Not “Brilliant.” But at least I didn’t think, “well, that was unexpected.” My first CT scan on the PD-1 trial was…. medium. Hopefully. The biggest tumor looks slightly bigger (2.2 cm from 1.9 six weeks ago), as do a few others. But there are still others that are unchanged. As in not bigger. As in…
2:19:49. That was my Rock and Roll Portland Half Marathon time last week. Note that I neither rounded up nor down with the seconds, because triathletes and runners don’t do that…
Way back in 2001 or 2002, during or right after chemo for breast cancer, I agreed to walk a 5K.
To quote a good friend describing a blessing that took an inordinately and impressively long time: Well, that was a lot.
This Ironman is different. Of course, they’re all different, but for this one, I’M different. In three days, I’ll be among a couple of thousand athletes launching on a 140 mile day for all kinds of reasons.
Race morning broke, and I woke up at my usual race day 4:45 am…… and laid there for another hour and a half.