By Pam

Well, boys and girls, I've recovered sufficiently from the blisters of that last 29 miles to return to New Orleans. It seems odd that I've been waiting all this time to claim my love from his adventure, and now I have to wait a little longer for him. He's off to San Diego to give a talk and I have pressing obligations at home. It's for a good cause so I'll fly alone.
It's been a whirlwind ride, these last 6 days.I really thought I do enough walking to not have it be a task but BOY, was I WRONG!! I rarely wear my sneakers and it showed. Phil has a plan for us to walk everyday and from the finish-line photo, you can see it'll be a good idea for my chubby self!
In other news, while I'm not of the same caliber of Jacqui and Richard in the press corps, I do manage to promote my man and this good cause.
Just yesterday, Shirley Maclaine and I nearly bumped into each other in the lobby of the Fabulous Marriott overlooking Marina Del Ray where we were staying and she was meeting with some obvious Hollywood types. I looked her staight in the eye and instantly knew she was the approachable type, so I stalked her and waited outside the loo, Phil's Coast-to-Coast card in hand. I must admit to being a little rattled, as I just said," Hey, would you do me a favor and check out this website?" I went on to briefly explain about the walk, the reason for it, and of course, said something about being his girlfriend. She responded with something along the lines of ," He should write a story!"
This, I felt gave me carte blanche later in the evening to thrust a couple of more cards in front of the Hollywood types, aforementioned, and tell them that Miss Maclaine found it interesting... hopefully they won't call her to check up on the validity of my assertion...