Saturday we woke up to snow, more snow on the ground. It was April 8th, and we had snow. Not cool, Mother Nature! I struggled with our run on Saturday, and I was exhausted after. So tired, I did not want to hang around for the trainer that I had been looking forward to. I struggled with my joints and my breathing, and I felt frustrated. According to my Fitbit, I had sufficient sleep the night before, so that was not the cause. My daughter took off like a shot and finished the run. She caught up to me after. She became concerned and backtracked looking for me. I was really lagging far behind. I chalked that near failure to the very cold temperatures, and figured I had better call my rheumatologist or my PCP to discuss the joint stiffness that was impeding my progress. It was not a total failure because I did manage to complete the route with only 1 cut corner. Exercising in any form, even slowly, is better than giving up, right?
By Monday, the start of our week 4, I was feeling better. My joints did not ache, and it was balmy out. In the 80s. I decided to hold off on phoning the doctor until after I gauged my progress on Monday’s run. Compared to Saturday, I did fabulous. I almost kept up with my daughter, I could see her ahead of me the entire time out on Monday. With the 80-degree temperature my joints were feeling good, and my legs wanted to run. I was excited because I was doing well. But then my lungs could not keep up, in an extreme deficit. I could NOT catch my breath. Then I started coughing. Then my throat hurt, and I felt sick to my stomach. I discounted it and kept going, doing a funny sort of speed walking, slowing down when the breathing was too hard and speeding up to a jog when I could manage it.
On the way home, I was completely beat. I did not let on to my daughter just how exhausted I was. I kept coughing for hours after arriving home. My throat is still sore It is now Tuesday afternoon, and I feel like another coughing fit could be just around the corner. Then I had an epiphany…I think I’m suffering with exercise-induced asthma. Two of my six children have it. My mother struggled with asthma at times. It is allergy season and my allergies are severe in the spring. I did some web hunting and found I have all of the symptoms. I did call my doctor, and I have an appointment next week. Now I have to figure out how to cope between now and then so I do not wreck my training. I may end up at urgent care before my appointment (my doc is out of town until next week).
I have never been diagnosed with asthma, and I have struggled with breathing before, but I never challenged myself to running before. All other times I was able to recover from the breathing. Interval training, cycling, boxing, kettle bell, walking/hiking, etc. all allow for more recovery time, or are in a controlled environment. Running demands more of your cardio system, and I’m running outside in my peak allergy season. This seems a very logical and likely diagnosis. I am looking forward to getting a little inhaler and seeing if that makes a difference. I really feel like my legs can do much more than my lungs can. If I can get that sorted out, there should be no stopping me!