January 10th I completed a 10K with my Friend Tracee. I didn’t train like I would have but my goal was to finish and not be picked up by the balloon ladies. The race started and as expected the excitement was at its highest. I’m not a runner by any means but I am goal oriented. Tracee and I began together we left Juan and our others friends. We would jog 30 seconds and walk for 45 seconds. As each round ended I started to feel like I could do this. We completed the first mile and I thought to myself ok go for the second mile. Tracee was jogging slower for me and we stayed together. We completed mile 2 know I started to get tired so I thought ok one more mile then I will walk the rest. We completed mile 3 and I told Tracee go and we will meet up at the end. I was so proud of myself that I kept up. So I walked and walked fast. Then I start to jog again at my pace. When I crossed the finish line all I could think of was my journey. How far I have come. And how much our bodies can endure.

My journey is not over by any means but what I do know is that if we put our minds to it focus and push through the hard days it can be done. With that said, I have another CT Scan on 2/10 and reconstruction is tentatively scheduled for 2/21. Both bring feeling of anxiety and even moments of sobbing tears. It the tears pass and so will this! I will continue to do 5k, 10k and hopefully another 1/2 marathon.

I got this! I am blessed.