Such as self-control when it comes to chocolate, peanut butter cup ice cream. You'd think by this point in my life, after all the pints of various flavors I have consumed, knowing full well the epic, gastric consequences of eating more than I should, equally aware that I have almost Never stopped before it was too late... You would think I might tone it back a little, or, better yet, Stop Buying Pints of Ice Cream. Yeah... No.
Instead, I continue to live for the moment and ignore the well-established precedent of post-cream pain. Anywhoo. Moving on, we have been having the loveliest spring here in Denver, Colorado. I mean, winter. It is winter. Frigid, howling zephyrs, all long down jackets and sad faces... But no, I can't even kid. While the East Coast is in the midst of a massive winter spectacle (2-plus feet of snow in Boston??), I am sitting in my apartment in a tanktop and with the windows thrown open. Only a few minutes ago, I was sitting out on my balcony in my tanktop while I digested. Spring. And yet, due to an most unfortunate bike-related spill in early January, on the one day winter hit Denver, I have not been running outside. Until today, I haven't even been running inside. Ugh. I did, however, start lifting more to at least do something good for my body while I let me knee heal. So, my biceps are gigantic. True story. Today, though, I had had enough and hopped onto the treadmill and busted out One entire mile! And then I went and lifted some more because I didn't want to exacerbate the still-niggling pain in my knee. But One whole mile! It was fine, too. I really just stopped because my knee is stupid. Since I still bike everywhere every day, my aerobic capacity tends to not decrease too much on extended run-leaves. Yet another reason to lock up your car and throw away the key! Fitness!
So I am slowly starting to run again, key word being slowly. But I miss it like crazy. I am also beyond excited for the sun's rising earlier and setting later every day. Soon, soon it will be Actual spring and I will be all healthy and ready to rock those 6-milers and beyond once more.
In other news, I still have no globulins (*shakes head). But I say, "screw them." Perhaps I'm not better off without them, but I am managing quite well on my own, thank you very much. So well, in fact, that I traveled half-way around the world in a little aluminum can surrounded by other people and their germies, then spent ten days in two foreign countries, exploring, eating cheese, eating more cheese, wandering around, taking photos, eating some more cheese... Then traveled back to Denver in another little aluminum tube surrounded once more by germies and their peoples. And I did NOT get sick. At all. For sure, got an upset stomach from all the cheese, but returned home triumphant and healthy and reluctant. (Italy was Incredible! Must go back...) In fact, it wasn't until two days ago that I began to feel like something was attacking my chest and head. Pretty sure I picked up whatever it was from this absurd child who was hacking all over the place at a super bowl showing I went to on Sunday. I almost wrung her little neck.
The moral of This story is that two days later, I am back to normal. Whatever my normal is, anyway. My head is still a bit congested, but then, I am always a bit congested. But... Could it be...? Could this focus on so-called "whole foods", the fruits, veggies and kale I've been trying to eat more of, actually be working to keep me healthy? ("healthy.") I finally met with an immunologist on Wednesday. His gospel was that I unequivocally need the IvIG infusions and may forever. I still have some terrible unresolved intestinal issues, so, I am okay receiving the infusions for now. Hopefully they'll help my gut! But perhaps I can avoid the pesky upper respiratory infections and sinus infections and the flu and pneumonia and cytomegalovirus and what have you all on my own, all by following a diet focused on Plants. Could it really be that easy?
I sure hope so, because that is what I intend to study for the next three or four years. Anyway, that is where I am at today. Ran a mile, kicked a cold, time to head out for a cute date with my super cute boyfriend. (Who is, himself, fighting a bug. But he'll pull through. I hope.) Best of luck to everyone I know and love out east... Stay safe, stay warm, get all cuddly and cozy this weekend, then go and enjoy the snow. Don't forget your vitamin D. Peace, love!