About This Blog (Read This First!)

My name is Kat. I’m an early-30s graduate student in Virginia, getting my PhD in Russian language and literature.

One year ago I started seriously running. “Seriously” as in on an actual schedule for several days a week, to the point where it became a part of my planner just like teaching and work commitments. In 2011, I ran four races and ran farther than I ever had in my life. On December 31, I ran 10 miles for the first time. In 2012, I will run my first half-marathon and full marathon (in April and November, respectively). Posts tagged “Running”, usually under the “Speedy Things” category, will discuss the training for those two races, as well as other things that go on in that area. If you’re not interested in that stuff, feel free to skip those posts.

In September 2011 I started having some health issues that caused me some concern. These will first be explained in detail in the posts under the category “Explanatory Things”, and from then on discussed in the posts tagged “Health” (and again, if you’re not interested in that stuff, feel free to skip those posts). About a week before Christmas 2011, I was diagnosed with ulcerative colitis, or UC, which is a type of inflammatory bowel disease (IBD*). A really good resource for information on that is the Crohn’s and Colitis Foundation of America webpage, which can be found under the “Health Links” section on the right side of this page.

Now, I’m trying to figure out how to manage my life with UC, not to mention my running goals and my school goals and my career goals and how the changes I’ll need to make to my lifestyle will – or won’t – fit in with those goals. This is all kind of one big science experiment, so I’m going to write about it as an outlet of sorts. I always kept diaries when I was young, and found then – and still do find – that writing was the best way for me to sort out what I was going through at a given time. If I can help someone along the way, that would be a total double bonus. And if I can somehow make you laugh, I’ll consider my job done.

Speaking of making people laugh, I’m also finally learning how to cook now that I’ve reached my thirties. (Suffice it to say that I did not grow up in the sort of household where cooking was a Thing That Was Done.) I blame this partly on my boyfriend, who is himself a very good cook and also responsible for my growing affinity for (gulp) seafood. Anyway, this  foray into culinary fun isn’t entirely irrelevant; part of managing UC is learning what one can and cannot eat, and, by extension, what one can and cannot cook. Posts discussing this will under the category “Tasty Things” and usually will then be tagged “Cooking”, so you’re free to skip those if you’re not interested in any of that – though I warn you that some of my most hilarious mishaps in life have occurred in a kitchen**.

Otherwise unclassified ephemera will go under the category of – you guessed it! – “Other Things”.

A  few more words of warning: the subtitle of this blog contains the word “poop”. That should be a clue to you, dear reader, that things are sometimes going to get gross around here. I find it highly entertaining that someone like me – who already has the mental maturity and appreciation for fart jokes of a 12-year-old boy – ended up with this disease, right at the point in my life when I’m feeling the best physically I’ve ever felt. It’s like someone gift-wrapped an entire set of poop jokes and gave it to me and said “here, have at it!” Basically, what I’m getting at here is that I’m going to get graphic, and will sometimes be offering content of a too-much-information nature. Because not everyone has the same propensity for the diarrhea song*** as I do, I’ll try my best to put such posts under the category “Potentially Icky Things” and tag them otherwise as “TMI” or “NSFW”, but my courtesies end there. If this really bothers you, you’re free to stop reading whenever you like. I don’t say this to be mean, but rather to give you fair warning that things might get a little dirty and that that’s part and parcel of taking this journey with me – one step at a time, one poop at a time.

*Not inflammable bowel disease, which is what I thought it was actually called for the first few times I mentally referenced it. Can you imagine…?

**See exhibit A below: this is what happened the first time I ever made something with spaghetti squash. (Alternately, this is what you don’t want your insides to feel like after a colonoscopy.)

***Please just look this up on Google. If you’ve seen the wonderful 1989 movie “Parenthood”, you know exactly what I’m talking about.

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5 Responses to About This Blog (Read This First!)

  1. Suz says:

    Love it. More, More!!! You make me understand me, my body and more. Most of all you make me see the humor in life. Suz

  2. polyphanes says:

    Darling! You’re fantastic, your writing is fantastic, and your poop is fantastic (and I hope is treating you well). Also I miss you.

    I decided to pass along to you the Versatile Blogger Award! Take a look and see what you think. ❤

    • kmt4n says:

      Awww, thanks! For all of it! (My poop is by and large treating me well, too, which is nice.)

      Also also I miss you too. We should DO something about that. 😛

  3. I just found your blog. Welcome to running! It looks like you’ve been making good progress. I started my blog in April but I’ve been running for 10 years. Still lots to learn in both areas.

    • kmt4n says:

      Thanks for stopping by! Yeah, one of the things I love about running is that it’s an ongoing learning process; there’s always something to work on. Same goes for blogging, too, I suppose. 🙂 Cheers!

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