Selfish. Greedy. A bit self-centered even. Mainly selfish though. That’s what I’m feeling right now after receiving an email from the Blood Center of Central Texas. Apparently there is a shortage of Type O, and you’re looking at 10 tall pints of O-positive right here. So why the self-deprecating adjectives to start things off? Well, because it’s my blood and you can’t have it!
Don’t get me wrong, I donate whenever
is convenient I can. The last time was June or July when I donated extra red blood cells via the fancy-pants ALYX machine. You see, I’m worried that if I donate my self-replenishing blood, my running and swimming (and hopefully biking soon) will suffer. So let’s weigh the pros and cons:
My training declines slightly | Someone doesn’t get the life-saving blood they need
Seems pretty clear cut to me! With a marathon less than a month away I may hold on to my red stuff for a little while longer, but I fully expect to drop a few pounds*^ some time in the Spring. How about you? When was the last time you donated? Hmm?
*a pint’s a pound the world ’round (means a pint of liquid weighs a pound)
^new diet fad? “Lose a pound in an hour!” (Thanks to the Red Cross I learned you only donate a pint)
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One Pint, Two Pints, Three Pints, AH AH AH AH