Another good training weekend, swimming and biking just as I used to. Yesterday I swam as a normal person (not the stationary method where I tie my feet to the pool with an elastic band) and felt better than ever! I don't think I've ever had such a smooth swim stroke, crossing 25 meters in mere 13 strokes, and being able to easily cross the 25 meters without taking a breather, something that was usually hard for me.
Wonder if the removal of brain tissue leads to a lower oxygen consumption rate as neurons are oxygen hogs... Tour de France contenders, I don't believe the UCI tests for brain removal, you might want to try this before it goes on the doping list!
Regardless of the reason it felt great to swim fearlessly and without getting dizzy at the end of the swim. I only swam 1000 meters but nonetheless a swim.
Today I biked with a friend who is probably the strongest biker I know around here and it wasn't as humiliating as I thought it was going to be, although he was recovering from a bad crash. He had a GPS on him and answered a long time question I had: how much climbing was involved in my bike ride. We climbed 440m (about 1000 ft) in a 40K ride, just enough to get me ready for an Olympic triathlon again. It felt great to have a riding buddy again as my latest rides have been lonely as I live far away from my bike buddies.
I haven't ran in a while, need to get back on the wagon, but if everything keeps moving as it is today I might be able to tri this year, this is in the plan and I intend to accomplish it.
We can swim, bike and run with glioma!
Sunday, February 17, 2013
Sunday, January 20, 2013
Lance is Still Cool as a Cancer Warrior
Yesterday I watched Lance Armstrong's interview and was humbled but not shocked by it. Humbled for seeing someone confess his worse sins to millions of people and apologize for a series of mistakes that are probably eating him up now. What is truly surprising in all this controversy is how long it took for Lance to get nailed. Cycling and probably most sports have a culture of doping since the days of the Cold War when the East and West competed for supremacy by injecting their athletes with sophisticated substances to enhance performance, and battling over new ways not to get caught.
Here we have once again an individual, with all character flaws that humans have, aggravated by a series of events that made him feel above everybody else, having his life investigated and judged by nearly all cycling, sports fans and cancer fighters in the planet.
In a weird way I connected Lance Armstrong to Adolph Hitler after watching a documentary where Hitler's secretary Traudl Junge shares her recollection of the years when she lived with Hitler in a Berlin bunker. Poor Lance, am I now going to call him Hitler? No, the similarities and dangers in both cases start and end with the facts below:
- Both survived "near-death" experiences and believed that God was on their side for that and therefore they were above everything in the pursuit of a mission, and therefore they were never wrong (any similarities to recent Presidents line of thinking are a mere coincidence).
- They have created a legion of blind followers who would not question anything coming from them, from humble people looking for an end to their misery to Heads of State looking for simple solutions to complex human issues such as liberty, poverty and disease.
The first book I read about Armstrong was David Welsh's "From Lance to Landis - Inside the American Doping Controversy". One of the stories Welsh shares in his book is how Lance "mandated" that Trek discontinue Greg LeMonde's bike brand, erasing part of American's cycling history after LeMonde would not testify that Lance was clean (he repeated under oath what he heard from Betsy Andreu). What kind of person does this? Any angry person is subject to making nasty mistakes that will later be regretted, and he was probably very angry because Greg shared what he knew. I side with Greg on this one, between telling the truth or lying under oath I side with telling the truth, not for the oath vote but for the truth itself, which as life teaches over and over always prevails. When I say truth I mean facts, things that ocurred, not about what one believes to be truth, which I classify as faith.
Luckily we are only talking about a bike brand and a few obscure-to-most personalities, but many big decisions are made by individuals during moments of anger that have repercussion much wider than just a bike brand discontinuation. This is where Tocqueville's observation of the wisdom of the masses might prevail, but this assumes the masses are thinking. When people justify decisions based on what others are doing they forfeit the most important human feature of all: free will.
Lance is and will always be an amazing inspiration of cancer survival. While I read Welsh's book I also read "It's Not About the Bike", Lance's life in his own words. His battle against cancer was an amazing one and the work that his foundation performs is outstanding, and we should never forget that there is always another side to any story. Looking at the Livestrong foundation's operational expenses (assuming they are real) Livestrong raised since its inception US$470 million, US$65 million of which only in 2011. This is a massive organization with people trying to make a difference, but as in every organization it needs checks and balances. Check out for yourself where the money goes:
http://www.livestrong.org/What-We-Do/Our-Approach/Where-the-Money-Goes
Every time I donate money I check how much of it is going to its cause and how much of it is used simply for its existence. If you believe the balance is good continue to give, if not keep the money for yourself, but don't blame Lance for giving him your money, we are all individuals with free will and we cannot blame anyone but ourselves for all the decisions we make, including the organizations we support.
