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Coulda, Shoulda, Woulda - Did

Many moons ago, pre-big brain, I put together a bucket list. It is a list of things that, for some reason or another, made its way into a blog post of things that I want to accomplish. After many months of not being sure of how much longer I would be alive, or even if I would be able to walk, I started to revisit this list to see what I can accomplish now. Some things I know I may never finish, for instance I have to demonstrate to the FAA that I am medically able to fly before I can even think about being a pilot in command again. (That will, one day, be an expensive process that may not turn out how I want it to.) But, there are things on here that I don't want to say I should have done this or I wish I would have done that - those things, I can do now.

Big Brains With 13.1 Mile Goals

A few years ago, Disney expanded its sports offerings to include themed races; one of those, is the Princess half-marathon. Amy, my Maid of Honor, and I have talked about running it for years. It is always been one of those things we should do. (I hate the word should. It is evil, but that is for another post.) The registration for the 2012 Princess race opened 4.5 months after my surgery and I was feeling really good. So, Amy and I decided to run it.

When we went to register for the half - the first time - I had a little scare that day with some new potential Chiari symptoms. We were going to potentially put the marathon on hold until the next year, but decided to see what Dr W said. A few days, and several MRIs later, we learned it really is all in my head and I have nothing to worry about. My surgeon gave me a great pep talk and told me that my scans look fantastic. There was a collective sigh of relief because we were worried about the dreaded "S" word conversation again.

Once surgery was out of the question, we were on cloud 9 and Amy and I started training for the half. We'll be running through all of the Disney World parks in February. All 13.1 miles of it. I'll have to battle Princesses, Prince Charming, and evil step-sisters to finish the race. And I will cross that finish line - I may be crawling; but darn it, I am going to finish.

What's Next?

Become a mini-Martha. Well, sorta - I've taken to my own interpretation of this. I still don't cook (unless you define cooking as ordering take-out or making espresso) and I don't really want to tackle anything in the kitchen at the moment. But, I started making everything in our apartment environmentally friendly. I now make cleaning supplies (sprays, laundry detergent, dishwasher soap, etc) so we aren't exposing ourselves to unnecessary chemicals. I already have enough malformations, I don't need anymore from things that are easily preventable. Since I really like the products I've created, I decided to set-up a little etsy shop and a farmers' market booth. I am going to count that as becoming a mini-Martha.

My Coulda, Woulda, Shoulda list is dwindling. There are things on this list, like meeting the Bo Obama, that I think some friends can help me with. ::nudge, nudge:: So, that is my next goal. With how much I obsess over dogs, how can I NOT meet the first dog? (Isn't Bo adorable in that photo!?!) I am hoping I get to meet Bo on our White House Tour next weekend with our Caen, France Sister City Delegation. Everyone keep your fingers crossed!