Wednesday, April 14, 2010
So I took a break from triathlon training on Sunday. My partner George encouraged me to give my muscles a break and I too thought it was a good idea. So Monday (yesterday) I finally went to the natropath for my foggy head and fatigue. She thought that I might have Lyme, took some blood, and gave me a large orange container with a handle to conduct a heavy metals test the following day (today). I went home from the Natropath a bit bummed. I don't know about you but I always want the doctor to tell me I am in great shape and to keep up the good work, or if need tell me to increase my vitamin x, and I will see the results I am looking for. A chronic illness, not really what I was looking for. I went home a bit bummed and didn't manage to tackle any of my fitness plan. I moped in bed.
Well today I started the heavy metals test by taking some pills, drinking an enormous amount of water and collecting my pee. This went on for 6 hours. At the end of it, I think the pills went to my head and conked me out. I woke up foggy and slugglish, like I had been feeling weeks earlier. I decided to sign off for today as well. It was ruined right?
Right before I was going to sign off and feel sorry for myself and than probably deliver some self abuse for not taking care of myself, I put on my swim suit and headed to the gym. It was way better than I thought it would be. I was super strong and had an awesome work out. I can't believe I almost convinced myself not to go. Lesson to self. Lesson learned.