"Today is" - Hot Potato

Today is the one year anniversary of my 24 hour treadmill run.  [That link gets you to part ONE of, I think, 4 that I wrote.]

I'm sure this post will bore 99.94% of you . . . . . so my apologies.

As I've said 87 billion times:

this. day. was. a. top. three. moment.

IN. MY. LIFE.

So, today, I am writing this [in all honesty] mostly for me. [and maybe, one day, when I'm old and crusty Peanut will want to share this with her family....maybe.]

While this run raised a large sum of money for the Sojourner Center.

I am the one who benefited the most from this event.

There was something incredibly humbling about this experience.

Being the girl with the camera in her face, in the spotlight and realizing . . . . all the people AROUND me are the ones who SHOULD be getting the attention.

[kleenex break]

Yesterday, I journaled about this day [in a private journal] in an insane amount of detail. After 550+ blog posts, I've learned some things truly are better unsaid unblogged.

A few of my favorite photos from this very special 24 hours of my life.

I loved that this was held at Channel 12.  Loved Scott Light.  Loved Jay the camera guy.  LOVED.

Love this pre-set up photo.  It says so much.  Dawn [who may I mention, never freaking left my side] keeping tweets/texts going.  My mom, showing love to Peanut and that freaking huge 5 pound gummy bear.

Leg Love X 444.

Me with my brother.
IFLMB.

I love that when he came at 11am he asked, "so when does the next person come to run?"

Me:  ummmm, never.

[so after he finished at work he drove home, got his gear.......and ran with his little sister] [must stop crying].

the literal way to "eat on the run".

How to "run with an IV that your husband is tall enough to hold".
[wasn't really needed but Channel 12 had a list of required things and my Dr. wasn't happy with my fluid loss.]

When the "CRT" thought it'd be funny to hang out with me for a while at 2:30am.

....with the women who made it all happen.

That moment when I realized . . . . . the treadmill only goes to 99.99 miles.

This moment where you ARE that happy.

...nothing like a hug from Dad.

And there's certainly nothing like a best friend.  By the way, ask her about her mad straw skills.

......when you see your husband. 
The best decision I ever made?  HIM.

ILYMTLMP!

Until next time . . . .

[for my family, yes, Dawn, you are family]

I love you.  Thank you for dealing with "emotional me" over the last 24 hours.  To many this was "crazy" or "silly" --- thank you for seeing where my heart was and why this was important to me.  It wasn't about me.  It wasn't even about running.  It was bigger.  Thank you for knowing that.

I am more than thankful.
I am more than lucky.
I am more than blessed.
I am more than grateful.