Run for your LIFE

I know you're all dying to hear how the big race was. Here's the deal--I ran a race and lived to tell about it. And, quite honestly, that's another modern day miracle to be grateful for.

After an early morning, a nearly vomit induced bus ride, and a long (and I might add cold) wait in a potty line, our 13 mile adventure began. It was a great run. The best part is that aside from having a sore foot, I feel awesome! In fact, I'm going running Monday morning. . .so much better than last year. Granted, I ran a bit slower than last year, but sometimes it's more important to finish the race with all of your body parts intact than to kill yourself for times sake.

Special thanks to Laura, Poncho, Jeff, and Melissa for greeting me at the finish line. A muchos gracias to Kimmy for her thoughtful care. Eric--your Diet Dr. Pepper gift was just what I needed.

Last, but not least, great kudos to my fellow runners--Megan & Jerilyn. You running diva's did awesome. I'm so proud of you both. Why didn't we get pictures together? What were we thinking? Maybe we'll have to sport our new t-shirts sometime this week. . .just to record this momentous event for posterity. Yes, yes, I think that's a plendid idea.

Can't wait for next year! Everyone--lace up your running shoes, get your buns out of bed, and let's get going. We've got a year to train. That's plenty of time for ANYONE. I promise you won't regret it--not for one minute (okay--maybe for one minute, but the pain and anguish disappear pretty quickly).