Wildflower was not in the cards this year. It is a huge bummer, but I know that I will make up for it next year.
Good news on Wildflower 2013 though! The pro male and female winners were both from my hometown: Bend, Oregon. Yeah, Bend! Three-peat Jesse Thomas, aka The Aviator, is pretty well-known in my town, especially now that his Picky Bars are all the rage. He finished the race in 4:02:19. Yeah buddy! So proud of him!
Photo courtesy of Jesse's wife, Lauren |
I haven't met Heather Jackson, the female top pro, but she did awesome! She crossed at 4:33:20. Baller. Now I have something to aim for next year!
Photo courtesy of Lauren |
In honor of Star Wars Day yesterday (May the 4th be with you), I am attaching a photo of the original Star Wars cast. You're welcome.
And, the moment you've all been waiting for, the update on my surgery! I went to the surgical center Friday where they took off one cast and put another on. It is my 3rd cast in the period of 2 weeks. Each time the cast is a little lighter, but I still am not allowed to put weight on it and I have an order to stay in bed with my foot elevated. So fun. There still is no clarity on if the tendon has completely healed or not because they don't want to stress the tendon too much if it is holding. I will go again mid-June to see if there is progress.
Thank you again for all of your thoughts and gifts and prayers. You all have been so supportive and encouraging. In fact, I'll reward you with a funny visit from my doctor's visit.
I have noticed that using the restroom is not an easy task when you have a task. It's hard enough at home where I have a system, but trying to use a stall in a public restroom? I had my first experience last Friday at the center. Crutching slowly, I pivoted around the bathroom. Flushing was the difficult part because I refuse to use my hand to touch the lever. Balancing on my crutches, I lifted my good foot and used what is left of my abdominal strength to reach the leg out and push the lever. It was pretty impressive. Then I crutched over to the sink. My cell phone was in my bra, but that wasn't the most secure place, as it fell out as I was scrubbing my hands. It slid under the sink and I looked at it quizzically. No one was in the restroom to grab it for me and I couldn't call my Dad for help because... well, I didn't have access to my phone.
"Okay, God," I pleaded. "Please don't let me fall. Please give me strength and balance." I balanced on my left leg and squatted down. I will admit, even when I am at 100% in the peak of my training, one-legged squats still own me, but I did it and was able to get my phone without touching my cast to the floor. "Oh, Shawty, got low," I proudly thought to myself as I stood up and made my way out to the lobby. Wha-bam!
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