Thursday, January 17, 2013

My first 5k

Lasix no more. The fluid has seeped out of my body (well most of it) and I am back down to 108 lbs. I am excited for 2 reasons:

  1. Waddling around like a water balloon sucks.
  2. Now I can concentrate on gaining real weight - the healthy kind.
I'm definitely inhaling enough chow to put some on. Although, I'm likely only eating as much as a healthy person does - It's just so foreign to me. I'm pretty sure all I do is eat.

And when I'm not eating, I think about eating.

It's a good thing I plan on throwing my body around for the rest of my life in an attempt at exercise. I try to look like I know what I'm doing. I should also get some cool leg warmers and stuff. Those are "in", right?

Confidence babeee.

Speaking of exercise and this whole healthy life thing I got going on -

I did it! I registered for my first 5k! I'm participating in the Organ Donation Run and Walk in Halifax, NS. If you too want to be a super star and support such an amazing and literally life-saving cause, you can register here. It's on April 28th...if everything goes well, I will be home end of March/early April, which is in plenty of time.

If you're not up for participating, come on out and cheer! Strap yourself into some sort of homemade cheerleader outfit, complete with skirt if you want.

Grab a nice set of fluffified pompoms and crank your voice box to hiiiiigh.  

Feel free to chant something like, "Jess is cool". Or, you know, whatever...you think is appropriate.

"Squeegee has hawt red kicks."

"Love the new blowers."

"Recycle your organs."

Remember how I said I would not stop advocating for organ donation and Cystic Fibrosis? Well, I won't. Here's another news piece from my hometown paper: http://www.southshorenow.ca/archives/2013/011613/news/004_Lung_transplant_recipient_out_of_hospital_plans_test_of_endu.html.php

I forgot to mention something super cool that happened when I came home from the hospital. I have a really great cyster (CF friend), Megan, from Alberta. I talked about her once before; when I first came to Toronto she sent me a care package full of cool stuff.

When I got home and checked the mail, this was waiting for me:

And I intend to do just that

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