#reverb10 – day 3 – moment

Moment. Pick one moment during which you felt most alive this year. Describe it in vivid detail (texture, smells, voices, noises, colors).
Yep, I’m behind on this little project. Shocker.

I think it was the 2nd morning of the 2011 3 Day. I was ass-tired, so at our morning caffeine fill up stop, I bought a 5 Hour Energy Drink. I slammed it down (which is not easy, by the way) and about 2 minutes later, I’m pretty sure I’d never felt that alive in my entire life. I could see three months into the future and am pretty sure I got a 15 passenger van up to 55 in a 25 mph zone at 7am. I WAS SO ALIVE.

yep the 3 day is over

I have pictures and stories and more pictures and more stories about The 3 Day this weekend. I told The General tonight that I’m pretty sure I’d have story after story after story to share. So I might.
For now, I present with you a list of how I’m finally realizing I’m no longer cruising my 12 passenger sweep van around the side streets of Minneapolis/St. Paul and a whole bunch of suburbs in between:
  1. Gatorade straight out of the bottle seems way to sweet compared to the watered down version of it you get during The 3 Day.
  2. I can do a U-Turn in an intersection without having to swing way out, run over a curb, or turn it into a five point turn.
  3. I have to actually think about where I’ll be getting three meals a day and all the snacks I could possibly want.
  4. Pedestrians aren’t as happy to see me when I drive by.
  5. If a tire blows, there’s no AAA. I have to grab the wrench I bought from TheCarStarter, grab the spare tire out of the back – and spend 2 hours embarrassing myself on the side of the road.
  6. I can’t just pull my car into any parking spot and leave it there while I go to the bathroom.
  7. There’s nobody wearing an orange shirt at an intersection letting me cut in front of other traffic.
  8. When I stop my car at an intersection, I don’t fill it up with ladies wearing pink and then tell the five other ladies that need a ride that I’ll radio into Command and send someone their way.
  9. I’m not worrying about foam cutout fish flying off the side of my car while I go down the freeway.
  10. I don’t have to get concerned if someone I drive by doesn’t give me a thumbs up signal.
  11. Asking people that get in my car if they have to pee hasn’t been going over so well.
  12. My co-workers aren’t driving Budget trucks full of ice, wearing a pirate hat while helping direct traffic, wrapping up blisters with athletic tape or spending the whole day on Nextel radios trying to make sure everyone is in the right place at the right time.
  13. When I get close to something while backing up, my car doesn’t beep at me over and over.

the 3 day cometh

My alarm set for 6.5 hours from now. The only thing I’d do this for is The 3 Day. For the next three days, I’ll be in a van with Regina, while Jenni and Cindi handle all of the logistical madness from camp. Jumi will be coordinating the efforts of all the buses on the route and 395 other crew members will be making sure everything goes right. Our Sweep Team won the top fundraising team (free dinner at moto-i sometime after the walk!) and an ice cream social (which we get tomorrow!). In all, the crew raised over $80,000.

The walkers, approximately 2400 of them, will all pack up and head to Edina tomorrow morning to begin a 60 mile long journey. They’ve raised $6.4 million dollars as of today and now they embark on the physical challenge of this event. If you’re out and about in the Twin Cities area and you see some people dressed in pink, guzzling water, and looking like they can barely make it 10 more feet, show them your support. You can honk, wave, yell, whistle, anything you want. Walking those 60 miles are not easy. You’ve all seen pictures of my blisters and heard stories of my post-walk trips to the hospital. Any bit of encouragement you can offer, will be taken with arms wide open.

If you work downtown, step out on your lunch breaks on Friday to high five some people. Saturday is a good day to just track down some walkers at any one of these cheering stations. And on Sunday, closing ceremonies in St. Paul is a fantastic event that culminates all of our effort and hard work.

And just as a reminder for over the weekend:

Honk if you <3 boobs!