“You are quite literally doing everything you can do INDUCE an attack.”–Doc
Ah, summer in the mid-Atlantic. Nothing says glorious days like 81 degree temperatures at 0430 with a humidity percentage hovering some where between wet sponge and steam room. It is days like these that make training for #ECSUT, hell, walking to the mailbox next to impossible. I’ve had to switch to a 0500 CrossFit class just to hope that I can maybe breathe at that hour. Running? Unless I drive two hours out to the mountains and start at 0600, or worse run on the dreadmill, running is off the table.
Bear with me for a moment to describe to you what it’s like to be me (without the science speak). I want you to stick a straw in your mouth. Now breathe through it. Now I want you to go running with the straw in your mouth and attempt to breathe. Welcome to being an asthmatic on any given day. Oh wait, but there’s more. Now, find some peas and stick them in the straw and try to run. That is what an asthma attack feels like. Now for the science-y stuff. (See diagram on the left)
This is the reason why many asthmatics just say they can’t. I, however, do not have the word ‘can’t’ in my vocabulary. Yes, on occasion this has gotten me into a bit of trouble. I am not about to let this control my life. I want to live my life.
After nearly two years of this journey I am now at a place where I am starting to run into (no pun intended) issues that are beyond the scope and capacity of my asthma doc. Why? Well, my asthma doc doesn’t have any patients like me. If you aren’t new to this blog you are probably nodding your head right now in agreement. If you are new to this blog I highly encourage you to go back and read some of my
stupid learning moments.
I recently had a discussion with my pulmonary doc and my osteopath asking this basic question; “How long is my fast acting inhaler good for?” What prompted this question was that as my runs have started to surpass the four hour mark (because yes, I’m slow) I’m finding that my chest and lungs are NOT happy. My pulmonary doc answered very wryly with, “Why are you doing that to yourself?” Where as my osteopath answered frankly, “You are quite literally doing everything you can to INDUCE an attack.” Both then proceeded to answer my question.
What I really need is to find a long distance, ultra runner who is asthmatic. Not a little asthmatic, but someone who is a HUGE asthmatic like myself. Someone who has already been down this road and learned the lessons so that I don’t have to learn them on my own. In this great big world of ours there has to be another crazy pants like myself. Right???