Beware of super-heroes, they only exist in fiction but every culture in every corner of the planet has myths of heroes, so there is something inherently human about waiting for heroes to rescue us. My advice is that if you want a different world start by changing it yourself. Lance was trying to change the world in his own many times flawed way and many lined-up behind him to do so, leading to good and bad things. This is life, good and bad as always, let's keep trying to make it better than worse.
Here we have once again an individual, with all character flaws that humans have, aggravated by a series of events that made him feel above everybody else, having his life investigated and judged by nearly all cycling, sports fans and cancer fighters in the planet.
In a weird way I connected Lance Armstrong to Adolph Hitler after watching a documentary where Hitler's secretary Traudl Junge shares her recollection of the years when she lived with Hitler in a Berlin bunker. Poor Lance, am I now going to call him Hitler? No, the similarities and dangers in both cases start and end with the facts below:
- Both survived "near-death" experiences and believed that God was on their side for that and therefore they were above everything in the pursuit of a mission, and therefore they were never wrong (any similarities to recent Presidents line of thinking are a mere coincidence).
- They have created a legion of blind followers who would not question anything coming from them, from humble people looking for an end to their misery to Heads of State looking for simple solutions to complex human issues such as liberty, poverty and disease.
The first book I read about Armstrong was David Welsh's "From Lance to Landis - Inside the American Doping Controversy". One of the stories Welsh shares in his book is how Lance "mandated" that Trek discontinue Greg LeMonde's bike brand, erasing part of American's cycling history after LeMonde would not testify that Lance was clean (he repeated under oath what he heard from Betsy Andreu). What kind of person does this? Any angry person is subject to making nasty mistakes that will later be regretted, and he was probably very angry because Greg shared what he knew. I side with Greg on this one, between telling the truth or lying under oath I side with telling the truth, not for the oath vote but for the truth itself, which as life teaches over and over always prevails. When I say truth I mean facts, things that ocurred, not about what one believes to be truth, which I classify as faith.
Luckily we are only talking about a bike brand and a few obscure-to-most personalities, but many big decisions are made by individuals during moments of anger that have repercussion much wider than just a bike brand discontinuation. This is where Tocqueville's observation of the wisdom of the masses might prevail, but this assumes the masses are thinking. When people justify decisions based on what others are doing they forfeit the most important human feature of all: free will.
Lance is and will always be an amazing inspiration of cancer survival. While I read Welsh's book I also read "It's Not About the Bike", Lance's life in his own words. His battle against cancer was an amazing one and the work that his foundation performs is outstanding, and we should never forget that there is always another side to any story. Looking at the Livestrong foundation's operational expenses (assuming they are real) Livestrong raised since its inception US$470 million, US$65 million of which only in 2011. This is a massive organization with people trying to make a difference, but as in every organization it needs checks and balances. Check out for yourself where the money goes:
http://www.livestrong.org/What-We-Do/Our-Approach/Where-the-Money-Goes
Every time I donate money I check how much of it is going to its cause and how much of it is used simply for its existence. If you believe the balance is good continue to give, if not keep the money for yourself, but don't blame Lance for giving him your money, we are all individuals with free will and we cannot blame anyone but ourselves for all the decisions we make, including the organizations we support.
Beware of super-heroes, they only exist in fiction but every culture in every corner of the planet has myths of heroes, so there is something inherently human about waiting for heroes to rescue us. My advice is that if you want a different world start by changing it yourself. Lance was trying to change the world in his own many times flawed way and many lined-up behind him to do so, leading to good and bad things. This is life, good and bad as always, let's keep trying to make it better than worse.
Tuesday, January 8, 2013
The Importance of Never Giving Up
On Sunday I went out to run 50 minutes, time over which I usually run 10km. By minute 40 I ran out of steam, the 92 degree heat in the Sun was too much to handle, but I could not get over the fact that I did not finish the 50 minute tun I was planning.
Tonight (Tuesday) I was back on the road to finish what I started. The temperature was lower (86 degrees) and I ran in the dark and rain, definitely fresher than it was on Sunday.
