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My favorite thing to do on a beautiful spring day is run. Running reminds me of what I did not have before. My lungs fill with oxygen, laced with the sweet aroma of grass and flowers. My skin forms beads of sweat that do not burn or itch. And finally, my greatest pleasure in running is not having to puff an inhaler to keep going. My muscles dictate my speed and longevity, not the pollen.
Not that long ago, spring was my most dreaded season. This was the time of year my allergies were at their worst. When I was a kid my sister and brother would tease me by counting my sneezes. I could get 20+ "ahhh choo's" in just a few minutes. Allergies meant stuffy nose, swollen eyes, wheezing gasps for air, and itchy ezcema. I avoided flowers, grass, and budding trees like they bred the plague. This was my life for as long as I can remember. No kickball with friends in the field, or picking wild flowers for this kid. Everyone hoped I would grow out of my allergies as I grew up, but no, they actually got worse.
It wasn't until I met my fiance's family that I even considered a holistic means of relief. Even before CrossFit and Paleo, I was never keen on choking down benedryl and rubbing steroids on my rashes. I did the best I could to get through each day with a box of tissues and cortisone cream.
Nick's dad, Steve Lobotsky, suggested a paleo diet to help remedy my seasonal and food allergies (I'll save food for another time). To my astonishment, meats, veggies, nuts, and fruit were my cure! For two years I have welcomed spring. Because I lived so long locked inside, hiding from spring, I appreciate each sunny day more than anyone could imagine.
Happy Spring!
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