I was going to write about the virtues of cooking with beer. But that post will just have to wait. Because yesterday, my super friend Natalie ran her first marathon, raising an outstanding $10,000 for Lupus research. So yes, we can talk about hops another time.
While this post doesn’t have much to do with low sodium food (other than perhaps the fact that Natalie had quite a large, cheesy pasta dinner the night before the race), it does have a lot to do with me (hello!) and the disease that led me to writing this blog (thank you very much).
I think it is safe to say that I approach my low sodium needs without apologies, without fear, and without limits. But I have realized that, at least lately, when it comes to my disease, I have not been as daring.
Seven years ago, my life not only changed, it was almost lost. And the fact that unexpected lightening struck me once didn’t leave me feeling safer, but more scared that it could strike again. At any time.
Obviously, this fear doesn’t keep me from doing much. I work. I travel. I play. But lately, I do it with trepidation and sometimes insecurity, unsure if my health will hold up or if my relationships will stay strong. Which frankly, is not much way to live life at all. Especially a life that you were given a second chance at.
So that leads me to New York and Natalie and her 26 miles. As she raced for a cure this weekend, I finally slowed down with my disease. With wonderful people like Natalie – and the many researchers, doctors, and organizations searching for answers – I’m sure there will be a miracle on the market in the near future. But in the meantime, I have Lupus and all of its fun mysteries, aches, and pains, and Natalie reminded me that I also have wonderful people around me who aren’t going to let that get in my way.
Together, we will continue to do whatever we can to keep me (and each other) safe and healthy. And beyond that, we will continue to do crazy things, like take a month off of work to travel, stay out all night dancing, eat ice cream before our low sodium veggies, and of course, run for four hours straight.
So thank you, Natalie, for legitimizing this silly thing I live with everyday and for reminding me that if I can keep my low sodium belly feeling its fullest, I can live my life to the fullest as well.
And for those of you who still want some brew-haha, know that she refreshed herself with a cool drink as soon as she was done. Oh, and she’s in the NYTimes today too. What a rockstar.