The run was the first official one I wore the Team Tommy shirt. No one asked any questions about it, but that's okay, and the goal was mere survival. The fun part was watching Tommy's younger brother run his first mile event, and he loves the ribbon he got for completing it. He ran with his Pop Pop, both having a blast, along with a grin at the end of the race. When the 5k started, I got in the middle of the pack. The whistle blew and the group of about 500 or so took off. I felt good at the beginning, but the hills did seem to be larger than I remembered. While the red shoes felt fine, the legs did feel sore, and my breathing was more labored than expected.
You'd never know how much it meant to see that finish line. There were times I thought "I can't do this." Yet somehow I maintained a clunky pace, and when that line was crossed, I breathed like a labrador sweating under the sun. The past couple of weeks there have been some small runs, but mostly weight work. In the coming months, two to three more official runs will be completed, and hopefully more awareness. Thank you to all who've been supportive, and here's to you all getting out there and being active. #teamtommy
