51 weeks... and counting.
Last weekend, I hit a milestone in my journey. I drove two hours away to visit my husband and his relay team at Eagle Up - the 24 hour ultra race that is my 2025 goal. It's an amazing event that I look forward to every single year. And, this year, I was worried that I was going to miss it. But, I strapped on my pretty purple brace, cued up some Hadestown, and set out for the day. I was ready with snacks, a midpoint to stop, and a beautiful sunny day. I told myself that if I got a half an hour out and it was too much, I would turn around and come home. You all know that didn't happen. I made it the full two hours there, hung out with the team for a few hours, and then drove myself back home. I was in some pain when I got home and definitely ready to lay on the couch and continue my binge of Grey's Anatomy. It was totally worth it. Not only did I get to cheer on Mike and his team, but I was also reminded of THE GOAL. Of being able to run again....