No worries, I'm fine. After I stopped moving -- and got my medal -- I couldn't inhale deeply without my "emphysemic seal" cough. The medical volunteers were awesome. A man saw me and asked if I was okay. "I can't breathe," I said. He flags down someone else for a wheelchair, gets me in and… Continue reading Welp, that was a first, or a Visit to the Med Tent
Wide awake and thinking about warm weather, girls weekend, slot machines and sunrises.