A Crazy Few Days

Hey, i going to be quick here because I don't have much time but I need to fill you in on what's been going on. I ran six miles on Tuesday, nothing major to report. Pretty normal run, actually my quickest six ever but I'm not running against the clock so I could give a shit. That's where normal ended for me this week.

After work Thursday I blew off a 3 mile run I had planned. I just didn't feel right, at the time I wasn't sure what was up I just knew I had nothing to give so I blew it off. I came home did some work around the house and put in all of my air conditioners. Well a couple of hours later I was really having a hard time breathing. My asthma kicked in, to much pollen in the air. I sucked it up through the night but went right to the emergency room first thing Friday morning. When I arrived I was working on 50% lung capacity, pretty bad shape.

The timing of this couldn't have been worse because I was planning a little surprise for you folks this Sunday. I planned to run a half Marathon in Boston, all 13.1 miles just for the hell of it.

So here I am, A day after the hospital visit, a day before the race. Oh what to do? The doctors did a great job with me, steroids, nebulizer treatments, oxygen and a few other gizmos. The had me breathing better pretty quick.I told them abut the race, they said if I carried my inhaler and promised to stop if i was having an issue than they would support it. The problem is, I am still nowhere close to normal, my breathing meter has me about 80%, my eyes are on fire and I don't have a ton of energy. My allergies are fucking killing me and this isn't a 3 mile race, it would be a career high 13 miles.

So, this is what I know, I have denied having asthma forever, I don't use it as an excuse, refuse to let it stop me from doing anything. I smoke sometimes just to fuck with it. I can't let it stop me. So tomorrow at 8:15 I'm going for it, I'll give it my all, I may not finish but I'm going to wear my big boy pants and go for it. I'll keep you posted...

Note to Beast: Is this the best you can come up with to stop me, an asthma attack before race day? You're so pathetic you make me laugh. Listen big boy, next time you better come up with something a little harsher!! It's going to take a lot to keep me from kicking your silly ass!!