Polar Bear….
This past weekend I became a polar bear for a brief
moment in time. Here is how things went
down. I originally blogged about Lenn and Camp Sunshine to help raise money in
memory of Lenn’s friend Will who recently passed away from brain cancer. There were so many of my friends and family
members that sent in money to help Lenn’s cause. I was amazed by the show of
support. (I know I promised you
something, message me your address and I will mail it out to you). Then one thing led to another and I found
myself in a hotel room within walking distance to the beach. I brought my
bathing suit and towels. However, I was
not sure if I was going to go into the Atlantic. First there was talk of a huge
snow storm. Then, my ear started hurting. I committed myself to going down to Long
Branch so I was definitely getting on the beach to support Lenn. So, I popped some Motrin for my ear pain, put
on my fleece hat that I wore when I was bald, wrapped my breast cancer scarf
around my neck and headed towards the beach. As I walked my mind was going back
and forth about actually plunging (to plunge or not to plunge, that is the
question). We make it to the beach house
and I spy my uncle. I was not sure if my cousin was really going to plunge. He
had mentioned that he wanted to. I see
my cousin Matt all ready to go plunging with a cheering squad nearby. I am not sure if they were there to cheer or
to remind us how stupid we were for going into the Atlantic when it was so cold
out. Well, question answered…..If Matt
came down to join me in the plunge, then I was plunging.
Man it was cold out.
(Yes, I went in with my hat and glasses on....I knew I was not going under)
Couldn’t feel the rocks under my feet because my
feet were frozen.
We ran into the Ocean but the water only went up to
mid leg. We had to keep going….
I made it to about my chest area and then started to
head back.
Matt said “I going farther, I am going under”
I said “bye, I am going back.”
I made it back to the sand….numb feet, got my flip
flops and had my cousin Lindsey come with me back inside to clean off the
sand. Brrrrr
(thanks for coming!)
I cleaned my feet (I was super worried about my toes
from the side effects of chemo) and put my socks and snow boots back on. Ahh the feeling started to return.
Well, I did it!
I plunged into the Atlantic in January.
It was January and one of the coldest days we have had in a while. There was snow on the beach. There were girls making snow angels in the
sand. It was an experience I will never
forget. I am happy that I was able to
help Lenn raise over $15,000 for Camp Sunshine.
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