dog days of summer

I can’t believe it’s getting towards the end of July already. Summer is going way too fast. That being said, we’re doing our best to enjoy every last day! Over the weekend we went to the dog off leash park at Chatfield. The puppies don’t like this place at all…

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Hope your Wednesday is as awesome as you are! Don’t forget to enjoy the little things in life.


Tell me about the last fun “summery” thing you did!

It ain’t easy being wheezy

So yesterday morning I did something kind of stupid. I forgot to take my inhaler before my morning miles.

it aint easy being wheezy

I’ve taken an inhaler for running (and one for everyday maintenance) for pretty much 6 year now.

Sometimes I forget how much I need to take my  inhaler because I don’t seem to notice the effect now, but TRUST ME, it’s really really really important that I take my inhaler before even attempting a mile.

Yesterday morning I had to be at work by 8am. I woke up not planning on running because I thought I’d be too short of time because of the morning traffic. But I was having a really hard time shaking the “sleepies” off. Coffee just wasn’t doing it for me. So I decided to pop out for a quick 5K to wake myself up – I figured I’d have just enough time to do that, shower and hop in my car to sit in traffic. I was in such a hurry to get out the door for my quick run that I forgot to take my usual 2 puffs of albuterol. 

This is what the result was:

First .25 – “wow my legs feel great, what a beautiful morning, so glad I decided to hop out for a quick run, this is definitely going to wake me up and I’m going to have a super day”

Second .25 – “huh, feeling a little short of breath.”

Third .25 – “holy crap I forgot my inhaler”

fourth .25 – “I’m pretty sure I sound like a squeeky toy trying to breath through a straw”

Mile 1 – “I need to walk for a second so I don’t pass out”

Mile 1.25 – “okay, I still don’t feel better…at least jogging home at this point will get me there faster”

Mile 1.5 – “try breathing through your nose. Nope NOPE NOPE. DEFINITELY NOT A GOOD PLAN”

Mile 1.75 – “I wonder how annoyed Jonah would be if I called him to come pick me up…it’s already 5:45am…so its not that early”

Mile 2 – “who am I kidding. He’s so sound asleep he wouldn’t even hear my call”

Mile 2.25 – “great I can cut home here and not do the full 5K….I think I’m going to pass out or throw up. Either one”

Mile 2.5 – “I’m never going to make it up the stairs to our apartment to get to my inhaler. I’m going to die at the bottom of these stairs”

Good news…I made it up the stairs. Found my inhaler. And felt much much much better.

Lesson learned: taking my inhaler is critical. I cannot run even a mile without needing it. I have asthma and I cannot forget that, even when my asthma doesn’t bother me for months – it just means my inhaler is doing its job.