Do you have a bucket list?
I don’t. I’m not much of a long-term, goal-setter. I’m more of a “yeah, going to college will be cool” kind of gal. Or you know, “maybe some day I’ll have kids.” It would be nice to do things, but they aren’t always up to us so I don’t plan them.
For several years, I thought I’d do the Susan G. Komen 3-Day walk. In case you aren’t familiar, this little stroll is a three-day, 60-mile walk. It’s held once a year in seven cities around the United States. And they get people to participate in this with these really heart-wrenching commercials. I fell prey. I voluntarily agreed to walk 60 miles for breast cancer.
I’ve thought about doing it several years ago but then pregnancy, anxiety and just general apathy got in the way and I never went through with it. This year, however, when the commercials started ramping up, I jumped on board. And I recruited a co-worker who I barely knew to join me for her second round.
I raised the money. I trained. I listened to stories about how life-altering this walk would be.
Then I walked.
Two weeks later, I’m still recovering. But while it was hard, mentally and physically, and long and I wanted to give up a million times along the route, I did it. I can drop that off my list. And let me just tell you that it was just as inspiring and heart-wrenching and exhausting and incredibly life changing.
So stick with me this week as I write about how this experience shifted the way I think–from the way I feel about myself to the way I hope to raise my children.