I did it!

This morning was the Race for the Cure. It was amazing...

There were 2054 finishers in the timed race, but at least another 2000 walking and running that were not timed. I was #1149. BUT #136 in my division (women 30-34). It was an event to say the least. I was inspired more than once, laughed at clever shirts, and kept telling myself to keep on keeping on... Even on the huge hill that loomed large in the first ten minutes of the race. Yikes!

But I kept telling myself I can run 3.1 miles if so many women can fight cancer... so I plodded on. Near the end I saw a woman start walking... she had been running, so I said, "Let's go!" and she said, "Thanks!" and started running with me... we were almost to the end, and this woman started kicking it... I told her to go ahead, she said, "Come on!" and grabbed my hand and we started bookin' it in :) It was a great feeling!

After the race was over I walked back to where I had seen Brandon and the boys cheering me on (okay, Logan was cheering for me, Owen was asleep in the baby carrier) and we walked back to find Courtney's family who were doing the walk. Then we all walked in together.

Lots of pink. Lots of pink shirts worn by survivors like Courtney's mom, Jean.

A pretty inspiring morning.

Talk about moving WITH purpose!

And for honesty's sake... my time was 34:09... that was the chip time, I don't think I actually started running until a minute after the gun went off (for those of you who have run a 5K with thousands of people starting, you know why!!) So let's say 33:09 for "feeling good's" sake!

And I am at 171lbs according to a scale I saw in the gym yesterday. Seriously? But I'm starting to look toned... and I'll take that :)