For the first time since my surgery I ran for one hour, time over which I would normally run 12 km. I did not have a GPS on me to manage speed or distance, but hitting the one hour mark was an important milestone on my road to removing all my mental barriers.
My next milestone is to start swimming, tonight was raining and I did not want to get wet!
Anyway I hope this helps you understand that if something doesn't work out simply don't give up unless you know for sure that you have set an impossible goal or mission. Without knowing that the one hour mark was impossible I went out and did it.
One hour run, important milestone, many more to go. We can run with glioma! Half Marathon here we go!
Tonight (Tuesday) I was back on the road to finish what I started. The temperature was lower (86 degrees) and I ran in the dark and rain, definitely fresher than it was on Sunday.
For the first time since my surgery I ran for one hour, time over which I would normally run 12 km. I did not have a GPS on me to manage speed or distance, but hitting the one hour mark was an important milestone on my road to removing all my mental barriers.
My next milestone is to start swimming, tonight was raining and I did not want to get wet!
Anyway I hope this helps you understand that if something doesn't work out simply don't give up unless you know for sure that you have set an impossible goal or mission. Without knowing that the one hour mark was impossible I went out and did it.
One hour run, important milestone, many more to go. We can run with glioma! Half Marathon here we go!
Monday, January 7, 2013
Exercising to Cure Brain Tumor
Wow, what a ride! On Friday I received exams from a detailed MRI (with spectroscopy and perfusion) to assess whether I can interrupt or not my chemotherapy as my last MRI showed that my tumor did not grow since my surgery one year ago, and that I might be eligible to a watch and see approach. Watch and see?
While I haven't met my neurosurgeon to discuss if we could wait based on the latest MRI as he is on vacation until Jan 15 I read the technician's report to try to understand on my own what is going on.
I might be a little paranoid but two comments called my attention:
1. "One of the samples, adjunct to the posterior aspect of the surgical cavity, shows evidence of a discrete elevation of the peak hill (sorry if I butchered this one but I am not sure what is the exact translation of pico de colina) in relation to the hill, compatible with an increase in membrane turn-over, while maintaining the NAA/creatine relationship, unspecific pattern that might be related to a scarring process or eventually to the presence of a residual lesion/relapse. No evidence of abnormal peaks".
2. Thickening of the mucus layer of the paranasal cavities, with retention/polyp cysts on the maxillary sinus, being larger on the right side
The first comment freaked me out a bit with the "presence of residual lesion/relapse", or in other words the tumor could be back. The second one freaked me out with the word "polyp", particularly larger on the right side, the side of my brain tumor.
The brain can play games with us and we need to control it. In my case I have always had a feeling of water in my right ear resulting from an ear infection from when I was about 15 years old, consequence of ocean water that got into my ear. I still need to swim with ear plugs to prevent infections but the feeling of a bad ear has always been there, but now I had a reason: "polyp"!
So I did what I had to do in that situation according to my treatment book. Got on the bike on Saturday morning, under a 33 C heat (92 F) with my poor brother who just started riding, and climbed a few steep hills close to my house to get rid of the damn polyp. What an unfair treatment to my brother but as a 23 years-old he should be able to chase his 38 years-old brother. I suppose my 5 years biking were enough to break his 5 weeks biking, but he is loving it and I am loving to ride with him! If age meant anything I would not get my ass kicked by my uncle and by the MLCCC crew, many of who while approaching 60 would always kick my butt too! And people think there is an age where one can be called old. This is what I call the state-of-mind barrier, think of yourself old and you become old, think of yourself sick and you become sick.
On Sunday I ran 6K under similar heat, that should take care of the polyp. In fact I felt much better than before, nothing like exercising to cure cancer!
Today I went into the Internet to check what exactly retention/polyp cysts on the maxillary sinus meant, and here I find that it meant nothing more than something that might occur in any sinus infection.
Anyway all this preamble is meant to help me share that I truly believe that exercising can cure cancer and I will continue to subscribe to my Heat Shock Protein (HSP) treatment theory. If an increase in HSP production can help the body regenerate damaged DNA I will get back on the wagon as I have not since I was diagnosed. I am heading to the pool and will get ready for my first post brain tumor triathlon. No matter what I cannot let this thing slow me down, to the contrary I need to act quickly to prevent my life from running away from me.
