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Dear all, just wanted to share a very precious night in my life with you all. On Saturday 19th May 2007 I left my house alone and travelled up to Hyde Park with 15,000 other women ( and a few men ) to take part in the Moonwalk. For those who don't know - it is a 26.2 mile power-walk around London over night raising funds for breast cancer research. I was in the first group to go out - and started my walk about 2300 hrs.
The night was chilly and I can honestly say I'd never been surrounded by so many people but felt so alone. I did get the opportunity though to put life and the world ( that surrounds me ) in to perspective - especially when you remember why all those people were there in the first place ( the 1 minute silence before the start demonstrated that more than ever. ) The first 7 miles were literally a walk in the park for me - I felt bright and breezy, well into my stride and Ipod playing away - then I saw the 8 mile marker - suddenly for no known reason I felt intimidated that I'd only walked a third of the route - my chest hurt - my brain / thoughts began to do overtime and I panicked. This panic made me feel sick physically to the point where I almost stopped to force myself to be sick, but another part of me said "no don't be stupid" you'll never get going again. I worried about not completing the journey - my challenge - I continued to walk, but riddled with doubts I'd never felt before, in all my three Moonwalks. Thoughts of Fiona's courage kept me going.
I strode on - thinking basically this - ALMOST THERE..................as I passed the 25 mile marker I had convinced myself that a sprint finish wasn't out of the question - I really felt that determined. Phone rang - "where are you Deb ? " - I laughed at Fiona as I panted the words out " less that a mile now" I thought I heard her crying - but didn't give it to much thought, she's a soppy moo like me and she'd have given anything to have been there again with me, I know that.
I headed towards the Pink tent and the finish line - the oasis in a night full of emotion. I could see a woman in a small group waving frantically at someone obviously behind me, and I remembered how good that felt. I knew I was finishing alone, and had prepared for that fact mentally already.
I wasn't sure at exactly what point the woman waving suddenly turned into Fiona, but I do know that the as soon as I realised it was her I burst into tears and she did too. We hugged and hugged, and for one moment nothing else was going on at all - just me and her. Her husband, Simon, and her children Sophie and James were there as well, but for the life of me I just didn't register. Fi grabbed my arm and we walked the final 200 yards together towards the finish, with her pleading that she wasn't going over the line with me. I was just shouting out to everyone who'd listen that she was my reason for being there and we were going to finish together. Just like we did last year - we crossed the line together crying - just like last year !!
I asked the medal presenters to give mine to Fiona - she'd been there with me, all night in spirit. Fiona didn't want it - but she got it anyway - I think she forgets Chemo takes 6 visits at over 8 hours a time, you feel sick for days afterwards. The pain I was now feeling in my legs will go .............. it was 6 hours and 20 minutes out of my life. I know who I'd give the medal to !! Fiona, you kept saying I was you're hero - if I thought doing it again would oust the cancer, I'd do it again and again - you're my hero.
This is my way of letting all my friends know how much your presence means to me, especially last night/ this morning - it is a rare bond between two people. I can't thank you enough for the support you, your family and friends have shown to me through this very special Moonwalk.
Well done you. xx
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