Angie’s Half Crazy Half Marathon

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Ok, so this is a (very, very) late race report but better late than never right?!?

Angie's Half Crazy Half Marathon 4-7-13 medal

Angie’s Half Crazy Half Marathon was my last half-marathon for the season. It was held on April 7th and it started earlier than all of my other races, 6:30 am, but I understood why as it was a HOT race. I saw people at the start line wearing pants and long sleeve shirts and thought to myself “they are going to regret it”. Although it did get pretty hot, upper 80′s, I saw people pushing through in their warm running clothes all the way to the finish line, amazing.

Angie's Half Crazy Half Marathon 4-7-13 burning up

I can’t imagine how HOT she was by the time she finished

About the race: The course was a loop that starts in Clear Lake, passes through three different cities, and by the Lyndon B Johnson Space Center. Parts of it were scenic and the rest of it was on main highways and roads. It was a flat, fast course with unfortunately little shade.

This is the first race of the season that I knew I was running alone. The friend I had signed up with notified me the week of the race that she wasn’t able to make it. Since I had pretty much run the last two races alone I wasn’t worried. I was actually looking forward to running alone, something that I never thought I would love. The past two races brought out my real joy of running and for the first time in years I felt happy and comfortable completing 13.1 miles without having someone to talk to or music to listen to. I really felt like a runner.

I got to the race early and was surprised by the crowd. This race was over double the size of my past two races (around 950 people) and the lines for the bathroom were insane. Luckily, I was able to go and make it to the start line 4 minutes before the start, whew.

The race started before the sun came up so it felt great to get moving and warm up. The first few miles felt pretty slow, I think because it was still dark. When I looked at my watch and realized I had been keeping a pace in the low 10′s I felt a lot better.

Angie's Half Crazy Half Marathon starting in the dark 4-7-13

Starting before the sun came up

As the sun came up my pace did actually slow down a little. I slowed partly because it was hot and partly because I really wanted to enjoy this race and scenery. I took extra time to enjoy peeking through the fence at the Space Center, to take in the views over Clear Lake and enjoy the scenery in all the parks we ran by. This race was more about my love of running and being outdoors than getting another medal and competing against my best finish time. This race was just for ME and I enjoyed every.single.minute of it.

Angie's Half Crazy Half Marathon 4-7-13 (2)Angie's Half Crazy Half Marathon 4-7-13 (3)

I finished the race with a time of 2:19:13, 10:38/M pace (10:31 pace according to my Garmin). I treated myself to an after race massage and even enjoyed a few Girl Scout Cookies J

p.s. There was a really cute proposal at the beginning of the race!

Angie's Half Crazy Half Marathon proposal 4-7-13

She said YES

End note: As I was writing this post I got very nostalgic about this past running season. The 2012-13 season was my second season of long races, although I have been running for 5 years. I found that I truly LOVE running and it is no longer just a way for met to get and stay in shape. I am sad that there will be no more long races for a couple of months. I can’t wait until next season rolls around and I am able to run some of my favorite races again. Until then, I’ll be training for my first Triathlon!

by: Cara

Neglect and Abuse

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To our readers – I apologize for neglecting you. It’s been a while since I’ve written. It’s not that I haven’t thought about it a million times, but I simply haven’t had the time to sit down and do it. I’ve been so busy lately that anything other than the basics  (kids, cooking, cleaning, sleeping, have gone on the back burner. Funny thing is, I can’t even tell you what I’ve been busy with. Just life, I guess.

 

In addition to neglecting you, I’ve also been neglecting my medicine. I’m embarrassed to admit it, but sometimes days go by before I remember to take my pills. I’ve been doing this whole medicine thing for 23 years and I still forget. How is that even possible? Luckily, with the exception of a few bad days here and there, I haven’t suffered  greatly. I know I’m on borrowed time and so I’m doing my best to not be so forgetful.

 

And now to my sister – I apologize for the abuse. I’ve left this blog to you for the past few months without so much as an “I’m sorry” or “I’ll be back soon.” You’ve just trekked along by yourself, not even asking me when I’m coming back. That’s true sisterly love. And I appreciate it.

 

I’m back now. Hopefully for good. And I have a lot to share.