I hope that 2013 brings new treatments and cures to this scary condition but that in the meantime we can all fight the good fight to get better. My father once again taught me a great lesson through his numerous Facebook posts: "Without an adversary courage languishes. It is only clear how great it is and how far its power can go when it shows, as it handles suffering, what it is capable of. It is worth knowing that good people should do the same thing: do not panic when facing adversity nor complain about destiny; whatever happens take it as a good thing, convert it into a good thing; what matters is not what you face, but how you face it." This was written by Seneca, on Divine Providence.
Ops, I was going to hit the pool but it is too late and it shut-down, so I'd better go to bed and get some rest in hopes of running tomorrow morning.
A positive attitude is everything in life, I had no idea of how great a world we are living in from a historical perspective. I just finished reading two great books, "A History of the Nations and Empires Involved and the a Study of the Events Culminating in The Great Conflict", by Logan Marshal, and "1943 - Roosevelt and Vargas in Natal", by Roberto Muylaert. It is simply amazing what a man with polio was capable of, I am more convinced that ever that Roosevelt was right, there is nothing to fear but fear itself, and he proved it over and over. We all have abilities far beyond we give ourselves credit for, and while we have life, with or without cancer, we ought to live life to the fullest, and while I can run, ride and swim I will do so at will, without of course forgetting my lovely family, friends and job!
While I haven't met my neurosurgeon to discuss if we could wait based on the latest MRI as he is on vacation until Jan 15 I read the technician's report to try to understand on my own what is going on.
I might be a little paranoid but two comments called my attention:
1. "One of the samples, adjunct to the posterior aspect of the surgical cavity, shows evidence of a discrete elevation of the peak hill (sorry if I butchered this one but I am not sure what is the exact translation of pico de colina) in relation to the hill, compatible with an increase in membrane turn-over, while maintaining the NAA/creatine relationship, unspecific pattern that might be related to a scarring process or eventually to the presence of a residual lesion/relapse. No evidence of abnormal peaks".
2. Thickening of the mucus layer of the paranasal cavities, with retention/polyp cysts on the maxillary sinus, being larger on the right side
The first comment freaked me out a bit with the "presence of residual lesion/relapse", or in other words the tumor could be back. The second one freaked me out with the word "polyp", particularly larger on the right side, the side of my brain tumor.
The brain can play games with us and we need to control it. In my case I have always had a feeling of water in my right ear resulting from an ear infection from when I was about 15 years old, consequence of ocean water that got into my ear. I still need to swim with ear plugs to prevent infections but the feeling of a bad ear has always been there, but now I had a reason: "polyp"!
So I did what I had to do in that situation according to my treatment book. Got on the bike on Saturday morning, under a 33 C heat (92 F) with my poor brother who just started riding, and climbed a few steep hills close to my house to get rid of the damn polyp. What an unfair treatment to my brother but as a 23 years-old he should be able to chase his 38 years-old brother. I suppose my 5 years biking were enough to break his 5 weeks biking, but he is loving it and I am loving to ride with him! If age meant anything I would not get my ass kicked by my uncle and by the MLCCC crew, many of who while approaching 60 would always kick my butt too! And people think there is an age where one can be called old. This is what I call the state-of-mind barrier, think of yourself old and you become old, think of yourself sick and you become sick.
On Sunday I ran 6K under similar heat, that should take care of the polyp. In fact I felt much better than before, nothing like exercising to cure cancer!
Today I went into the Internet to check what exactly retention/polyp cysts on the maxillary sinus meant, and here I find that it meant nothing more than something that might occur in any sinus infection.
Anyway all this preamble is meant to help me share that I truly believe that exercising can cure cancer and I will continue to subscribe to my Heat Shock Protein (HSP) treatment theory. If an increase in HSP production can help the body regenerate damaged DNA I will get back on the wagon as I have not since I was diagnosed. I am heading to the pool and will get ready for my first post brain tumor triathlon. No matter what I cannot let this thing slow me down, to the contrary I need to act quickly to prevent my life from running away from me.
I hope that 2013 brings new treatments and cures to this scary condition but that in the meantime we can all fight the good fight to get better. My father once again taught me a great lesson through his numerous Facebook posts: "Without an adversary courage languishes. It is only clear how great it is and how far its power can go when it shows, as it handles suffering, what it is capable of. It is worth knowing that good people should do the same thing: do not panic when facing adversity nor complain about destiny; whatever happens take it as a good thing, convert it into a good thing; what matters is not what you face, but how you face it." This was written by Seneca, on Divine Providence.
