the route looks at me with a worried look and asks if I'm okay. I always say "Yeah, I'm okay" in a not-very-convincing tone of voice and soldier on.
I;m not feeling awful... just tired, a bit tight in the chest, and so on... and I have a sinus headache that's been coming and going. I couldn't do a classic Jay Furr 4.5 mile an hour pace like I did in the Twin Cities 3-Day if my life depended on it. But I'm not sick, coughing, falling down, weaving. Just tired and lacking in stamina. Ask me at the right time and I might say "VERY tired", but that comes and goes too.
I'm still talking to the walkers I walk with and writing everyone's name down in a little notebook I've got on me so I won't forget their names (for once). And when this is all over I will sum everything iup more thoughtfully than I've done up to this point. Right now, soldiering on is the goal.
Thank you all for your emails, Tweets, and comments offering support. They really do help.
Project Bloop continues. Peace out.
