79 Days to Race!

Ok, so when I realized that we only have 79 days to the race my heart skipped a beat. That means just over eleven weeks to go. I can do this. I can. Wash, rinse and repeat.

Yesterday I hit a wonderful fundraising high, but a training low. I am so close to reaching my fundraising minimum which makes me very happy. It sucks worrying about weather or not I'd raise enough money and have to fund the remaining myself. There was a woman that pledged me that I don't even know. She's a friend of my cousin Rick, Maggie's brother. This woman pledged me because she was inspired by how much my cousin supported me and she believes in the cause. She wrote, "The way that Rick talks about you, I would say that you are the incredible one. And for you to actually get out and do, rather than just sit and click buttons to donate verifies my thought. It is folks like you who actually get the dirty work done. Thank you." It really made my day and yes, brought me to tears. I hope that she knows just how much that meant to me. Not just her pledge, but her incredibly kind words.

I didn't run last night though. I totally crapped out. Frustration from not being able to swim or bike because of this dang shoulder is really starting to get to me. I'm anxious to see the doctor on Monday and hopefully can get back into the swing of my routine. I am trying my best to listen to my body, but the problem is that we aren't getting along right now. I'll keep running, I won't stop moving. I won't.