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Thankful Things Thursday: Comeback Time
Confession: For the past month, I’ve dreaded Thursdays. With that whole lame Crohn’s Disease thing coming at me full force, I found it difficult to push past how my body was feeling in an effort to think happy thoughts.
But guess what?
So game on, friends. Time to be thankful, because it’s a beautiful day in NYC and life is good.
I’m thankful Remicade Day went so smoothly yesterday. I made it to the hospital on time, got set up in my reclining chair, got the IV in with no problem (well, I didn’t, but my fabulous nurse did) and proceeded to pass out hard for the entire 3-hour infusion process. I was so grateful for the extra sleep. Normally I have a hard time getting comfortable — my left arm stays outstretched with a catheter in it, after all — but I got all cozy in the fetal position with a bunch of blankets and pillows and I was set. Remicade success!
I’m thankful my days have been productive. I’m a procrastinator at work, and with looming deadlines, I’ve been forced to crank stuff out this week. As a result, the days have flown by.
I’m thankful for spinning. Aren’t I always? Last night’s class wasn’t great because there was a sub in for my favorite instructor and I wasn’t really feeling her music or her slightly see-through pants. But everyone was working hard (and the AC was not) and the room got completely steamy from the abundance of sweat. Great success. My legs are still sore from this weekend’s race, but spinning is helping.
I’m thankful that my Fairfield Half Marathon race photos don’t totally depict the misery I was in over the course of 13.1 miles. I won’t be purchasing any, but they’re not as horrid as I expected.
The video footage, however? That should be hilarious.
I’m thankful I was in bed close to 10:30 pm last night. I am making a conscious effort going forward to get more sleep, and although I didn’t actually get to sleep until much later, I was horizontal by 10:30. Yes, I can function just fine on 5 hours of sleep a night — but you’re all right that I’ll be much stronger if I’m getting a few extra hours in there. (Plus, I’ll count the Remicade sleep toward yesterday’s total if you’ll all allow it.)
I’m thankful that this morning’s run was exactly what I needed. I’ve been craving a solid run and between stressful races and a stupid stomach, it just hadn’t happened. But this morning, I got the run I’ve wanted.
Coach Cane asked for “some intensity” today: one mile warm-up, one lap of the Reservoir at my marathon goal pace (I don’t even know what that is yet, honestly), one lap of the Reservoir at my half marathon goal pace (8:00) and a one mile cool-down.
You got it, Coach.
I took the warm-up easy (since it’s all uphill to the park anyway), then sustained a moderate pace for the first Reservoir lap. My stomach felt fine. The weather was perfect. The breeze of the water was cool. So when I started the second lap, I kicked it up — and I held on for dear life.
Since the Reservoir loop is about 1.5 miles, these splits don’t totally make sense based on what I was doing, but I did the entire second lap never going slower than 8:05. I even cruised at a 7:50 for a little while. It felt so good to push myself.
I’m not healed yet. There’s still progress to be made. But dang did today’s run give me a major confidence boost.
I’m thankful Summer Fridays start tomorrow! At my office we get to leave on Fridays at 1 pm between July 4th and Labor Day. So not only do I get to skip out early tomorrow, I also get to finally get my long-anticipated massage. I cannot wait.
I’m thankful for bright colors. Always.
I’m thankful I leave for Orlando on Saturday. I’m headed out of town for a work trip and will be there for five full days — some working, some playing. I can’t wait to get out of the city for a bit and am excited to spend some quality time with Goofy, Donald and the Tower of Terror. I’m not necessarily excited about running in the Florida heat while I’m there, but I’ll survive.
I’m thankful for pitas and hummus. It’s pretty much my main food group these days.
I’m thankful for cold showers. After this morning’s run, my shower was the most wonderful, refreshing thing ever.
I’m thankful for dark chocolate covered almonds. I ate almost an entire bag yesterday afternoon but saved just enough for my inevitable sweet tooth craving that should hit right around 3 pm today.
I’m thankful for nice people.
I’m thankful the steroids are working. Peace out, Crohn’s Disease. Don’t come back for a while, because I hate you, and I will always beat you. Every single time.
YOUR TURN! What are you thankful for today?