Last weekend I went out to do 9 miles. 9 miles should be easy. Instead, at mile 5 I was ready to lay down and cry I was so exhausted. “This is why I run loops,” I thought to myself. See, with loops you have to finish you have no choice.
Something wasn’t right. I couldn’t put my finger on it, but something definitely wasn’t right and I’ve been here before. See, last year after my hypothermia episode the wheels came off the bus in an epic fashion. I thought, maybe just maybe it was all in my head. Maybe I was just having a bad day. However, the scientist in me knew there was only one way to find out; data. The good news is that I had lots of it between my Garmin, Strava and Beyond the White Board. However, the bad news is that data doesn’t lie. Sound the alarm, GENERAL QUARTERS GENERAL QUARTERS!!
The sailor in me let out a blue streak a mile long. Not this again.
I sat down with Sainted Mary and we had a frank conversation. She was wondering if it was a diet deficiency. OK, a dietary deficiency I could work with that. She recommended that I have some specific blood panels done to see if that is, indeed, what we were working with. I made an appointment with Dr. Roy for the follow day.
Dr. Roy and I spoke about what has been going on. The bone crushing exhaustion. My stubbornness (and love of food) which has kept me working out despite the fact that I have absolutely no gas in the tank and all I want to do is sleep. I showed him all the data I had and we spoke about last year. He drew the blood for the labs that Sainted Mary wanted in addition to a few of his own.
Two days later we got the lab work back. It wasn’t a dietary issue. (Crap) Nope. Apparently my pituitary gland was having to work WAY harder than it should. What does the pituitary do? I’m glad you asked.
My TSH levels were out of whack. Huh, this explains a ton of other things that have been going on. Of 14 classic symptoms, I was exhibiting (and quite frankly, dismissing) 9 of them. It’s funny how it wasn’t until I wasn’t able to run like I wanted to that I suddenly said, ok there’s an issue. (face palm) Man I never learn.
It will take some time for the medicine he prescribed to take effect. There are multiple pieces of good news. First, soon I am not going to be bone crushingly exhausted any more. Second, my desire to run and workout will come back instead of it being a tug of war and a lecture of my inner voice ordering me around. Third, if we get my dosage right perhaps I won’t be walking around in a hat, jacket, and gloves at 50 degrees. Snicker. Hey a girl can dream.