I haven't exhausted the list of things I've been grateful for during this crazy year of training.
My sister-in-law Julie was diagnosed with breast cancer in April, just shortly after she was at my house for Easter and her spontaneous and appetite-for-life self. She's since lost two breasts, her hair and gotten through chemo. She's the real IM. If only some of the strength and endurance and stamina we all generate on the road could be transferred to someone who needs it. She's celebrating life with two of her three Pink Support group members and their parents in San Jose this year- so I'll miss her at my table- but for good reason!
My dermatologist- lol- you know you're a woman in your 40's when you have your dermatologist on speed dial, that's my motto. This crazy time has been a roller coaster- and between emotional, intellectual, and physical stress my face gave me some feedback. I have a feeling that next year will be different. We don't know what our limits are until we push them.
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