Making Strides for Breast Cancer
It is Sunday and 45 degrees outside (and windy!) so who wants to get out of a nice warm bed surrounded by 6 pillows and a nice fluffy feather blanket? Me, of course, with the resolve to join the ACS Breast Cancer Walk!
The registration area at East 97th Street
I met up with my team at about 930AM and then we took the 5 mile walk from the starting line at the East Meadow on East 97th Street, went down to 79th street at Central Park West then uptown to 110th Street and then crosstown to the finish line which was where we started.
Along the route were cheerers who shouted the walkers on and rooted for the many teams that joined the walk. Some handed out bottles of water though what we really needed was hot cups of tea/coffee because it was cold!
It was a short 5 mile because you had so many people to chat with. The friends who had gone with me the previous years weren't able to join but there were more to meet. We walked behind, in front and beside the blue flag of the team which changed hands about 10 times during the course.
Towards the last quarter of the final mile more people lined the side of the route and the cheers were louder. A sign brought laughter to everyone: FREE FOOT MASSAGE AHEAD (just kidding!).
One male teenager had the most memorable cheer of course as he shouted it out with much enthusiasm: God bless women's breast!
The registration area at East 97th Street
I met up with my team at about 930AM and then we took the 5 mile walk from the starting line at the East Meadow on East 97th Street, went down to 79th street at Central Park West then uptown to 110th Street and then crosstown to the finish line which was where we started.
Along the route were cheerers who shouted the walkers on and rooted for the many teams that joined the walk. Some handed out bottles of water though what we really needed was hot cups of tea/coffee because it was cold!
It was a short 5 mile because you had so many people to chat with. The friends who had gone with me the previous years weren't able to join but there were more to meet. We walked behind, in front and beside the blue flag of the team which changed hands about 10 times during the course.
Towards the last quarter of the final mile more people lined the side of the route and the cheers were louder. A sign brought laughter to everyone: FREE FOOT MASSAGE AHEAD (just kidding!).
One male teenager had the most memorable cheer of course as he shouted it out with much enthusiasm: God bless women's breast!