I MADE IT!!!!

Yes, I crossed that finish line! Granted, I stumbled across it but I did finish all 26.2 miles on my oh so sore feet! I went into shock afterwards and had to be bundled in one of those foil blankets. Of course, all of the police and EMT’s were gorgeous looking men and I was looking a hot mess! But I digress…I’m too wiped to type much more.

And to be honest, unless you were there, you can’t appreciate Heartbreak Hill, the blisters, my new friends Cindy and Debby, the Wellesley women with their fancy running outfits, Michelle the nursing student limping with me for 2 miles, the tears of pain, the determination to show cancer can’t stop me, running into my ex in downtown Boston and him looking scared (priceless!) the kids giving out popsicles, the torturous shuttle ride (can you say going the wrong way onto a freeway?) the one man telling me to keep going, “You kicked her ass once, now do it again!” nor the Finish Line. No, you can’t appreciate it.

My mom already called this morning to tell me she may join me next year. This morning, when I had to crawl out of bed, I said I would never walk again. Now that I’ve reviewed what my day was like, I think I will do it again.

Will you join me?