Six weeks past surgery and I got the official go ahead—and I didn’t waste any time heading out for my first run. Sally and I met up in Old Town and ran along the river. I don’t know that either of us realized how much we’d missed that time until we started running. Meeting at least weekly during chemo to run was so much fun, we caught up on a lot of things and solved lots of the world’s problems. We weren’t fast—but ran the first mile pretty hard before taking a break to walk. After we finished our four miles and stopped at Starbucks, I could already feel my legs getting sore. But it’s a great sore. In the immortal words of Sally, I’m back in the game y’all. “Cancer can suck it.”
Run Lipstick Chemo 