my running hair

Two completely different topics, but slightly related.

First:  I didn’t put any product in my hair the other night.  Other cancer survivors who re-grow their hair they get those ‘cute chemo curls’ or the hair they always wanted.  Grant me this moment of vanity—I LOVED my pre-cancer hair!  As a second grader I recall the hands of teachers petting the top of my head, and in college and beyond women would make envious statements.  
Don’t get me wrong, my current hair is better than the No Hair of several months ago—and I’m grateful for what my follicles have been pushing out—but Follicles, can you dig deep and push up some of that old stuff?  With out product in my hair I have a white girl ‘fro.  It ain’t cutesy curly it’s foamy frizz. Think bad clown wig in blond.  
Thank God for ‘product!’

Second!

Tomorrow is the Chicago Distance Classic a HALF MARATHON!

Thanks to everyone for their tremendous support.  Running has become a great gift, in fact it doesn’t suck nearly as much as it did when I first started. What I love about training with Team in Training is that I’m with other survivors, people touched by cancer, or people out there doing a good thing and pushing themselves to a new limit.

This entire year for me has been one of pushing myself to a new level.  One where I become the person I’ve always wanted to be, and I’m proud to be (even with my ‘fro).