Showing posts with label Raynaud's Syndrome. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Raynaud's Syndrome. Show all posts

Monday, January 10, 2011

The Queue

You guys rock. Thank you from my bottom for your kind and encouraging words today on the 8 minutes. You are right. My body has to adjust to the impact. It’s like learning to walk again. I can’t get discouraged. Must persevere!!

And, now, this is why I love my husband.

Last night we’re laying in bed. He asked me to stop doing something, can’t remember what, probably eating candy or talking incessantly about my injury or Athleta. I told him I wouldn’t stop, asked what he was gonna do? He says, “Fart! I’ve got one in the queue.”

The queue! As if it’s a long line in London or something.

I love him.

And, because you asked, here is a picture of my Raynaud’s infested foot. Happy? I also have a Morton's Toe (second toe is longer than the rest – very finger like – I can do amazing things with that toe). I know it doesn’t look that bad here, but you can see how it turns white with no circulation. This can happen to my whole foot. It sucks. As Kovas says, I do have all the cool ailments.

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Yay! Hood to Coast movie opens tomorrow. I have press passes through the Examiner to see the premier. I’ll probably be walking the red carpet like no one’s business. I ran the H2C back in ‘09 in the most unconventional way (like I do most things). I'll share that story and the movie review with you later this week. That was actually the year they filmed the movie, and I remember seeing the film crew and mooning them. Well, not really, but maybe I’ll be in the movie anyway.

You going to see the movie? Ever run a relay?

Going to pick my nose with that toe. Yes, I am just that flexible.

 

SUAR