I am not normally a big weather guy, everyone knows it's fricken hot here. Today though may be a new high. It's projecting OVER 110 degrees, the record is only 105*. At 10am it was already 100 degrees. I guess today I am glad I don't need to decide what event I am going to practice, though I'd probably have chose a short run and long swim. The life of an arm-chair triathlete.
If the medical schedule holds, today a panel of specialists at a clinic in Seattle will review the 42 pages of medical records I have generated since Ironman. Hopefully this begins the next step towards my testing and God willing eventual return to nominal training. In the meantime I have already mapped out about two dozen new workout plans for myself. Some people design bead necklaces or build cabinets, I create workout routines.
I have been able to support my friends at two events since Ironman. While I did not participate in either of these events I was front and center and wanting so badly to get in the mix. For the first few hours each time, my entire body shook with a palsy I could not control and was noticeable to others. I would describe it as similar to a massive intake of caffeine or ephedrine but without the crash. I attribute it to a spillage of adrenaline much like a happy puppy can not control its bladder or perhaps more apt, when a person has a physical high after experiencing a particularly strong physical moment, like bungie jumping or witnessing a car accident up close. Curiously, without having the bonk affect afterwards, I can claim to have never felt like that before and now twice in a month after my internal injury.
The first time this occurred, at the triathlon in Mexico last month, I thought is was merely a reaction to a small hangover, lack of sleep and tropic air. The second occurrence over the weekend had no such considerations. Maybe it's just a side affect of a new me or perhaps a condition of my rhabdo that will be addressed in testing. In the meantime its something I will continue to contemplate and notate.
Have Fun. Its Monday, a new week starts today.
If the medical schedule holds, today a panel of specialists at a clinic in Seattle will review the 42 pages of medical records I have generated since Ironman. Hopefully this begins the next step towards my testing and God willing eventual return to nominal training. In the meantime I have already mapped out about two dozen new workout plans for myself. Some people design bead necklaces or build cabinets, I create workout routines.
I have been able to support my friends at two events since Ironman. While I did not participate in either of these events I was front and center and wanting so badly to get in the mix. For the first few hours each time, my entire body shook with a palsy I could not control and was noticeable to others. I would describe it as similar to a massive intake of caffeine or ephedrine but without the crash. I attribute it to a spillage of adrenaline much like a happy puppy can not control its bladder or perhaps more apt, when a person has a physical high after experiencing a particularly strong physical moment, like bungie jumping or witnessing a car accident up close. Curiously, without having the bonk affect afterwards, I can claim to have never felt like that before and now twice in a month after my internal injury.
The first time this occurred, at the triathlon in Mexico last month, I thought is was merely a reaction to a small hangover, lack of sleep and tropic air. The second occurrence over the weekend had no such considerations. Maybe it's just a side affect of a new me or perhaps a condition of my rhabdo that will be addressed in testing. In the meantime its something I will continue to contemplate and notate.
Have Fun. Its Monday, a new week starts today.
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