Wordless Wednesday - Some of the cuter 3-Day fans

You see some pretty strange, yet adorable things while walking the 3-Day. Such as little boys wearing pink bras...What strange things have you grabbed pictures of during an event?

Training Tuesday - Wussy and Whiney and Weather challenges

There are now 46 days until the San Diego 3-Day for the Cure. Time to really get my butt in gear so that I am fully prepared to walk the full 60 miles.

This past week has had some crazy weather. We've had highs in the 100s in San Diego, with heavy humidity (remember that us Souther Californians are big wusses when it comes to weather). Then we had thunder storms, which turned back into sticky, icky heat. Now we are back to rain. So, needless to say, training outside has been a challenge. I know, I know, most of you deal with this all the time, but again, Southern California = wussy and whiney about weather.

On Saturday afternoon, my boyfriend and I decided to do a walk in our neighborhood. Despite the heat and humidity we were feeling adventurous and took this trail that we had never been on. Feeling more adventurous, when the trail ended we decided to climb our way out of the canyon rather than back track. Enter the phase of Lyndsey being a whiney walker, complaining about my legs getting scratched and itchy. Sigh...at least we did make it though.

I'm excited because we also scheduled a trip to Zion National Park roughly one month before the 3-Day. I think it will be the perfect opportunity to get a 15 mile hike in as part of my training.

Motivational Monday

According to my 3-Day participant site, there are 47 days until the San Diego 3-Day. As it gets down to crunch time, where I realize that I need to up my fundraising efforts and really commit to my training walks, I am constantly looking for new ways to stay motivated.

I've shared a lot about how inspiring I have found Nancy G. Brinker's book Promise Me to be. Part of what inspires me to be involved in the movement to fight breast cancer is the history of the disease and the fact that we have come so far in such a short amount of time. When my grandmother was diagnosed in the 1070s survival rates were not as high. Today the five-year survival rate of women diagnosed with breast cancer is 89%. For those diagnosed early, before the cancer spreads, it is as high as 98% for five or more years.

The ever-improving rates of survival inspire me to get involved, stay involved, and do everything that I can help find a cure for cancer so that the women in my family and in my life will not go through what my grandmother and mother experienced.