 

2013 Seabrook Lucky Trails Half Marathon

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It’s been weeks since I posted and this race report is now two weeks late, oops! Better late than never I guess ;)

March 16th was the 10th annual Seabrook Lucky Trails Half Marathon / Relay / Marathon weekend. Yes – this is a weekend long event! Saturday is the half marathon / half marathon relay event and Sunday is another half-marathon / half marathon relay with a full marathon / full marathon relay added. Since I don’t actually want to destroy my body I decided to only participate in one day’s events and chose the Saturday half marathon.

Race morning: Like many race morning this one did not start off as planned. My stomach had been really bothering me the day before so I was extra nervous about this race. I also hadn’t run much since my last half marathon so I was nervous about racing in the heat with a lack of training. But, I am stubborn so I got up for the race anyway!

Since the race was an hour away I waited until I got to the event to eat my pre-race Cliff bar. I am glad I waited because it went right through me, ugh. Within a few minutes of eating the Cliff bar I had to use the lovely port-a-potty. I had already “gone” once that morning at the house so I didn’t expect to have to go again so quickly. My morning stomach issues put a little fear in me about the race. For the first time I was glad it was a loop course because I could easily stop half way through the race and not have to be transported to the end of the course (it was a two loop course where you passed the finish line twice).

Around 6:15, right before my bathroom issue, I received a text from my friend (and the person that made me sign up for the race) that she just woke up; the race is an hour away from her house! I had run races alone before but I was really looking forward to having someone to talk to keep my mind off of my stomach and help push me along if I needed it. I wasn’t going to let anything stop me from at least starting the race; the only failure is in not starting.

Thankfully, I had a wonderful race.

Some of the fun signs along the race

I found out that I LOVE trail runs. The race went by a residential neighborhood then onto the trail with a few miles around water in the middle of it. The quiet, beautiful scenery was a great distraction and I ended up not minding the loops at all.



There were water / Gatorade stations every 1 to 1.5 miles but there were only two port-a-potty spots on the route. Because of this I was a little scared to eat anything during the race in fear that it would go right through me and I wouldn’t have anywhere to go. I ended up taking one GU around mile 8 where I knew a bathroom would be close. My stomach didn’t love the idea of the GU but luckily I was in need of the calories and energy so I was able to hold off going until the end of the race.

Results: I finished in an amazing time of 2:15:45 (10:21 min / mile pace). I wasn’t expecting a great race due to the heat, loop course, rougher than normal terrain and my oh so fun stomach issues. But, in spite of it all I still made it close (less than 2 minutes) to my PR at the Jail Break Half Marathon a couple of weeks before.

I am still in disbelief of the times on my past two races.

I have two running races left this year: Crescent City Classic 10k in New Orleans this weekend and Angie’s Half Crazy Half Marathon the weekend after. After that I ONLY have my first Sprint Triathlon in June to train for!

By: Cara

It’s Houston Rodeo Time & Shiny NEW Shoes

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Disclaimer: The Houston Rodeo and my new shoes have nothing to do with each other but I am so excited about my new shoes that I had to share!

Houston Livestock and Rodeo Show


Every year the Houston Rodeo sets up at Reliant Center for about three weeks. The festivities include a barbecue cook-off, wine competition, fair rides, bull riding, cow roping, tons of farm animals on exhibition and big name music concerts each night (Bruno Mars, Tim McGraw, Kenny Chesney, Pit Bull, Blake Shelton, etc.). It took me five years of living in Houston to finally make it to the rodeo and when I went three years ago I had a blast. My husband and I went to the cook-off and saw the Black Eyed Peas concert. We watched the bull riding, Mutton Bustin (if you don’t know what this is look it up – it’s hilarious), and horse roping. We wandered around the fair and visited the petting zoo. My husband even tried some of the wonderful (enter sarcasm here) rodeo food and chowed down on a big turkey leg. He skipped the fried Oreos and pickles though!

I hadn’t been back to the rodeo since 2009 and I was very excited to take my daughter this year. She LOVES dogs and cats and I had a feeling she would have a great time at the petting zoo.

Feeding the Llamas, goats, deer, alpacas, and sheep
She loved petting the furry animals even though they were very, very stinky


She was all smiles until one of the roosters “Cock-A-Doodle-Do’d” right next to her. She freaked out! She was loving feeding and petting the animals of all sizes but after that she wouldn’t get out of my arms.

