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Ain’t that some mess?
How about it only pours down rain for the 20 minutes of my run — right between the warmup and cooldown. That’s crap. Not that I don’t like rain. I love it. But since I wear glasses, I don’t love running in it, because then I can’t see. At all. Still managed to be a great run, although I did make the mistake of wearing a white shirt. Mmm, time for yoga. More on running soon; I read a great article in Runner’s World today by Kristin Armstrong.
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The last thing I remember is the oxygen tube…
Yesterday I had an endoscopy (EGD?) to check for ulcers and an ultrasound to check for gall stones. Both were negative. Last Friday, it was an abdominal and pelvic CT scan (without contrast). All my organs were normal. Repeated blood tests show low white blood cell counts, indicating it may be viral. What is it? Sharp, persistent abdominal pain, accompanied by strong nausea (but no vomiting). Not burning, like heartburn. It doesn’t move, like trapped air might. Nexium and other acid-reducers don’t help. I don’t remember the name of my new medicine, but so far, it just makes me dizzy and sleepy. The endoscopy came with a dose of Demerol.…
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First ride of the “season”
With the weather looking beyond gorgeous this weekend, I filled by bike tires with air and went for a ride yesterday. I set a comfortably slow pace, and rode for about 90 minutes, getting in 16 miles. First, that’s the furthest I’ve ever ridden. Second, that’s the longest I’ve ever been in the saddle. My butt didn’t even hurt until I sat in an auditorium for a couple of hours later that night. This morning, of course, my butt-bones are achy and my legs still have that happy tingle. The cool thing was getting to see parts of Terre Haute I hadn’t seen before. I got lost on my way…
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A fat rant
The visible comments on YouTube for this comment are not enlightening — your typical array of, “Yeah, don’t hate fat people!” “Fat people are all going to die at age 30 of heart attacks!” and “Fatty fatty fat fat!” Yeah. Anyway. I think she raises some valid points. A lot of people do put their lives on hold for an arbitrary weight. Plenty of people who’ve been overweight for years or decades have no realistic idea of what their “ideal” weight should healthily be, but they get fixated on some number (usually around 130 lb. for women) and strive to hit it, closing their eyes to how they look or…
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Running past failure
I ran today! It wasn’t far and it certainly wasn’t fast, but I ran. Running, to me, symbolizes the signs of being healthy. If I can run fast, then I’ve gotten strong, I’ve mastered my asthma, and I can push myself in the short-term. If I can run long, then I’ve learned the balance between speed and distance; I’ve been able to overcome muscular problems; I’m eating well enough that my tummy can take being jostled for a while. For the last two years, if I can even bring myself to lace up my shoes, then I’ve won a mental battle for my health. I’ve done it maybe 50 times…