I’m a sickly person. Seriously, I’m allergic to everything living, I’m an asthmatic, and my body refuses to tolerate cow dairy. In the third grade I had strep throat 13 times, they tested me for everything, and determined, I’m just a sickly person.
5 years ago, I was in my first year of Grad school, and upon returning from history’s tamest long weekend in Vegas, I started to feel like I was coming down with something. While I hate being sick, this was badly timed: I was leaving for San Fran and Napa on my first trip with my boyfriend the next day.
Over the course of the next week, I got progressively more ill, and ended up on antibiotics when I got back to Pittsburgh, a few days later, I was only getting worse, so they put me on steroids. Fast forward a few more days, and I could barely get out of bed without getting so winded that I needed a nap. When I went back to the doctor again, they sent me immediately to the hospital, where within an hour I was admitted, hooked up to breathing treatments and IV steroids.
The bottom half of my lungs had stopped moving air completely. I spent 4 nights in the hospital before they finally let me leave. At the time, I literally lived across the street from the hospital, at most 200 yards door to door, and yet I couldn’t walk that far. It took me weeks to get back to normal (months for my voice to one back to normal), and it was more than 6 months before I was back to my normal workouts.
A year later I completed my first half-marathon (still my PR) and I vowed I would never let myself back to that point again. At the time I had a few extra pounds on my small frame, but wasn’t focused on my overall health. I wasn’t sleeping like I should, definitely wasn’t focused on eating healthy to support my immune system, and wasn’t as active as necessary.
I’ve gone through fits and starts of being focused on my health & well-being over the last 5 years. I’ve completed 4 half-marathons, but have a tendency to stop running for months after I finish one. My life has changed dramatically over the last 4 months, and I finally realized in every attempt to be healthy and stay on track with being active and fit, I’ve always forgotten the most important thing: happiness. So this time around, that’s a big part of what I focus on every day. Bringing health, happiness, and well-being together makes me, a better me. And hopefully a little less sickly.
What drove a positive change in your life? And what keeps you going?