After the petting zoo we visited the other animals (show animals and lots of babies) and walked around the carnival for a while before heading to the restaurant area. My husband was craving the huge turkey leg again so he decided to indulge in this rare (unappetizing to me) treat. I decide to stick with a chicken wrap since I didn’t want to test my stomach on rodeo Mexican food or any of the fried “creations” that the restaurants could come up with – good choice for me. For the first time in a long, long time my husband spent some time in the bathroom that afternoon instead of me!

New Shoes
In addition to spending time at the rodeo this weekend I bought two new pairs of shoes; I know you are just as excited as I am ;)

I purchased a new, lighter pair of running shoes to take me through my next two half-marathons and the summer running months. My previous shoes were the same style but the trail version (I liked the colors). They were heavy and not very flexible. My new ones are amazingly lighter and BRIGHT!

My second pair of shoes are my FIRST pair of bike shoes. It is sad how excited I am about these shoes, and they don’t even have heals! My husband bought cleats for my bike (pedals for the bike shoes to clip in) a while ago but I never got around to buying the shoes for them. Since my husband and I have started training for the upcoming Tri season I figured it was time I learn how to “clip in” like the pros J I now have the shoes and the cleats…let’s see how long it takes for my husband to install them!

Time to run, bike & swim

By: Cara

Jail Break Half Marathon: Sick, Lost, and a PR!

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I woke up Saturday morning feeling alright but not great. I decided I’d at least start the race and if I didn’t feel like I could finish it was OK.

The only failure is not starting.

The Jail Break Half Marathon started at 7:30 am at the Baytown Police Station, almost an hour away. I had to be there early to pick up my packet so I was up at 5 am and in my car by 5:30. At 6:15 I exited the freeway at Main St., following my directions, then drove, and drove, and drove looking for the police station. It was only supposed to be about 5 minutes off of the freeway and I knew I couldn’t have missed a parking lot full of cop cars and eager runners.

I decided to stop at a gas station to ask for directions.

Warning: You will get VERY weird, scary looks from a gas station employee when you ask where the police station is at 6:30 in the morning!

The gas station employee was no help. He said he wasn’t from the area and had no idea where the police station was; I think he was just scared about why I was asking. I decided to just plug the address into the GPS – duh! The GPS told me to get back on the freeway and go up a couple of exits to the N. Main exit; I was at the W. Main exit.

Why are there two main streets within a few exits of each other in Baytown?

After finally parking a few blocks away and reaching packet pickup I meet up with my friend at 6:45. I tell her about getting lost and how I am happy I still have some time before the race starts to get ready and relax a bit – or so I thought. She nicely informs me that the race starts at 7 am and has now idea why I thought it started at 7:30 – I don’t know why I thought that either.

All smiles before the race

The Jail Break Half Marathon course was an out and back loop including running to the top of the Fred Hartman Bridge (remember this from the
La Porte Half Marathon).

When the race started I was still stuffy and a little cold but I figured I had made it to the start and the weather was nice (starting in the 40′s and only heating up to the 50′s) so I might as well run. I started out a little fast running with my friend but quickly slowed down reminding myself that I had to run “my race” and not overdo it in the beginning (something I used to be VERY guilty of).

When I run I don’t look at my pace, the mileage, or my time. I have my watch set up to beep at me for a 5 minute run interval followed by a 1 minute walk interval. I keep the display on my heart rate. I run as hard or easy as I feel like while keeping an eye on my heart rate to see how hard I am pushing myself. In my last two half marathons I have finished within one minute of my PR and within seconds between the both race times. I never looked at my pace/time/mileage on either of those races.

At the second mile my friend left me for a bathroom break (which I didn’t have to visit thanks to Imodium). By the time I got to the bridge at mile 5 I was feeling great and decided to be daring and run up it- my glutes are killing me now! I saw my friend running up as I was running down and I thought I must be running really slow if she has almost caught up to me, but I kept going. After the bridge the race went thought the Baytown park, which was the only scenic part of the run, and then back on the streets for the last 4 miles.

The last 3 miles too FOREVER; I really felt like the mileage markers were off. My watch was beeping at me for the intervals and I lost count of how many run/walks it was taking me to go from one mile marker to another (it usually took two). Finally, I looked at my watch after the 12 mile marker to see how many intervals I had completed throughout the race – 22. I did the math and realized that was only 126 minutes, 2 hours and 6 minutes. I was convinced my watch was wrong. The miles were dragging on and I knew I was running slow throughout the race. I thought the watch must have miscalculated somehow but it’s ok because I would get my real time when I finish the race.

