3-Day Walk Still Excites Me

Next week I leave for my beloved San Diego. For those of you who don’t know, I lived in San Diego for nearly 20 years. It was there I experienced my first 3-Day Walk for the Cure − way back in 2003. I will be participating in my 11th Walk with my fabulous team....

Pink Edition Tradition Continues

The Idaho Statesman continues its tribute to Breast Cancer Awareness Month with its annual pink edition. Last year, I accepted their invitation to submit an article. It became My Story at this site. I had not planned on writing a second one this year. I am extremely...

I Heart My Contributors

The hardest part of the 3-Day, 60-mile Walk is not the walking. It’s the fund-raising At least for me I’ve never liked asking for money, no matter how worthy the cause. For the 11th year, my contributors have helped me raise the minimum required to...

Missing MBTs Have Feet Trembling

I bow at the altar of my MBTs. The sandals saved me from 3-Day, 60-mile Walks filled with blisters and lost toenails. Like a spurned lover left with her partner’s debt, I feel betrayed by the company’s financial ruin. What are MBTs? MBTs − The Shoe MBT is...

It Ain’t Cancer

Penny holds a special place in my heart. My first Susan G. Komen Breast Cancer Walk (as it was known in those days) was one I thought I’d do alone. That was in 2003. A friend who was supposed to walk the 60 miles with me had broken her ankle. I started Day 1 on...