I have been very hesitant to write about my health changes on a public forum. Sadly, I worry I will fail and look like a quitter. Trust me, willpower isn't my strong suit. The problem is that my new routine is such a large part of my life right now that I feel compelled to write about it. I can't seem to find my journal, so I suppose I will write it out in blog form. Plus only like five people read this thing and they're close friends who love and support me either way. So without further adieu, life as I know it...
A few months ago I was just about my highest weight, 180. Didn't particularly mind though. I felt okay, learned to love my body, and ate like a person like me loves to eat. I truly do believe that all we have is this one short life to live, and trying to adhere to other people's standards of beauty by running on a ratmill every day is a pathetic waste of it. The idea of spending my days eating boiled chicken instead of indulging in all the delectable bounty this plant has to offer, holds no interest to me at all. It's a yummy yummy world, I intend to enjoy it.
All would be well with my plan to live a rich enjoyable life but for the fact that I have Crohn's Disease. I was diagnosed with it when I was about 15. What goes on is that I have a malfunctioning small intestine. For reasons that doctor's have no clue about, my immune system chooses to attack my intestinal tract. The leading theories are, stress, heredity, diet, and environmental factors. Can't be cured, and it can spread to other organs, most commonly joints and eyes. Thank god that hasn't happened to me, the idea of loosing my vision is terrifying. There are lots of fun symptoms for us folks, but the ones I get to enjoy are, diarrhea, bloody stools, fatigue, anemia, 20 trips a day to the bathroom, accidents (though it's been a few years), nerve problems, bloating, migraines, hemorrhoids, inflammation, malabsorption, and best of all, daily searing pain. The majority of people with Crohn's have to have feet of intestine cut out, and, after so many surgery's, we get the joy of being attached to a colostomy bag. Many years of internal scarring puts us at a high risk of cancer, which claims the majority of us around middle age. I can't believe Ken liked me with all my issues. :)
I seem to have to have problems most with stress and bad diet. When I was young my mother and father didn't want to put me on pills, so they figured out what my body could handle, one food at a time. When I grew up I stopped following the diet, and took steroids for flair ups.
A few months ago I had the mother of all flair ups, and made the decision to go back to the diet. I really have to start taking care of myself. I don't want to die young. At all. Plus, I'm just sick of the pain. Okay the breakdown is, all meats are okay, most fruits (those with less sugar) are okay in moderation, all except the higher starch veggies are okay, hard cheeses are fine, eggs, and nuts are fine. I absolutely cannot have sugar, corn syrup, or honey. Can't have any breads, grains, potatoes, corn, or any dairy other than hard cheeses. If I stick to the diet like glue than almost all my symptoms go away. Stray, and I feel it.
It's been pretty hard to stick to the diet, but I do feel really good these days. I also decided to pick up running/walking. Why not right? My Dad is a runner and I've always loved it.
My thought is that if I always give myself the option to walk, at least I'll be doing something. Can I just say that I love running so so much! I am excited to go everyday and now I'm at 3 miles a day without stopping. I've decided I'm going to run a 10k next summer. There's something about running that just makes my feel goods happy. Plus a lot of my friends have joined up, which is the cherry on the cake.
As it turns out, not being able to eat the crap junk food anymore is such a fantastic thing. Fruit tastes like bliss these days and I have been enjoying the summer fruits with new eyes and taste buds. The farmer's market down here is about to open up and I can hardly contain myself! I shouldn't wear a hat that day because I'll end up throwing it in the air with joy like Mary Tyler Moore.
The only frustrating thing is that I dropped 20 pounds, gained 2 back, and have stopped loosing weight for the last week or two. I'd kinda like to switch diets but I can't, and I really don't want to do anything but run. I might have to go get some weights for my arms and legs to run with. I'm sure as hell not going to give up.
I guess that's about all of it. Oh, I did want to mention my current craving. I would really love a big bowl of Thai curry over sticky rice. I am really starting to miss rice in general.
My favorite new healthy treat this week is mango slices sprinkled with cinnamon. I have been loving on the mango's in general, and thought it might be good, now I can't get enough. Sweet things compliment cinnamon well so they're almost always paired together, so when eating mango's with cinnamon it feels like you're eating a dessert. Yummmm!