I was ESTATIC to see the finish line. I enjoyed the race but was ready for it to be over. I sprinted the last 0.1 mile and happily stopped my watch without paying attention to the time (I had set it back to watching my heart rate). I walked around the finish line to cheer my friend in and then I saw it. The finish line clock read 2:16! I knew that clock had to be right and that meant that I had finished the race in under 2:16! I had killed my previous half marathon PR of 2:24:24. Two minutes later my friend crossed the finish line; she also destroyed her previous PR by almost 20 minutes.

My official chip time was 2:14:14. I still don’t know how I ran an average of 10:14 minutes/mile. I am not sure if I will ever be able to beat this new PR but I have two half marathons left this season (March 16th and April 7th) to try!

We’re innocent!

By: Cara

Cold / Sinuses / Allergies / Whatever

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Wake up – take allergy pill – go through a box of tissues (in spite of the medicine) – take Nyquil - take sleeping pill because Nyquil doesn’t work – wake up groggy with a red, irritated nose. Repeat.

This was my schedule starting last Tuesday morning. I guess I had too much fun with my family during Mardi Gras!

Here are a few teaser pictures from my weekend. I promise to write about it later; I had a WONDERFUL time.

I hate being sick with a cold/sinus/allergies/whatever stops me from breathing well. I haven’t been sick in YEARS (well at least not from a cold) and then Tuesday morning I woke up feeling a little off. I ignored it and figured it was my body rejecting waking up at 5 am after being on vacation the past couple of days. But as the day went on I realized I was getting sick. I took an allergy pill, hoping it would work, and then continued to work on my box of Kleenex that I always keep on my desk. Tuesday night I took Nyquil to get a good night’s sleep, hoping I would feel better in the morning. I should have known better; Nyquil doesn’t normally work on me. I woke up All. Night. Long. and was a zombie at work on Wednesday. My sinuses (not really sure what it was but that is what I am going with) were still awful Wednesday but I trudged through work. Wednesday night I took a sleeping pill and went to bed early.

I woke up Thursday morning feeling AWFUL. I let the dog out (too tired to actually walk him) and then promptly got back in bed. I worked from home in the morning but had to get to the office before lunch for a meeting with my boss. I stayed for a couple hours after the meeting then left to finish up the rest of my day working from home, in my bed. I was sick, tired, and pissed because I didn’t think I’d be able to participate in the Jail Break Half Marathon on Saturday.

I took another sleeping pill Thursday night and again went to bed early. I woke up Friday feeling A LITTLE better and decided to try not taking any medicine. I told myself that if I could get through the day without medicine then I could run the next day. And I did! I still went through a lot of Kleenex and took a nice nap in the afternoon but I survived with any antihistamine.

Friday night I set my alarm for 5 am and hoped I would wake up and be able to breath like a normal person again. I didn’t go to bed too early but I slept without taking a sleeping pill – success! I was hoping one more good night’s sleep would allow me to at least attempt the Jail Break Half Marathon the next day…. (Jail Break Half Marathon race report to come)

by: Cara

You do this for FUN?!?

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I receive the daily Living Social emails and usually just delete them (yes I know I can unsubscribe but that takes effort!). As I was going through my emails last week one of the daily deals caught my attention. The subject of the Living Social email was “Colon-Hydrotherapy Treatment”. What?!? The description of this deal read:

“You may have just gotten a promotion, bought a new boat, or gone on vacation, but digestive difficulties have a way of casting a pall that’s difficult to escape. Try to eliminate your issues with today’s deal from D-A-N Wellness Clinic: Pay $35 (regularly $99) for one colon-hydrotherapy session, or get three of them for $99 (regularly $297)….”

The company’s website states that they “bring elegance, simplicity and dignity to colon hydrotherapy”. They will happily “irrigate and evacuate the contents of the bowel“.

Really? You want me to pay $35 ($99 without this deal) for you to shove a tube up my butt and evacuate my bowel. No thank you. I can’t believe people pay (a lot of money) to voluntarily do this. I even remember seeing a Shah’s of Sunset episode (yes I sadly watched the show) where one of the guys paid for colon hydrotherapy (colonics) for his female friend for her birthday as a way to help her lose weight. Seriously, people are crazy – or stupid – or both.

