Hope everyone had a great Wednesday. I like to call these days, “Warrior Wednesdays”. They only come every six weeks/ every time the Crohn’s starts knocking at the door, and they’re infusion days.
How I make Warrior Wednesdays not suck even though I’m strapped to an IV pole for hours: Naps. OH. And Pizza. Specifically, Pink’s (In Austin it was HomeSlice) or the cheap frozen kind from Trader Jo’s which is surprisingly delicious. I’m gonna feel gross and sleepy after the infusion anyway, so I may as well eat some greasy, bad comfort food. Warrior Wednesdays have been dubbed, “Pizza Day” by my close friends and family. Today I added cupcakes while I watched Usain Bolt and the Canadian guy blaze right into the finals. Normally I binge watch Gilmore Girls before/after napping. No shame.
Also, friendly reminder to be kind to yourself. Less weight often isn’t equivalent to greater health. When I’m running a lot, I also eat a lot. I have muscle, which weighs much more than fat. I weigh around the mid-130s at optimal health. I was 124 lbs at this infusion, down nine pounds since my last infusion. What changed? I basically stopped physical activity and slowed eating. When I do eat, I haven’t been fueling with sufficient protein, healthy fats, or carbs. I eat whatever doesn’t nauseate me, e.g. plain cheerios (my inner dietetic student is cringing at myself). I’ve allowed myself to be consumed by stress. BUT IT IS ALL CHANGING. I’m going to be a do-er and not make a buncha false promises and list of noble intentions. I hear actions speak louder, so. Watch.
Keep moving forward 🙂 (even if you have to take some time to slow down and work through stress and life. That’s cool. But pick yourself up, get it togetha’. And then, one foot in front of the other. The world needs you)