Taking Fred out for a run

Not sure if I have shared this yet. But I am a new runner. One of those who just can't understand why everyone around me doesn't want to come rum with me.
Also - wondering why the heck it took ME so long to figure out how much I love it!

Hey - I never said it was pretty!!!!!
Will's School District's 5K, Oct 13th

I hadn't run since Monday and my body and mind were feeling it. I'm in no way fast (averaging a 12:30 mile) but I am improving.
Or at least I was.
So today's run was hard. For so many reasons.
Usually after I've had such a long time between runs I feel great. My legs are a little bouncy and I just really enjoy getting out there. But today I just wasn't feeling it.
I could feel Fred right from the beginning half mile walk to the trail. And he didn't feel happy at all.
And perhaps the Panda Express for lunch wasn't the best choice either - my belly was not happy either.
I had wanted to get in 4 miles - but then changed that down to 3, and by the time my Garmin beeped after the first mile I was contemplating turning around right then.
It hit me then - I have a tumor.
I HAVE a tumor. I have a TUMOR.
Things may need to change in my life. My life may never be the same.
And my dream of training for my first half in May (Colfax Marathon) may not be realistic.

Before today I was still in a bit of denial. I WILL run until I can't.
Today I may have seen that that could happen a lot sooner that I had ever imagined.
Colfax will still happen for me - but it may look a lot more like a walk than a run, and it probably wont look at all like the times that I was looking at last month.(dreaming of really!)

We braved the traffic to get Downtown on Thursday morning to see the Oncologist. (Actually - the traffic was great - so no more worries about morning appointments!)
Dr H was fantastic. I'm not sure what I expected, but somewhere down deep I was expecting to see some sort of 'generic' oncologist who really had never treated a Desmoid Tumor before.
Nope - not the case at all. She was very knowledgeable, and has treated them before so I felt safe in her arms!
I was pretty upfront about not wanting surgery - but she wants me to get another opinion, as its still the first course of action for most Desmoids. The Husband is a little grumpy at me for not even considering it.
I want radiation with a chemo chaser. Bet you ever heard anyone say that before, huh?!
My case will go before the Tumor Board on Thursday. Then the group of them will decide on the best course of treatment.
Yesterday the radiation department rang for an appointment - so maybe I'll get my way after all!

Hugs till next time
Megan