- D&D last night and our characters are up to level 11 which means they can do some really cool stuff. I can't believe we've kept this group going for more than a year, it's fun.
- I had a great six mile run yesterday, I made good time and felt really strong. Back home I was just stepping into the shower when I realized I forgot something so I attempted to reverse direction quickly before I got too wet. My balance wasn't good and I banged my left instep on the metal framing for the door. It's bruised so I've been icing it, taking ibuprofen, and keeping it elevated. I had grand plans of really recommitting to my exercise this week and now this. Also, hurting myself climbing out of the shower makes me feel old.
- This month's 'Runner's World' is a special issue subtitled 'Outrunning Cancer'. This is a little weird for me.
See, officially, I am a cancer survivor, which I think most of you know. I was diagnosed with thyroid cancer on June 2, 2009. At this time two years ago I had just gotten home from the hospital after the second surgery and was feeling hugely fragile. These days, no one notices my scar unless I point it out (though I still think it glows neon) and there's no indication that I've ever been sick. I was lucky that my treatment was straightforward and went well, so I always feel a little strange saying 'I had cancer' in a serious conversation because I didn't have to go through chemo, and I didn't lose all my hair; it was two months from diagnosis to remission for me. But, you know, it was still cancer. I still have to go through extra tests once a year for the rest of my life. I just won't win a head-to-head cancer-off, most of the time. It makes me realize how weird my relationship to the disease still is, since I regularly swing from feeling like it wasn't such a big deal to occasionally wanting to shout it from the rooftops.
It is interesting that my chosen 'sport' running has interrelated itself with the disease, whether through Team-in-Training or other fund raising organizations, or seeing survivors in the starting corrals wearing t-shirts saying "I beat.." whatever it is they had. Mostly I keep my mouth shut, and engage with other folks based on what they're putting out there. The whole thing is strange, it's just part of my reality now so it doesn't feel like it needs capitol letters or whispers anymore, but I find myself biting my tongue if I'm about to throw it into casual conversation. So far, I find myself avoiding my magazine this month, though I'm sure I'll eventually read through it cover to cover as I usually do.
- I am back at the theater that is a 20 mile commute from my apartment. This means that if I leave at 3:30 I'm there in 25 minutes or so, 4:00 is a 40 min drive, and 4:30 or later is an hour. So I leave early and then kill time at the other end. I have books to read and TV to watch, but does anyone have a suggestion for something I just have to check out?