Proof!

I think that they are talking pictures of me?

This is my new friend, Ashley. She does lots of 1/2 maratons.

KEEP GOINING!

Not there yet :(

What adrenaline?

So I finished my first 1/2 Marathon. And my thoughts right now is that I am not going to ever do a full marathon. There is a line between I can do this an enjoy it and that would suck. I think that doing a full Marathon fits under the that sucks category. I ran 13.1 miles in 3 hours and 1 minute. I wanted to finish under 3 hours and I didn't which I am a little sad about that one minute. I could have done it. My sisters rock! Anna made it in 2 hours and 34 minutes and Darcia made it in 2 hours and 44 minutes. I met a new friend that kept me company for a couple miles, Ashley. Her husband and kids were there, and he was hilarious. He was yelling things like, "I am holding a baby and my wife is running." As for Becky Green. She totally kicks butt. She made it in 1 hour and 51 minutes. As for the adrenaline. It never kicked in for me. Lots of people told me that the last three miles was just adrenaline. Well not for me. I died at mile 10, where I usually did in training. And the guy at the last aid station that said that I only had a mile left, he needs to be kicked in the face. If I wasn't so sore I might hunt him down and do it my self. He lied. I had 2 miles left. That is a big difference. JERK!

The food at the end was great but I just ran my butt off and couldn't eat any of it. Everything that I did get Anna and Darcia ate and then Darcia threw it up. That was nasty. On the cement in front of Forever 21. The Creamy's that Becky said were so good. They were. I did eat one of those. I would recommend them after running 13 miles any time. Or should I say 13.1 miles. Awesome!

Kudos to me for finding a great location for our hotel room. When it was all over we walked up over the over pass and there was our hotel. Great spot!

I had a great time with my sisters. We didn't spend lots of time together with Anna, but she called us and texts us frequently. Just a FYI for any one driving in Utah any time soon. Don't do it. They are crazy man and the police are ridiculous. I got pulled over because the tent of my windows was too dark. Not kidding. He pulled out some thing and told me to roll up my windows half way so he could check them. And it is true they were too dark for the state of Utah. He also lied about me speeding. If Darcia tells you I am a bad driver she is lying too. I am a good driver, I just get spooked easily.

As for doing it again, hopefully sometime this week I can remember to run again. And I am going to start training for the Emmett triathlon. I am just running it. Maybe next year I can do the whole thing, swim, bike and run. My training days are not over. And Jeri and Alisa yours have just started! But I am not sure about another marathon. We will see!

I am not dying yet!

So I thought maybe that I would have six months to live. But it is not true. I have my whole life!!! The wonderful doctor that upset Milly, I mean Millie (sorry Jeri) told me today that she would go away just as soon as I stopped running. Okay thats not the truth either. She is just there to make me pay lots of money to find out that she is infected and will go away with time. Even though Dr. Mumford wants to take her out for fun. Fun, what kind of fun is that. Some people's fun. Sounds like Kara, from what I learned at lunch yesterday. People would maybe stop thinking that it is a hickey on my neck. I had major trauma and they thought it was a hickey. It's sad but true, Millie will leave us. Hopefully sooner than later. That would also mean that I would have to pick up my prescription. Oops, I forgot.

So, the big race is in one day. I am getting a little nervous. I am still not sure what to wear. I did find good underwear though. That is a major thing. I will let you know how it goes.

Degan had his one year check up today and is doing great!! He is a thriving boy, he said that after Degan had the whole room torn apart. Megan Walker then came over and took some pictures of him. It was such a nice day. Degan really didn't work it very well, but I think she got some good ones. I will post them as soon and I get them. Degan gets to spend the night at Grandma's tomorrow night. I hope all goes well with that.

Wish me LUCK!!!

I have a ONE YEAR OLD. AHHHH

We had Degan's 1st Birthday party yesterday. It was lots of fun and messy!! I can't believe it; I have a one year old. And he isn't my baby anymore.


He loved the cake!

My mother helped me decorate the cake.

His diaper was nasty after eating that green frosting!

Dr. M made Milly mad!!

It all started like a month and a half ago, I was sitting at my mothers house and we were just talking. I then felt her for the first time... Milly. I said, there is a big bump on my neck. And no one said anything or even cared that I could be dying. So then like two weeks later at church I was talking to Ericka and I can't remeber if I said something or she noticed it, but in the end she had me worried. I do blame most of this on Ericka. So I caught Dr. Mumford in the hallway at church and he said that I have to have the bump ultrasounded. Who knew that ultrasounds were used for all different reasons! So we got Milly ultrasounded and didn't get the answers we or Doc. (that is what Bransen calls him)wanted. So yesterday I took Milly (she is attached) over to St Lukes to get a Biopsy. I was thinking no big deal... they will numb me and get what they need and I will be home. First of all when I step in to a hospital I start to get queasy and emotional. After check in, I went to imaging and learned first hand what a biopsy is. He took a needle, I don't know how big because I didn't look, and numbed me, kinda. Then he took another needle and put more numbing stuff in there. I am pretty sure that he punctured my throat and we would have to have emergency surgery on it. But apparently he didn't. Then one at a time though the same hole he put 5 yes, FIVE different needles and shook up and down to get cells onto the needles. OOOOWWWW! It hurt and I cried. The nurse asked me if I was worried about the results. I wasn't but maybe I should be now. No I told her, I just cry in hospitals. My neck and Milly still hurt!

As for the name, Jeri called me and said that the large thing on my neck needs a name. I wanted something nice and she said Mildred or Bertha. So we compromised with Milly the mass. And Milly just wanted to be left alone and Doc wouldn't let it me and now she is mad and taking it out on me. That is my Milly story!