Monday, January 4, 2010

what doesn't kill me....

Well it's time to admit defeat to whatever has been plaguing my chest for the last 8 months and go to the doctor. The cough and chest pain has returned and I'm sick of it. I've been ignoring it for way too long. So, after a lecture from the doctor about how most triathletes go to the doctor "all the time" and how I'm an "abnormality" and I "should see the doctor more often," I'm sitting in a coffee shop next to the doctor's office because I need to get chest xrays and the line was so frickin long I figured I'd get somethings done while I waited. I also have 2 inhalers to get me through training until we figure out what's wrong. Appears to be a combination of exercise induced asthma and some kind of bacterial infection. Which is very pleasant. I'm hoping that getting this fixed will make my training less painful/easier. Could explain why I had so much trouble breathing during the tri season last year.

SO....the moral of today's story is....sometimes even invincible people need to go to the doctor.

The End

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