How is it possible that we are in November? My 22nd 3-Day Walk for the Cure is a little more than a week and a half away. Yikes! As I typically say this time of year, where did the time go?

Perfectly Imperfect Race

This Old Lady never runs – although at times 2025 has felt like one big race. But still I walk. And walk some more. However, this year has been a real challenge to get in my steps to prepare this old body for another sixty-mile, three-day stroll.

Momcare has ongoing twists and turns. My amazing 102-year-old mother often asks why she’s so tired. Then she smiles and says, “Oh yeah. I’m 102.” Her sleep pattern has changed and so I made adjustments. My very early morning walks have pretty much gone by the wayside. At times, I had to miss days walking when it was too hot to do so.

My focus shifted to completing my book. And, success! Perfectly Imperfect: How Walking 60 Miles in 3 Days Shed Plenty of Biases published. I started in January of this year, targeting a publication date before I left for the Walk. And I did it. Barely.

The race to publication was far from perfect.

• I had to snag times to write and walk away when I did not want to.
• Formatting the book became a time-sucking misadventure.
• Hiring someone to do it for me crashed and burned.

Then I tried a program designed for formatting – Atticus (I plan on doing a review at my business writing blog about the program). Like any new software, I had a learning curve, which made me a bit nervous about hitting my targeted publication date. But I did it!

And there was the trauma from Penny’s attack by another bigger dog that had Penny spending 15 hours at the animal ER. At times, it felt like the cards were stacked against me.

Perfect Therapy

Then a funny thing happened. The writing of my book was like therapy without the couch. Just like the 3-Day Walk for the Cure opened my eyes to soul-searching truths, the writing centered me. I could focus on something other than the chaos that is our world today.

I remember the why behind what I do and the goals I set before this year began. I rediscovered the hope that keeps us all putting one step in front of the other. Peace and happiness to you all. Walk on.