From Firenze....

We are walking everywhere in Florence...we arrived yesterday afternoon, slept 4 hours, then went out to get our bearings. Down to the water, across a bridge, into a church, walked more, then another bridge, then leisurely dinner....more later

"Challenge is a dragon with a gift in its mouth...Tame the dragon and the gift is yours."

The last several days have gone very quickly, and I'm working off checklists now, since we leave so very early on Saturday. Last session before trip with Amy this morning, from which I ended up lightheaded. That turned into satisfaction when we measured me: I've lost 2" on waist, and 1.5" on hips, and 1" on bust since last measured, about six weeks ago. Better yet, I can see how the work is making a difference in terms of my energy level and my outlook. Last day at work tomorrow, with lots going on, before I start that last round of errands and packing. Rock & roll!

Irish Eyes Are Smiling...

My trainer Amy learned yesterday that I'll be carrying luggage that converts to being carried on my back. Had I not told her, I would not have had to do "step up/step downs" from uneven surfaces multiple times. But she is looking after my best interests, and does not want me to fall. Burned deeply into my brain is the phrase, "put your whole foot on the step," which will come in very handy for all the churches and museums in Florence and Siena that we plan to visit. I am so much stronger than I was a month ago!

I have tried the "UltraSimple Diet" since last Saturday, very plain food with all possible food allergens removed, and a good way to clean out the gunk before traveling to an area of the world known for its food.

The conference folks sent on the final programme. There are only 54 people who will sit together, off the record, and discuss and create recommendations around various areas concerning international preparedness, whether about terrorists, pandemics, or international cooperation around natural disasters. I am honored to have been invited to such a beautiful setting to talk about such things. In fact, I'm smiling as I think about how extraordinary the invitation is to come to a person such as myself....

"The person who has no opinion will seldom be wrong."

Gorgeous day yesterday with sun and billowy clouds. Lisa and I walked to the end of the Olympic Sculpture Park path, close to the Post-Intelligencer building, and back. We made very good time, and the shower felt wonderful. I had good days to walk at Green Lake over the weekend as well, breaking in my new orthodics.

I finally figured out why I feel like I am falling behind at work: there are 3 hours a week where normally I sit at my computer and eat lunch that are no longer available because I am outside in the clean air getting in shape. I am trying to rejigger the work to fit this new schedule, and to complete big chunks of work before two upcoming trips.

We leave for Florence early Saturday morning. Since the conference does not start until Thursday, we have a few days to see the city and the Tuscan countryside as well.

Nearly time for the gym and lower body work(out) with Amy. She's done an incredible job of putting me through my paces. With the walking, my shape has begun to change and so has my belief about the complexity of this effort. There are side benefits everywhere you look: for my own health; for the amount of money I can raise; and for the things I will learn from those who walk with me.

"Act in the valley so that you need not fear those who stand on the hill."

This is a very useful Danish proverb, especially when feeling overwhelmed and outwitted...

Time and tragic events have a way of making the mind move back and forth too much. I have been walking each day faster and angrier since Monday when we learned of the horrific murders at Virginia Tech. I can't stop thinking about the failure of police to lock down the first murder site, and alert all persons on the campus that a killer was on the loose. This is the first rule of emergency management: contain the scene, and proceed with orderly evacuation. I cannot imagine how the parents of the dead must feel.

But this is a journal about how to learn to walk twenty miles in one day. I mention the failure to manage an emergency of this scale because my thoughts are so affecting my ability to walk well this week. It is as if there is not enough time to relax the mind, to stretch the muscles. I cannot really keep up with Mary and Lisa this week as they walk. It is as if my mind has contorted my breathing and my good sense.

So I need to find and act in the valley, as do millions of others feeling helpless over the tragedy. I don't want to be looking at every new hire, every new face, to determine if I am dealing with someone who might turn violent. I don't want more media analysis and excerpts from the killer's writings, because that will simply inspire copycat killers. I want to walk with grace and rhythm, looking clearly at the valley and the hill, and taking joy from the abundance that weaves through my own life. Most of all, I want to be able to walk twenty miles a day, for three days in a row.

"The man who removes a mountain begins by carrying away small stones."

The 3 Day Orientation was extremely useful. I learned (for instance) that the first two days of the walk you probably average 21-22 miles, and the third day 15-17 miles. The camp site stays in one place throughout the walk. Last year, the walk went from somewhere near Woodinville to Redmond, and then across 520 bridge into Husky Stadium for Closing Ceremonies. Very inspiring sesson, emotional as well, but interspersed with lots of laughs. Seattle has the second largest race in the nation, with 3,000 walkers last year. San Diego fields 5,000 walkers.

Today I took my new walking sticks and went round Green Lake in late morning. More folks out than usual, with the sun, but we had a bit of rain as well. The sticks take some getting used to...but I think will be very helpful in building upper body strength as well as giving my feet a bit more spring than they might have otherwise.

I need to creatively invent my walks the next two days. All day conference at the UW's Waterfront Activities Center tomorrow, so I think I will take the car but park it on upper campus so as to walk down and back from the water. Tuesday morning I work with Amy, my trainer, and then will see if I can squeeze a trip round Green Lake in a the end of the day.

Day of Rest

Two punishing sessions with my trainer this week, and I walked M-W-F. Working out the logistics was toughest. My walking sticks came last night, and I plan to use them this weekend, though not perhaps today. Tea with an old friend at 9am, and then to REI for The 3 Day Walk orientation session. And lots of errands.

Though it looked like it to begin with, nothing I have tried in the last seven days has been too hard. I'll just keep plugging away.

Other good news is that breast MRI ordered by my doctor because of family history was negative....I am a fortunate woman.