Saturday morning, I laced up my running shoes, ready for the Crush Cancer 5K.
I’m a runner. I simply love to run, and I’ve run countless miles. Only two weeks after surgery, I knew I couldn’t walk—let alone run—most of the distance, but I was going to do it anyway.
With special permission to “cheat,” I completed most of the 5K on an electric bike.
I looked like a Shriner clown in a parade, but I didn’t care. I was determined to be part of this community and support the cause that brought us all together. Cancer has affected everyone in one way or another.
I “ran” with my family, friends and neighbors. I walked the final portion of the 5K with my big boy, Justin, and Pink Petals.
Sure, I was the last person to cross the finish line, but next year I plan to place!
Once it was over, I was exhausted, but I had a wonderful time. I spent the rest of the day cozied up in front of Netflix.










Darnit! I was there and was keeping an eye out for you, but I missed you. I’ll see you tomorrow though when I drop dinner by. You are doing great!!
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Can’t wait to see you tomorrow!!
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You continue to amaze me, but I always knew you were strong! Much LOVE❤️
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Thanks Angie! Means a lot!!
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You will always be a winner in my book!!!
Congratulations on finishing 🥰
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I thought of you as I crossed the line and they called out my time! Lol 1 hour 30 minutes! You would have loved this little 5K!
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Super awesome, and super inspired by your strength and determination. Love to you.
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