I shuffled and jogged through my 77th half marathon (13.1 miles) today, six
months and one week after having an eight-inch incision (now a handsome and
sexy scar)sculpted into my chest to expose four clever little blockages within
my battle-worn, 70 year old heart arteries. Nurse Holly was by my side during
the trek as we competed in the San Antonio Rock and Roll Half (virtually)
at Memorial Park in Houston. The race in San Antonio was cancelled due to
COVID-19 and acknowledgment of “during these difficult times”
(I am SO SICK of hearing those words) “we cannot stage the event.” As with
any of the current virtual races, you have to transmit your GPS running
data to the organizers to verify that you actually ran the race. We did so,
although I could hardly see my watch because of the sweat pouring from my
long flowing locks that I still retain after 71 years of life on this wonderful
planet.
I am sending a picture to my heart surgeon, Cardiologist, ICU nurses,
floor nurses and rehab nurses with a thank you note for helping me live a
few more years as well as helping me continue to progress towards my goal of
running 100 half marathons prior to my 75th birthday, (which is only four
years away....YIKES!). The six month layoff has put me behind schedule, but I
think I will accomplish my goal if the plumbing holds up. As any plumber knows,
when you “sweat” pipes together, there is always the risk of a leak or rupture.
Until then, Merry Christmas and a COVID free New Year!
