Wow, life is sure a roller coaster--going faster and faster. Sometimes I like the lulls, but most of the time I really appreciate the speed, and the ups and downs.
Right now I just feel tired. But excited. Last night was Open Improv at Bucketworks and tonight is a 102 class. Brand new, and I'm going to it. Actually, I'm really looking forward to it. One of the best things about doing all this improv is that members of my sketch group, BroadMinded, are doing this too. We're really getting to know each other so much better, and that builds trust, which translates to better work on stage.
I'll have to finish packing tonight too. So much to prepare for. Two nights (one in a hotel, one at my brother's house) with regular clothes, then one night camping when we're doing the Avon Breast Cancer Walk. Tomorrow will be a super day with my sisters. I'll pick them up at the Naperville train station and we're just going to have a fun day, ending at Jim and Karen's house--where we always have a great time. It's become a tradition, before we go into Chicago to prepare for the walk, we stay at their house one night.
Then Friday we go into Chicago for "Event Eve." Registration and meetings for me. Registration and relaxation for Jane and Jan, since they are walking. Forty miles. Wow. This is Jan's fifth year walking. I walked with her the first year (when it was three days and 60 miles). Since then I've been working on the Incident Response crew and am the Operations team leader. Jane joined us the second year and has been working on the Medical Crew. This is her first time walking. I'm so proud of both of them. (In the picture Jan, in the middle, looks a little like a drowned rat. That's because she walked the 40 miles, and the last of it was in rain. We're wearing our Victory Shirts.)
This is our special weekend, and always provides so many memories. Knowing you are really making a difference in the lives of many underserved women and men--it makes the "no sleep" and tired feet seem insignificant. (Yes, even though I'm not walking, I'm on my feet most of the weekend.)
Our goal is to kick breast cancer's ass. (I'm probably mixing my metaphors, but you get my drift.)