Day 4 I survived…tootsies and all! We arrive at the relay early morning to find a gazillion people already there and a gazillion more, following in tow. Festivities started at 10 a.m. with all the survivors kicking off the first lap. Some celebrated their victory by running, others rejoiced walking proudly while others were assisted and encouraged in wheel chairs. What a wonderful and emotional sight to witness!
Our team, “Box of Cupcakes” kept busy not only with the festivities but dishing and serving breakfast, lunch and dinner as well. It made for a log day with (what I would consider) record temperatures! It was more than worth it knowing that with each drip of sweat and every blister on your foot, you were that much closer to finding a cure. I managed to get through the day without hurting myself or making a complete fool of myself however, I did overhear my best friend answering “Italian and Indian” when casually asked what religion she was. She is not even a blonde! Good to know I am not the only one with those moments!!
Day 5 As soon as our heads hit the pillows we were out. We got up made our way to the beach and slept some more. It’s hell getting old! We were finally able to drag ourselves away from our beauty sleep long enough to pick up Italian (that is 1/2 her religion you know!) food from a local restaurant and a quick walk downtown.
If I had one thing to complain about the past few days it would be I have had no dolphin or whale sightings. But if all goes well, that will change momentarily! Life is rough….
Days 4 and 5 A complete success!