I am still in shock over this colonics craze. Having something shoved up my but is not my idea of fun and it doesn’t sound like a great way to cleanse myself or lose weight! I bet none of the people who pay for “colon irrigation” have IBD!

by: Cara

Hey Doc, A Diagnosis Would Be Fantastic. Thanks.

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I feel sick. Like UC sick. I won’t go into my symptoms in case you are eating (or live with me), but it’s no fun. And my doctor, well, he’s convinced it’s NOT a flare up. Since he just did a colonoscopy and saw an uninflamed colon, he says it can’t be a flare up. Plus, according to my doctor, I’m not presenting with “normal” symptoms. Whatever that means.

This all started immediately after my colonoscopy. At first, I just thought it had irritated my colon and that the uncomfortableness would go away in a few days. I called my doctor when it didn’t. So he increased my Asacol and asked me to wait a week. I still felt the same. Next he ordered blood work. Nothing. No flare-up here. And I was getting worse. He suggested it could be my diet, even though I haven’t changed anything. Now he has ordered stool samples. I’m working on those now (I need to give him three). He’s testing for a variety of things, from Giardia to IBS.

I am confused. I am frustrated. I am annoyed. But most of all, I am simply eager for a diagnosis. What’s going on? Why do I feel like I’m having a flare-up when I’m not? Anyone else have this experience? What was the outcome? Any tips?

By: Gia

Gotta Run: 2nd Half Marathon and it’s only January!

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This race could have been a disaster. I almost didn’t even start this race. But, I started and finished the race. I even got within a minute of my half marathon PR (personal record) again – frustrating!

I had been feeling bad all week. My stomach was good some days and HORRIBLE others. I was tired, stressed, and generally not feeling well.

I felt the worst on Saturday morning. I went to bed early Friday night and could barely get out of bed when my daughter woke up at 8am. Since my husband ignored me (he says he was sleeping and didn’t hear me – I beg to differ) when I asked him to get her, I reluctantly got up. I played with her for a little bit (she played and I laid on the sofa), fed her breakfast, and stared at my food trying to entice myself to eat. By the time breakfast was over all I wanted to do was crawl back in bed. My husband had joined us at the table and I told him there was no way I could make it to our daughter’s music class; he would have to take her alone. Luckily, he is a great father, once he is awake, and had no problem taking care of her all morning. The second he left the house I crawled back in bed and passed out. I NEVER do this. I never go back to bed 2 hours after I get up. Once I am up, I am up. This is when I really started dreading the race on Sunday.

After my 2 hour morning nap I felt better. I don’t know if my body was tired or if something else was going on but I wasn’t going to question it. My stomach wasn’t hurting too bad and I was actually hungry. I ate lunch, went to the bathroom, and felt even better! I told my husband I would watch our daughter for the rest of the day so he could hang out with one of his friends – I almost felt normal again.

By 10pm my stomach pain had gone and I decided I would set my alarm for the race and see how I felt in the morning. I gathered all my clothes and gear for the race and took out the Imodium. I knew there was no way I was going to run without my bathroom stopping pills Sunday.

When my alarm went off Sunday morning I was not 100% but I knew I could at least start the race. I knew the guys who would be in the SAG (“sagging behind”) wagon so if I couldn’t finish the race I at least knew who would be picking my pain in the but up!

Now onto the race report:

Sunday I completed the USA Fit Half Marathon, “Everyone’s Race”. This race has an 8 hour marathon time limit which is why it is “everyone’s race” – even walkers can officially cross the finish line and receive their well-deserved medal: )

All weekend I was hoping that the weather would cooperate for this race, unlike my first half marathon of the year. The race started at 7 am and the weather was in the mid 70′s, overcast and there was a light breeze. If the temperature was a little cooler it would have been perfect running weather, at least for the first half of the race. By the time I hit the 7th mile the cloud cover had gone and it was hot, sunny and the temperature had moved into the 80′s. The route was mostly through new residential neighborhoods which meant almost no tree cover (sadly they cut most of them down to build the communities). I ended up with slight sunburn from the race; something I never expected from a half marathon in January!

