Okay. I really did run a race, but first the more important thing: Luke's benefit is today! We got ready last night by putting together raffle prizes and by putting up pictures that the St. Malachy kids drew for him. We put it up spelling "Luke's Team," cause that's what we are. I'm the team photog and scrapbooker, so I'll try to post some of the pictures that I take on my blog for tomorrow. We'll see if I can figure it out. Maybe at that point I can also find a picture of myself to put up. But those of you who are the family photogs understand: I just don't have that many pictures of me--and none of them are taken BY me, so I am critical :) So just one more plea: please please please pray for Luke and his family. This is the depressing note of today: he is not doing well. He had to be reintubated on Thursday evening and yesterday his heart rate shot up and his oxygen levels plummeted. He is more stable this morning, but still really needs strength. I try to ask in my prayers that God's will be done, but it's hard not to add an addendum. This child has so much to offer this world. For 1/5 of his life he has just been known as the really sick kid. Just in case you are interested in reading his blog: http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/lukeremington So on to the race: If it was a 7.5K I would have taken first place for the ladies. The first place finisher passed me at about that point. I knew it at the time, but looking back at my splits, I COULD HAVE STAYED WITH HER. I slowed way down in the last lap of the race...
I hate racing. I'm just not good at it. But I'm going to go ahead and blame it on the fact that my "breakfast" was a pop tart. Even though the pop tart wasn't to blame.
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