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I just ran four miles along the Charles. It felt soooooooo good!!! It was my first time running in forever – since just before surgery, which was almost eight weeks ago.  And when I say running, it was back to my very beginning – walk/run intervals of one minute each the entire time. It was also the first time running that I didn’t have to pull my hair back in a pony tail, which kind of hurt, but at least it is easier – no hair in my face! 

As I got ready to go for my run, I had a mini-heart attack thinking my iPod was  also in my stolen backpack, but thank goodness it wasn’t – and that my running shoes weren’t either! There are certain things I HAVE to have with me to be happy and comfortable on my runs:

  • My iPod – can’t run without music
  • My GymBoss – interval timer – best little thing in the world. So simple, it clips on, you can set for any intervals and it doesn’t interfere with your music or phone – only $20 at www.gymboss.com
  • My phone set on MapMyRun so it calculates everything from where I am to how far I’ve run, what my average pace is, current pace, etc. (and for safety and occasional texting)
  • Water – duh, must stay hydrated
  • Chapstick if I can find somewhere to put it
  • Sunglasses or a hat
  • My keys (kind of important to get back in the house) 

I know – who AM I??? Running and I have always had a love/hate relationship. For the first 37 years of my life it was mainly hate. I was never really athletic – was always the overweight young girl (kids called me thunder thighs in fifth grade) and never lost that feeling of being chubby, even when I wasn’t any more – still look in the mirror and just see a fat face. And when we had to run a mile in school, I was always amongst the slowest and wheezing away – long before I had asthma.

But I saw how incredible  Tara looked as she ran (and did pilates and ate right) off 60 pounds in the last couple years and I thought it might just be a necessary evil to try.  And I had been supporting our Boston Marathon Running Team at work and have great role models in Phil, Matt, Kai, Andrew, Steph and others who made it actually look fun.

So in the fall I tried it, starting with a Couch to 5k program recommended by my boss who had recently started running, too. I soon abandoned that for my GymBoss, though as  I wanted to do it at my own pace. It wasn’t easy, but it did make me feel better and I fairly quickly started dropping the pounds – and the dress sizes. Overall, it was more than 20 pounds and about four dress sizes. And that was with hardly watching what I ate at all – just running intervals (usually 3 or 4 minutes run to 1 minute walk for 3-5 miles, 3 or 4 times  a week).  

That was one of my frustrations about this damned disease – that I would have to stop running for a while and I didn’t know if I’d ever be able to really get back into it again – since it took me 37 years the first time! But I’ve actually been chomping at the bit – especially since I heard I had to have chemo and the steroids would make me put on weight, and since I found I still love food, even when it tastes bad during chemo (figures, huh?). I do not want to be fat again. It’s going to be bad enough being bald and pimply (also thanks to the steroids) and not being able to get a good tan. Never mind not having real boobs – I have to do something!!!

So I must run whenever I am feeling up to it. Tara practically glowed when I announced to my wig party friends that Dr. H had given me the ok to start running again. “I never thought I’d hear you say that and sound so excited!” (And Tina and Vanessa just smirked and shook their heads. 😉 ) Actually, it was the very first thing I asked him when he walked in the room and I was so excited I barely noticed the huge expansion syringes.

But boy do I feel the expansions now! As soon as I started the first ‘run’ interval and put my arms in the running motion, it hurt! Especially my right side. But while the pain did stay through the entire run, it actually eased a bit; it didn’t get worse. So maybe the running will help that, too. My feet also hurt a bit at the beginning, but felt better after the first mile or so. It’s funny the things you don’t think about, though – like how it isn’t even easy to do the same pre- and post-run stretches that I did before surgery. I must remember to keep doing my PT exercises – between those and running, eventually my body will be back to normal! (Ok, maybe I’ll need to learn to eat a little better, too – so many things to work on!)

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For the first time in what seems like forever, I woke up yesterday feeling good. With a clear head, feeling hardly any pain (just expansion ones), I actually felt like me. I had energy, I felt like I actually could concentrate and get things done at work, and I forgot about being sick for a little while. It’s only when I catch my reflection in glass that I’m reminded.

I’m excited. I know this is for a limited time, but I am counting on feeling this way until round two starts on July 3. And I am going to cherish every minute. I am so thankful – it means I can really pack and run and work and just be me for the next week and a half!

Tonight I met some old friends from National Grid for dinner. It was so good to catch up with them and enjoy food without being nauseous and have a drink without being concerned about medications and to stay out past 9 p.m. without being exhausted. I even elected to walk home because it was such a beautiful night in the city and I wanted to enjoy every second of this good feeling. And then out of the blue, halfway down Newbury St., a cute young guy stopped me and gave me a flower. I started to say no thank you and then changed my mind and graciously accepted it. Why not? We both smiled and wished each other a good night. A really nice ending to my day – and a sign of good days ahead!

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Today definitely got better than my early morning and T ride to work, which is when I wrote that last post. Many of my closest friends and family joined me at my afternoon wig fitting at Dana-Farber. A picture tells a thousand words, right? So I posted a slideshow below of pictures Tina took during the fitting. Yes, it was hard (teared up at one point, but held strong – and thank you, V, for telling me you’re proud of me – way to make me teary again!), but they all kept me smiling and laughing. Hard not to, with some of those wig choices! I was at times:

  • Kim Kardashian
  • Snooki
  • A retired high school secretary
  • Alivia (we took a pic of me and Nick with another camera, Livy – we’ll send it to you!)
  • Jennifer Garner in Alias
  • A Russian spy
  • Me in 8th grade

I’m sure I’m missing some, but you get the idea. It was fun. And I picked one. And it’s perfectly nice. But it’s not me. I never thought I’d be the type to just go bald and live with it, but I very well may. By the time we got to dinner, I already had the wig tied back in a pony tail. And first thing when I walked in the apartment, I threw it on the table. It feels like a hat. Hard to get used to.

But maybe I will. Maybe I’ll get more. A blond one. A long one. The American Cancer Society has a non-profit wig site which is much more affordable (my insurance covered this first one, thank goodness) and maybe I’ll embrace it and have fun. Maybe test different ones at local bars and see which draws the most attention… It’s not like people who see me every day, like folks at work, will think a wig is my real hair anyway, so why not change it like I change my shoes?

For now, while I still have my own hair (albeit very short), I think that’s what I’ll go with. And we’ll see how I feel each day when I wake up. Because I think that’s all I can do for right now.

But thank you, thank you, thank you, to all who joined me today (especially Hannah, Allegra, Sydney and Nadia – I know this is all very strange for young girls!) and made me laugh and smile, I love you all and so appreciate you taking your afternoon for this! And thank you to those who wanted to join us but weren’t able, both near and far, you were with us in spirit and thought and I hope you laugh at the pictures… xo

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p.s. In between the wig fitting and dinner, I visited Dr. H and got my next expansion – a few more ounces in each breast. Hey: it’s the beginning of cleavage! Very happy to be growing in that area, but already starting to feel the pain. Should be a fun few days – but it’s worth it!

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