Remember last night when I was all, “I’m going to get in that Remicade chair and be sooooo productive and awesome?”
That definitely didn’t happen at all.
My day started off with a comfortable 3-mile run per Coach Cane’s training plan.
I was so glad I wasn’t required to do more than three miles this morning because my legs felt heavy and my body was tired. I was glad I beat the rain though!
After my run, I got ready super fast and was off to St. Luke’s—Roosevelt Hospital for my Remicade treatment.
I’ve written about this before, but basically I get this IV infusion every eight weeks in an attempt to keep my Crohn’s Disease in remission. (Click here to read more about the process.)
To be honest, I’m still not totally sold on the process. I’ve been getting the treatment for a few years now and last year I still managed to have two really bad flare-ups.
Dr. Blank says to keep going, so I keep going.
I brought lots of work with me today, but as soon as I got comfortable in that chair and my IV was in, I passed out.
And I passed out hard.
I didn’t wake up until two hours later, when the nurse said I was all done and could go to work.
Luckily I did some To Do list tackling once I got to the office.
But I’m pretty sure my deep sleep was a sign from my body.
“Get more stinkin’ rest, Ali.”
The remainder of my day went just fine. Work was busy, busy, busy, and after work I went to the gym for some weights and spinning.
Spinning felt oh-so-good.
Lately I’ve been using spin class less as a major cardio effort and more as a recovery period from all the running. It feels good to stick at a moderate resistance instead of pushing it too hard, and to basically just flush out my legs for 45 minutes.
And yet, I still manage to sweat like a beast.
Attractive Ali. No no one calls me that… It’s not surprising, since I spin for 45 minutes and my face is red for the next 48 hours.
I went out to dinner tonight and chowed down on a burger and sweet potato fries. You know what the best part of marathon training is going to be? Carb loading, from now until September.
Confession: I’ve been carbo loading since I was born. Marathon training is just an excuse to make it seem more acceptable.
In other news, my toilet keeps flushing itself, so I’m off to channel my inner plumber (or just turn my music up so I can’t hear it) and get into bed with my latest obsession: Tina Fey’s Bossypants book. It’s hilarious. I’m only about 50 pages in and have already laughed in public no fewer than eight times.
IT WOULD BE NICE TO KNOW: What’s your carbo loading food of choice? I’m usually a pasta girl, but that big, juicy burger tonight really hit the spot.