I have felt like poo for about the last 4 weeks. I had a great week in the middle of March, and it seems like it has all been downhill since then. I have no idea if it has anything to do with POTS or not, but I assume it does. I'm over salt and compression socks. Eating Ramen and Easy Mac on a daily basis just isn't good.
I feel like I've fallen off the training wagon too which sucks. I had all sorts of momentum heading into Lonestar and feel like I have somehow just lost it all since then. Granted I've had a lot of other stuff going on, but still.
Lonestar meant that I did not run or ride long that weekend. The weekend before that I ran 15 miles and biked 80 on a moderately hilly course. Both of those went pretty well. This past weekend though I only made it 12.5 miles on my long run and our hilly century at the Easter Hill Country Tour turned into 75 miles of hell. The run was hot and humid and a good :30-:45 seconds/mile slower than I have been running. My heart rate was also significantly higher than usual. Lovely. I had only worked out on Tuesday and Wednesday as well after taking Monday off after the race and Thursday off for Jon's surgery. I think I almost ended up letting too much go instead of it being that I had overdone it.
My garmin pulled a nice stunt Saturday before the ride and claimed it had no battery when I had charged it for several hours before the ride. It probably turns out that that was for the best though because my heart rate on some of the hills would have made the thing explode and I had no desire to see that we were averaging close to single digit numbers at times (garmin is my bike computer too - so I had no data at all...Shellie and Bob were in charge!). I'm glad we did the ride, but I was cold the entire time and the sun never considered coming out. We got rained on at the end, but we were close enough to done that it was not a big deal.
I am just so tired most of the time now that all I worry about is sleep and if I'm not going to get enough I dread the week or so it will take me to recover from only 1-2 nights of too little sleep. I did not have nearly enough salt last week either, and that may have contributed to my lousy feeling about training over the weekend, but I have been married to my stupid excel spreadsheet that counts calories, sodium, and fluid intake for too long now and I just needed a break from it. I also needed a break from ramen.
To add to all of whatever is going on, I played nurse over the weekend. Actually I barely had to play nurse at all, but Thursday was a pretty tiring day as Jon had knee surgery to fix his recently diagnosed plica syndrome. Surgery went amazingly well, and only took 30 minutes, but the whole process was several hours, as any surgery is. I think I slept more than he did when we got home, and by Thursday evening, he seemed almost as good as new - or at least his appetite was.
I've been doing a lot of reflecting lately and thinking about people, friends, relationships, family, etc. I am very happy with where I am right now and recognize how fortunate I am. The POTs stuff sucks and some other stuff going on sucks, but none of it is really raining on my parade, which is wonderful. I have some awesome friends right now, but I just need to learn to recognize things for what they are, and not have unrealistic expectations about anyone.
Also, please please keep my best friend's dad in your prayers tomorrow and throughout the week. He is going in for major open-heart surgery tomorrow.
I feel like I've fallen off the training wagon too which sucks. I had all sorts of momentum heading into Lonestar and feel like I have somehow just lost it all since then. Granted I've had a lot of other stuff going on, but still.
Lonestar meant that I did not run or ride long that weekend. The weekend before that I ran 15 miles and biked 80 on a moderately hilly course. Both of those went pretty well. This past weekend though I only made it 12.5 miles on my long run and our hilly century at the Easter Hill Country Tour turned into 75 miles of hell. The run was hot and humid and a good :30-:45 seconds/mile slower than I have been running. My heart rate was also significantly higher than usual. Lovely. I had only worked out on Tuesday and Wednesday as well after taking Monday off after the race and Thursday off for Jon's surgery. I think I almost ended up letting too much go instead of it being that I had overdone it.
My garmin pulled a nice stunt Saturday before the ride and claimed it had no battery when I had charged it for several hours before the ride. It probably turns out that that was for the best though because my heart rate on some of the hills would have made the thing explode and I had no desire to see that we were averaging close to single digit numbers at times (garmin is my bike computer too - so I had no data at all...Shellie and Bob were in charge!). I'm glad we did the ride, but I was cold the entire time and the sun never considered coming out. We got rained on at the end, but we were close enough to done that it was not a big deal.
I am just so tired most of the time now that all I worry about is sleep and if I'm not going to get enough I dread the week or so it will take me to recover from only 1-2 nights of too little sleep. I did not have nearly enough salt last week either, and that may have contributed to my lousy feeling about training over the weekend, but I have been married to my stupid excel spreadsheet that counts calories, sodium, and fluid intake for too long now and I just needed a break from it. I also needed a break from ramen.
To add to all of whatever is going on, I played nurse over the weekend. Actually I barely had to play nurse at all, but Thursday was a pretty tiring day as Jon had knee surgery to fix his recently diagnosed plica syndrome. Surgery went amazingly well, and only took 30 minutes, but the whole process was several hours, as any surgery is. I think I slept more than he did when we got home, and by Thursday evening, he seemed almost as good as new - or at least his appetite was.
I've been doing a lot of reflecting lately and thinking about people, friends, relationships, family, etc. I am very happy with where I am right now and recognize how fortunate I am. The POTs stuff sucks and some other stuff going on sucks, but none of it is really raining on my parade, which is wonderful. I have some awesome friends right now, but I just need to learn to recognize things for what they are, and not have unrealistic expectations about anyone.
Also, please please keep my best friend's dad in your prayers tomorrow and throughout the week. He is going in for major open-heart surgery tomorrow.
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