Ops, I was going to hit the pool but it is too late and it shut-down, so I'd better go to bed and get some rest in hopes of running tomorrow morning.
A positive attitude is everything in life, I had no idea of how great a world we are living in from a historical perspective. I just finished reading two great books, "A History of the Nations and Empires Involved and the a Study of the Events Culminating in The Great Conflict", by Logan Marshal, and "1943 - Roosevelt and Vargas in Natal", by Roberto Muylaert. It is simply amazing what a man with polio was capable of, I am more convinced that ever that Roosevelt was right, there is nothing to fear but fear itself, and he proved it over and over. We all have abilities far beyond we give ourselves credit for, and while we have life, with or without cancer, we ought to live life to the fullest, and while I can run, ride and swim I will do so at will, without of course forgetting my lovely family, friends and job!
Sunday, December 30, 2012
Noticeable Change Post Surgery - No Fear!
Today I had an interesting event. Went downstairs with my daughter to roller-skate, something I hadn't done since 2002 when I played street hockey with some B-school friends in Pittsburgh. It is probably not hard to imagine how a 6'4'' feet Brazilian plays street hockey and how "well" I skate. I have ice-skated a bit while in Pittsburgh and that had kept me slightly into the groove.
The interesting fact is that I would always get a little tense before roller-skating or ice skating, something I had always experienced since being a kid without even thinking about it. Funny enough today I felt no tension, which was quite nice.
While I have no fear I did not loose my judgement so I can ride according to my talent, meaning no tricks or high speed riding. I believe this is linked to the removal of my insula and that is why I am sharing this experiece. Today I often question if my tension was due to an over-active insula or if that is how everyone feels before doing something unfamiliar.
Next to test my "system" I took my skateboard. The last time I skateboarded was in 1999 on a trip to Rio. While not talented I could do easy tricks for todays standards such as slides or board flips. Once again no fear and I felt as comfortable on the board as I did when I rode in my teens! Once again no tricks but I might start riding again, possibly with a helmet :-).
I have shared that I might be off chemo depending on the results of my last MRI with perfusion and spectroscopy; results will be in on January 7. Yesterday I went biking in fairly scorching heat (close to 90 degrees) and on my way home a guy on a motorcycle was looking for a street that was about two miles away, with a hill in between. I decided to instead of telling the guy how to get there he should follow me, so back to the road where I ususally ride I went. Riding beside a motorcycle is quite fun, I went much faster than normal but I could tell he was having a much easier time!
When I got home I felt like my head was burning! I forgot to remove my helmet's winter liner and after riding relatively hard for a few minutes on my way back I felt like I had definitely fried what was left of my tumor. Let's see what next week's results say but I continue to feel great and hopefully will remain this way for many years to come! I received a very encouraging note from a guy called Scott that just completed his 5 year surgery birthday and continues to do well, just like so many other glioma survivors such as Liz and Scott Vickroy.
As my blog title says we can live with glioma, and stealling what Scott shared in his note we can also laugh and love, this is what life is about!
May 2013 be a year of big accomplishments, and possibly my first post-surgery triathlon!
The interesting fact is that I would always get a little tense before roller-skating or ice skating, something I had always experienced since being a kid without even thinking about it. Funny enough today I felt no tension, which was quite nice.
While I have no fear I did not loose my judgement so I can ride according to my talent, meaning no tricks or high speed riding. I believe this is linked to the removal of my insula and that is why I am sharing this experiece. Today I often question if my tension was due to an over-active insula or if that is how everyone feels before doing something unfamiliar.
Next to test my "system" I took my skateboard. The last time I skateboarded was in 1999 on a trip to Rio. While not talented I could do easy tricks for todays standards such as slides or board flips. Once again no fear and I felt as comfortable on the board as I did when I rode in my teens! Once again no tricks but I might start riding again, possibly with a helmet :-).
I have shared that I might be off chemo depending on the results of my last MRI with perfusion and spectroscopy; results will be in on January 7. Yesterday I went biking in fairly scorching heat (close to 90 degrees) and on my way home a guy on a motorcycle was looking for a street that was about two miles away, with a hill in between. I decided to instead of telling the guy how to get there he should follow me, so back to the road where I ususally ride I went. Riding beside a motorcycle is quite fun, I went much faster than normal but I could tell he was having a much easier time!
