After CDA, I was ecstatic to do nothing, nada, zilch, not a thing for at least a week. The Dirkinator had suggested sending a schedule out on the Thursday after the race and I politely declined. A full week of no training and just recovering was what I needed. And it was just a bit more than that too. The reality of starting IM training again. So soon. I hadn't factored that into my Kona goal. Just one week. That's all I wanted for a mental and physical recharge. Well, more mental since the recovery process is still in the works!
Sooooo, what does one do without a full training schedule? And kids out of school? Playtime!! Once I was able to walk (ha), the girls and I did some fun hanging out. Movies, Jumpstreet (I watched, not jumped), WaterWorld with PIC and Annie, Dairy Queen, frozen yogurt (will this heat wave ever end), pool time, water balloon fights. It was fun!!
|Another blue ribbon at a track meet for Charlotte!|
|Thanks Crowie for stopping by Kompetitive Edge!!|
Oh, how things change!!
Last Thursday, PIC and I left home for Portland, OR to join the awesome Rev3 team to get the Rev3 Portland event set up for Sunday's Olympic and Half races. I had the opportunity to work with this amazing crew back in May for the Knoxville race and though I worked sooooooo hard, it was an awesome experience. So I was really looking forward to this trip. The staff are top notch and it truly feels like a second family. Plus, for this race I was assigned new duties - Bike Course Coordinator. It sounded fun and a bit challenging because really, I know how to RIDE a bike course, not SET up a bike course!! By the way, if you haven't participated in a Rev3 race yet - why??? You are missing out on a fantastic event!!
|My favorite part of setting up the bike course?? Yep, sampling the fresh berries!|
|Oh the duties of cleaning up the bike course. That's Tony sweeping up a deer carcass with a god-awful smell. I just took the picture.|
But Friday afternoon it happened again as I was driving the course with my fellow course coordinator Tony. I didn't let him in on what I was experiencing and he probably thought I was just getting lazy since I was no longer putting out signs and marking arrows. Once again, an hour later it released and I was kind of OK. PIC put in a call to her sister-in-law who is a resident at a hospital in Oregon and I spoke to her about my symptoms. Gallbladder is the term that came up. Google gallbladder and the symptoms listed were quite similar to what I was going through. It was decided that if it happened again, I would head to the ER.
Unfortunately, Saturday afternoon brought the same issues but this time they lasted....for several hours. And that's when PIC's and my relationship went to the next level. Our first trip to the ER together!! Now, we always have a good time together and we always can laugh at any situation but laughing made me hurt!! And it was almost impossible to not make me laugh in this situation!! The "eye candy" in the waiting room was just too much - trying to figure out people's stories. But as soon as I start to laugh she would say "dead puppies" as if that would make me stop laughing. Fun in the ER. Oy.
To thank PIC for being there with me in the ER is really just not enough. It's kind of scary when you don't know what's going on but she made it bearable. She was exhausted from working and we both knew it was going to be an incredibly long night/day without sleep. But she was just smiling, tucking in my blankets and taking awful pictures of me. Plus I think she really enjoyed seeing me on morphine. Thank you PIC:)
|29 was my number. Not my race number, my ER number.|
|And not a race bracelet. Don't laugh, morphine was involved.|
To make a long story not as long, blood tests, ultrasound, chest X-ray, and 4 hours later......it was determined my gallbladder was just fine. Discharged with some awesome pain meds. And absolutely no idea what was wrong with me.
We got back to the hotel at 3 in the morning and I was meeting Tony at 5 to drive the course again. And PIC had to be up just a few minutes after that. There was really no question of me not working. My gallbladder was fine, the morphine was still working its magic and there was a race to put on. Suck it up buttercup!
On the bike course, some lovely individuals did some work the previous night. Some signs had been re-located. Duck taped arrows on the ground had been pulled up. Caution signs were taken down. Even more fun were that some directional signs had been replaced with signs that had arrows going the wrong direction. That's the reason we drive the course in the morning.
Now I'm back home and have seen a couple of doctors and have some answers. My gallbladder is fine. My pancreas is fine. So are my kidneys and liver. But there are some muscles in that area that are not fine. Going back to the swim portion of CDA, I breathed to the right every stroke. Something I NEVER do. I'm a bilateral breather but the conditions at CDA and my condition at CDA caused me to change my stroke. And that really pissed off my ribs, external obliques and intercostal muscles. They are in spasm. They are incredibly tight - like a tendon. And since they are somehow connected to the ribs (I'm not a doctor, I just play one on TV) it is causing my breathing issues. Of course, these are also the stabilizing muscles in your core so it pretty much effects every movement. Cool huh?
I'm due for a CT scan at the end of the week for some other checks and am on injured reserve currently. I'm trying not to freak out and have already written off Boulder 70.3. I was allowed to do 20 minutes on the stationary bike yesterday. Today may bring (wait for it) an HOUR on the trainer! Maybe even ride my bike outside tomorrow! No swimming or running yet. And if all goes well, an outside ride Friday!!!! And maybe, hopefully, please please please, I'll be able to resume real training soon.
Now you know why I have so much freakin' time to write such a long post!!!