|Me at the start line|
Saturday was pretty exciting, Months before I knew I would be having the surgery we had signed up for the Winnipeg 5k Color Me Rad run. I was honestly pretty torn about how I was going to deal with this. At first I had considered just going to cheer them on and sitting at the finish line waiting for them. Then I considered walking as much of it as I could and just doubling back to the finish line. I went back and forth on this a lot since the surgery and before hand. Saturday morning I was getting dressed and pulled out the shirt I had worn to the other color me rad runs I had done. It was pretty much decided at that point I was going to walk as much of it as I could. I nearly dropped out around the 4 kilometer mark. But I decided I had gone that far another kilometer wouldn't hurt. I'm really glad that I made it to the finish line and did the whole route. It felt like a really big accomplishment. Granted there is still apart of me that is fairly certain that while it was an accomplishment it was also a stupid decision. In the end I guess I don't really care all that much I accomplished what I set out to do. Next year I will be running it one way or the other.
|At the finish line (Left to right Randilin, tamile, and friend)|
|Showing off my incisions|
|naviara and her father joined us as well.|
|I of course had water!|
Once home a nap was had followed by a shower, in which a lot of the bandages came off. Then the evening was spent babysitting the the grandkids who for the most part did a good job of not poking my stomach.