When I got home I felt like my head was burning! I forgot to remove my helmet's winter liner and after riding relatively hard for a few minutes on my way back I felt like I had definitely fried what was left of my tumor. Let's see what next week's results say but I continue to feel great and hopefully will remain this way for many years to come! I received a very encouraging note from a guy called Scott that just completed his 5 year surgery birthday and continues to do well, just like so many other glioma survivors such as Liz and Scott Vickroy.
As my blog title says we can live with glioma, and stealling what Scott shared in his note we can also laugh and love, this is what life is about!
May 2013 be a year of big accomplishments, and possibly my first post-surgery triathlon!
Monday, October 22, 2012
First "Triathlon"
Big milestones! This weekend was awesome, after a great appointment on Thursday with my doctor who seemed more comfortable than usual with me. 10 months after surgery my glioma did not get worse, a great sign considering I had a grade 3 portion in my glioma. I was a little worried because he asked for a more detailed MRI but he made me feel much better after my consultation.
This made me confident that life is back to normal, despite the fact that I am occasionaly haunted by thoughts of what can go wrong. In any case I have to say that I invest 99% of my time thinking about what I can do right today.
On Saturday I had my first glass of wine after surgery, my future syster in law cooked a great meal and I could not dismiss a half glass of wine with it and it felt great. I figured that 5-6 bottles of non-alcoholic beer, the volume I drink at long social events, equal half a glass of wine, so I went for it. Big step and no side effects from Keppra!
Yesterday our kids spent the day with my in-laws so Livia and I went for a nice and easy bike ride. After a few miles Livia felt tired so I left her at a coffee shop and biked home to grab the car. Instead of coming back driving I ran to the coffee shop.
Instead of dragging the bike back we raced back home, Livia on the bike and me running. The day was incredible so we went to the pool and I swam for the first time since I was diagnosed. My fear of having a seizure swimming is over, I swam a few laps and did not feel anything, I think I can survive a short triathlon.
Once I got home I felt a little dizzy, probably from all the spinning in the "empty" part of my brain as I turned my head in the water to breath. I am a two-sided breather so the 180 degree turns in my head might make the spinal fluid in my brain spin a bit.
In any case I feel as healed as I can and biking, swimming and running in the same day felt great, all I need now is to get the sports in the right order and go for it!
Summer is back in Brazil and I am really excited with the prospect of racing a triathlon.
4 years ago I ran my first triathlon in Lebanon, PA, a triathlon called "Got the Nerve". The triathlon is organized to stimulate people of all abilities and disabilities to prove that they can do a lot more than what they believe at first, and from that point I went all the way to a Half Ironman, something I would not have dreamed about previously. The dream continues and I will be back, my mind is in the right place and this is the first step.
This made me confident that life is back to normal, despite the fact that I am occasionaly haunted by thoughts of what can go wrong. In any case I have to say that I invest 99% of my time thinking about what I can do right today.
On Saturday I had my first glass of wine after surgery, my future syster in law cooked a great meal and I could not dismiss a half glass of wine with it and it felt great. I figured that 5-6 bottles of non-alcoholic beer, the volume I drink at long social events, equal half a glass of wine, so I went for it. Big step and no side effects from Keppra!
Yesterday our kids spent the day with my in-laws so Livia and I went for a nice and easy bike ride. After a few miles Livia felt tired so I left her at a coffee shop and biked home to grab the car. Instead of coming back driving I ran to the coffee shop.
Instead of dragging the bike back we raced back home, Livia on the bike and me running. The day was incredible so we went to the pool and I swam for the first time since I was diagnosed. My fear of having a seizure swimming is over, I swam a few laps and did not feel anything, I think I can survive a short triathlon.
Once I got home I felt a little dizzy, probably from all the spinning in the "empty" part of my brain as I turned my head in the water to breath. I am a two-sided breather so the 180 degree turns in my head might make the spinal fluid in my brain spin a bit.
In any case I feel as healed as I can and biking, swimming and running in the same day felt great, all I need now is to get the sports in the right order and go for it!
Summer is back in Brazil and I am really excited with the prospect of racing a triathlon.
4 years ago I ran my first triathlon in Lebanon, PA, a triathlon called "Got the Nerve". The triathlon is organized to stimulate people of all abilities and disabilities to prove that they can do a lot more than what they believe at first, and from that point I went all the way to a Half Ironman, something I would not have dreamed about previously. The dream continues and I will be back, my mind is in the right place and this is the first step.
Monday, September 17, 2012
New 10K Race Complete - Yes We Can!
