Yesterday I went on a bar crawl that raises money for cancer. When the guys I know asked me to go, it was right after my diagnosis. They didn't know at the time but the tears in my eyes were a dead give away that something was wrong. Anyway, they talked me into it. There are 30 teams of 10 people. Each team visits 5 bars and gets 4 pitchers of beer at each bar with the entry. Then there is a big after party at one of the bars.
The team I was on like to come up with a theme each year. Last year was beach party, this year they decided on Yacht club or really boats and hoes. The guys all work polos or navy blazers and captains hats. I didn't know any of the girls going before hand so I didn't really know what to wear. I pulled out white shorts and a blue oxford shirt and called it a day. The girls I met were so nice and we had a great time.
So while this post isn't directly related to my cancer, it was nice to go have fun for a day. I don't forget about whats going on or the decision that needs to be made, but for a little bit yesterday I didn't think about it.
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