I started off the race with my running partner and we quickly picked up two other runners in the first mile. We were all keeping a great 11:50 minute pace (with 5 minute run and 1 minute walk intervals) but my running partner decided to slow down after the 4th mile. I ran the next two miles with the other runners but then they also decided to slow it down a bit. It was hot, my stomach was still cooperating, and I had no intention of slowing down. The faster I finished the race the faster I got out of the hot sun and could stop worrying if my stomach was going to but in the way (pun intended).

The last half of the race I ran alone and I loved every.single.minute of it! It was a small race and the second half of the route was decently quiet (very few spectators) so it was pretty much me and the road. I felt peaceful and relaxed. I felt like I used to when I ran before I got sick. I felt amazing.

When I got close to the finish line I started looking for my husband and daughter to cheer me in. I kept looking and looking and then I crossed the finish line. Once I receive my medal and looked at my watch I knew why they weren’t there – I told them I wouldn’t finish for another 15-30 minutes! They showed up a couple of minutes later and we had a great time at the after party. The three of us shared some Papa John’s pizza, chocolate chip cookies and even something a little healthy – a banana. I felt so good after the race that I even joined my husband Sunday night for a 3 mile run before dinner!

The finish line AFTER I crossed. My husband took the picture anticipating my arrival!

Finished. My 2nd half marathon in 2013!
Me, my running partner, and my daughter

Here are my stats from the race (age group 30-39):

6 mile split: place 117, time 1:10:04, 11:41 minutes/mile

7.1 mile split: place 59, time 1:14:59, 10:34 minutes/mile

Overall: place 85 (out of 193), time 2:25:13

The very TEXAS medal from the USA Fit Sugar Land Half Marathon and my almost full running plaque

Now the race plaque I just put up a few months ago is almost full! Any suggestions on what to do with my next set of medals and race bibs?!?

By: Cara

Plan B

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When you’ve had IBD for as long as I have, you learn a few tricks. You also develop a few “unique” habits. Mine is to figure out a plan B for every situation. And I mean every situation. It’s actually the first thing I do when I go anywhere new. I even do it in the car. Because I could need a bathroom in a moment’s notice, Plan B is essential to me. As I’ve grown, so have my Plan Bs. They have evolved greatly over the years.

As a young child, my mom had me carry around a blue and white card from the CCFA that said “I Can’t Wait” and then briefly explained that I had to couldn’t hold it and needed to go immediately. I was 12 and terribly embarrassed so I don’t think I ever used the card (but I still remember it so well). In high school, I had an agreement with my boyfriend and some other close friends. If I needed to go and we were in the car, they should just get to a gas station, restaurant, etc. as fast as possible. If a cop ends up behind them, keep going and they can stop to explain once I’m out of the car. In retrospect, that probably wasn’t the smartest plan.

Starting in my 20′s, I would create new solutions for every situation I was in. I fully developed my 6th sense (the bathroom sense) and could figure out where a bathroom was within seconds of walking into a restaurant or building. (My husband takes full advantage of this and always asks me, not an employee, where the bathroom is.) At that time, I lived in Manhattan and it was pretty easy to come up with a Plan B or even a Plan C to get to a bathroom quickly. I knew which establishments would easily offer me a restroom and which ones I had to negotiate with.  And being as it was Manhattan, there were at least 4 or 5 different options on just one side of every block. (This restroom map didn’t exist when I lived there.)

It's beautiful where I live, but you can drive for miles without seeing a public restroom.

It’s beautiful where I live, but you can drive for miles without seeing a public restroom.

But then I moved to the country and everything changed. I had to drive all the time. There weren’t bathrooms on every corner, or even every street. I often panicked. I did my best to come up with a Plan B but some were possibly criminal.  It wasn’t until I started potty training my daughter that I found the perfect solution. A travel potty seat in the car! Sure, it’s made for toddlers and I probably wouldn’t fit. But, there are disposable bags. Disposable bags! I’ve decided that in a pinch, that’s what I’ll do. It’s my Plan C. (For those of you without IBD who read this, I’m sure you are disgusted. For those of you with IBD reading this, you are probably thinking “this is genius!”)

My daughter's travel potty, the Potette.

My daughter’s travel potty, the Potette.

I still have Plan B, though. And now it’s assisted by my NEW card from myibd.org. It’s similar to the CCFA card and I will keep it in my wallet. The card is completely free and you can go here to sign up for your very own.

My brand new medical card.

My brand new medical card.

Do you always have a Plan B? If so, what is it?

By: Gia