Yesterday, September 17th, I ran a marathon relay in São Paulo.
When I was at the peak of my obsession with triathlons I never thought that 10K races would be something to celebrate. After watching 36,000 people run yesterday I have to say that I am extremely disappointed with my narrow way of seeing the world back then.
As I looked at people of all ages and walks of life running I have to say that a 10K race is a huge thing to celebrate. Many people in there probably never played sports in their lives, never dedicated time for themselves or thought that leisure was something they've had the right to. My friend captured the moment with one great phrase: "I think a pipe of people just exploded!"
More than celebrating another great athletic weekend I want to highlight the importance of dedicating time to yourself, whether you have a brain tumor, you are a caregiver or simply someone that happened to read this post.
Every morning a guy in my building wakes up at 5:00AM to jog on the tread mill. He lost 50kg (110lbs) after he incorporated jogging to his routine and told me how this has changed his life. He now has more energy, sleeps better and feels better than ever.
It is never late to take back your life, you deserve time for yourself.
A brain tumor is not the end, focus on life and leverage the endorphins of exercising, they will clear your mind from all negative feelings and help you sleep better, free your mind from the eventual fear of the worst and give you energy to continue living.
The best thing that happened last week was the most important mental release I've had since I was diagnosed. Since my diagnosis I have been taking anti-seizure medication. I need to take one pill of Keppra every 12 hours, and have been doing this religiously since my operation. One time I almost freaked out because I did not have my medicine and passed my 12 hour interval from one pill to another.
Last week, as I woke up earlier than usual, I got out of bed and hit the treadmill to use the one hour I gained. When I got back home I realized that I did not take my medication prior to running. I was so happy for it that all my negative feelings simply went away. This was not only my happiest 5K run ever, but my happiest run period!
Exercise if you can, and keep trying if you can't, you can do it! You can do anything you set your mind towards, if you really want something you can get it. The only thing standing between you and your goals is your mind, don't give up on believing in yourself, once that happens anything is possible.
Yes we can enjoy life, exercise and have fun, a brain tumor is not the end, enjoy your time while you can and if you can exercise do it, it will make you more confident, happy and reflective. When you run by yourself you are the only one you can talk to, and you have no idea how much you can learn with yourself.
When I was at the peak of my obsession with triathlons I never thought that 10K races would be something to celebrate. After watching 36,000 people run yesterday I have to say that I am extremely disappointed with my narrow way of seeing the world back then.
As I looked at people of all ages and walks of life running I have to say that a 10K race is a huge thing to celebrate. Many people in there probably never played sports in their lives, never dedicated time for themselves or thought that leisure was something they've had the right to. My friend captured the moment with one great phrase: "I think a pipe of people just exploded!"
More than celebrating another great athletic weekend I want to highlight the importance of dedicating time to yourself, whether you have a brain tumor, you are a caregiver or simply someone that happened to read this post.
Every morning a guy in my building wakes up at 5:00AM to jog on the tread mill. He lost 50kg (110lbs) after he incorporated jogging to his routine and told me how this has changed his life. He now has more energy, sleeps better and feels better than ever.
It is never late to take back your life, you deserve time for yourself.
A brain tumor is not the end, focus on life and leverage the endorphins of exercising, they will clear your mind from all negative feelings and help you sleep better, free your mind from the eventual fear of the worst and give you energy to continue living.
The best thing that happened last week was the most important mental release I've had since I was diagnosed. Since my diagnosis I have been taking anti-seizure medication. I need to take one pill of Keppra every 12 hours, and have been doing this religiously since my operation. One time I almost freaked out because I did not have my medicine and passed my 12 hour interval from one pill to another.
Last week, as I woke up earlier than usual, I got out of bed and hit the treadmill to use the one hour I gained. When I got back home I realized that I did not take my medication prior to running. I was so happy for it that all my negative feelings simply went away. This was not only my happiest 5K run ever, but my happiest run period!
Exercise if you can, and keep trying if you can't, you can do it! You can do anything you set your mind towards, if you really want something you can get it. The only thing standing between you and your goals is your mind, don't give up on believing in yourself, once that happens anything is possible.
Yes we can enjoy life, exercise and have fun, a brain tumor is not the end, enjoy your time while you can and if you can exercise do it, it will make you more confident, happy and reflective. When you run by yourself you are the only one you can talk to, and you have no idea how much you can learn with yourself.
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