Venom of the Greenery Variety

Before deciding upon Venom of the Greenery Variety as a title, I was also contemplating Bitch of an Itch.  Each are accurate.

I was born and raised in Maine, and I have never lived in another state.  Other than a brief stint of city living, I’ve lived the majority of my 33 years in small towns, enjoying the quiet and beauty of country living.  I’m not so country that I own dairy cows, nor do I drive a dusty and rusty pickup truck stereotypically depicted in most cowboy-esque twangy country tunes.  However, I do live rurally, surrounded by nature and woodland creatures; it is abnormal to not see deer or turkeys in the yard, and just last night, there was a fox hanging out under one of my ancient and ginormous oak trees.

It is most surprising then, that for the first time in 33.5 years of life, I’ve recently encountered my very first bout with poison ivy or poison oak or poison sumac; whatever it is, it’s poisonous.  What began as a dot on my neck Thursday, became a line by Friday. On Monday morning, I was peppered in it: neck, chest, arms, legs, wrists, and hands.  Now, just because I live near the woods does not imply that I spend a lot of time in the boscage.  In fact, this is the summer that I have devoted to spending more time out of doors with the purpose of becoming more accustomed to the heat and humidity, and also because I find most aspects of nature to be beautiful, and I miss out on much of that allurement by spending the majority of my time inside.

Though I have spent more time outside this summer, I know for certain that I have not traipsed through the venomous greenery.  So, just how did I get the ivy of the poison variety?  Radin.  Radin gave me poison ivy; it is the only feasible explanation.  Oh, how I do wish my unfortunate tale has an exciting backstory, but alas, it does not.  I got poison ivy from my dog.  However, in all of its lackluster, the true story maintains that I’m “that person.”

I’m “that person” who, if it’s going to happen to someone, it’s going to happen to me.  Over the course of the last year or so, I have been dealt an absurd hand of cards:

  • An allergic reaction to facial cleanser that resulted in my eyes being swollen closed for the better part of a week or more.
  • A tumble on the pavement when my parents’ boxer, Gracie, caught a bout of the zoomies.
    • Q: What was in it for me?
    • A: Battered and bruised bones and scrapes and skinless patches.
  • A freak and unprecedented fainting spell whereby I hit my noggin and was left with a concussion, which I still face symptoms from to this day.
  • And now, bitchin’ itchin’.

Probably the most disappointing, other than the itch and pain and overall frustration, is that I had to opt out of the 4th of July 5K I had been so looking forward to running – I had such an awesome red, white, and blue tutu picked out for the event!  However, the rational Amy concluded that the 98 degree weather, coupled with the humidity and my streaming, salty sweat (A+ for alliteration!), would make me feel even worse and allow the rash to spread even more.  I’m almost finished with my Prednisone, and the poison laced patches are now dry so I think I can start to exercise vigorously again.

I have not had a decent run or workout since last Thursday, and while lying in bed, doped up on Benadryl, I remembered that the David Payne Memorial Run (7.2 miles) is July 23rd, and Beach to Beacon (10K) is August 4th.  I am now in full blown panic mode as it’s my modus operandi to doubt my ability, especially when I’ve been forced to slow down in my training.

It’s amazing the havoc a single week down-and-out can wreak on one’s confidence.

 

 

 

 

 

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2017 Dempsey Challenge

I have just taken the time to create my Dempsey Challenge fundraising page!

“Thank you for visiting my personal fundraising page for the 2017 Dempsey Challenge! I’m participating in the Dempsey Challenge to spread hope, raise funds and awareness, and support everyone who is impacted by cancer. Please consider supporting me in my efforts by making a donation; no amount is too small to make a difference!

Every dollar of your donation directly benefits the Dempsey Center, a leader in quality of life care for individuals and families impacted by cancer. Thank you for helping me reach my goal!

In 2016, I ran my first Dempsey Challenge event (and my very first 10K!), and immediately after I crossed the finish line, I knew that I would sign up for 2017’s DC event.  I was originally inspired to run the DC after my Uncle Ron passed; he and his wife (my aunt) received so much, in the way of support and services, from the Patrick Dempsey Center for Cancer Hope and Healing.  Along the way, I dedicated distances to and sent up prayers for those who have fought / are fighting the fight.

Because of kindness, selflessness, and the generosity of people like you, I was able to raise $500.01 last year, and I would love to match or even exceed this amount in 2017.  No donation is too small; please consider donating $1.00 – $2.00 – it adds up quickly, and it goes to such a great cause.  This year, just like in 2016, I am more than happy to dedicate a portion of the run to your loved one who has been affected by cancer.

I am once again running the 10K (6.2 miles), and though the run is months away, I have already started the hard work (training) and the fundraising.  Your donation is greatly appreciated; if you are unable to donate, sharing my information / site is equally appreciated!

From the bottom of my heart, THANK YOU.”

Though it is “only” May, I have already begun training for the DC 2017 (October 7th).  I completed my first DC / 10K in 77 minutes, and I want to improve upon my time.  Last year, I waited until what some would consider the last possible minute to get ready, but this year, I am more focused and dedicated than ever, not only to the 10K, but also to the shorter distances along the way.  With my first 5K less than a month away, I have been consistently hitting the pavement (or the treadmill in inclement weather).  Consistency is key!

I am posting my Dempsey Challenge info. here, in all its glory, in hopes that readers who happen to stumble upon my blog will donate a dollar or share my info.  I appreciate either (or both) very, VERY much.