Jimmy Fund FitFest!

Today was awesome and exhausting!  I wasn't sure I was going to be able to do anything at all at the FitFest today.  Amazing what a little sunshine can do for your motivation.  That and the best personal trainer a girl could ask for:

He may have to work on his plank a little, but Connor can definitely jump way higher than I can these days.  I can hardly do a single jumping jack.  I did do two half push-ups (I got all the way down, but could only get about an inch back up... baby steps).  All in all it was really, really fun.  If any of you Boston area peeps are gym rats or looking for a cool class to take, I highly recommend checking out the instructors who were at the event today. 

I was also honored to speak at the event.  They had five survivors tell their stories, and also a woman who lost her mom to cancer at a young age.  Very moving and inspirational.  After I spoke, a lot of different people came up to me throughout the day to offer congratulations and comment on what an inspiration I am to them.  I was even asked to have my photo taken by one of the instructors (cool!).  It's strange to think you can inspire people just by virtue of having gotten some awful disease.  I understand it's the conquering of the disease, and not the contracting, that is the inspiration, but still - did I really do anything special?  I just hung in there.  And I got lucky.  I think any one of us would do the same if faced with a similar predicament, and I know a lot of us have.  What else can you do, but fight as best you can?  We are all inspiration, all together.

I did have to rest a bit more than the folks around me but I think I held my own okay considering I could barely get out of bed a week ago.  I probably won't be able to move tomorrow.  Thankfully the stomach cramps are farther and farther between and less painful every day.  I'm trying to eat a wider variety of food again, especially fresh fruits and vegetables (never thought I'd miss them as much as I have), and get my 10,000 steps a day in at least.  It's easier now that the weather is warming up.  And I made it back to the office this past week too, at least on three days.

My next scan is in a month - the beginning of post-treatment surveillance.  I expect I'll have a whole other set of emotions about that.  Another post for another day.  For now, I need a nap, and then a picnic on this beautiful day.