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Checked over by a physician

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When I go to a fitness class whether it be cardio or strength I tend to yawn when I need to get a really deep breath in.

Take that to outside where I started running five months ago. I could never get my breathing under control enough to finish a run strong. I always dwindled off at the end of runs. Since I have now worked up to my 10 minutes of running, then 1 minute of walking/recovery time I am noticing that I am almost panicking to get a breath of air. I always tried to be quiet, but towards the end of each run I got louder with my breathing.

I thought it could be just a mental thing, because I was not used to running any distance except for a sprint here and there at soccer. But just to be safe I went to get it checked out by my new family doctor this morning, who just happens to be my soccer team mate. Since she knows what I’m like on the field (“fit”), she also assumed it was just a psychological thing, that I had myself psyched out on runs. I mean it gets embarrassing as other people tend to notice and ask if I’m alright!

I had some blood work done to check my iron and B12 as I mentioned to her that I was once low a few years ago and stopped taking my iron/B12 pills. I am also booked to have a pulmonary function test done on me as my Doctor said “to get some peace of mind” so really she thinks it’s nothing.

My boyf said “If it’s mental, you should be able to force yourself to breathe. Asthma causes your airways to constrict so you literally cannot suck air in.” I need to definitely practice controlling my breathing, but it’s incredibly difficult to do so! I feel fine one minute, and the next minute my breathing sucks (no pun). No matter my pace whether I’m slow/fast.

Guess it’s something I really need to get serious about if I want to overcome this pain in the arse problem of mine. Now I’m debating whether or not to sit down on the comfy leather couch of ours, or get up and go on a trail run.

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Weekend cleaning spree

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I went to bed at 9pm last night as I was blackberry messaging a friend, I felt bad because I fell asleep with the blackberry next to me, but then when I woke up – the last message received from her was “night!” Clearly we were both hitting the hay pretty early. I felt super exhausted all day yesterday and so at 9pm I finally decided I was done, and set my alarm for 6:30 the next morning (being today…) and I re-set it for 7:15! It was a fantastic super long, and much needed sleep.

The weekend was all about cleaning the entire apartment up and chucking bags of junk down the garbage chute. I should have taken before and after pictures, but I only took after’s.

I started off by going in a car wash for the first time in my life (by myself that is). It was pretty scary. Wouldn’t’ want a claustrophobic person going in one of those things. The loud banging noises of the water (I went in a “touch-less” car wash) had me freaked out! It smelled pretty gross, not really soapy but sort of like bubble gum and weird chemical all at the same time. Either way, my car is sparkly now.


This is when it started to smell like bubble gum, but not the pleasant kind. The kind that would poison your insides.

This is our movie room with the big awesome projector. The coffee table was piled high with papers and remotes and empty boxes. Now it’s replaced with a nice center piece that had Christmas bulbs in it, but I replaced it with some aqua colored rocks and a candle. Sooo much better. The coffee table called LACK in the color “black-brown” from Ikea. I really like it, and it was probably less than thirty bucks, but the darn thing scratches super easily! Very annoying, seeing as we rarely use this room and it has 2 scratches on the top. Maybe I can color it in with a sharpie. How ghetto would that look?

The desk where I blog from. I really dislike this desk, it’s cheap and flimsy but I’m keeping it for now. It does the job. I’d like to get rid of that stack of magazines on the left by the speakers the Boyf bought for me.

Going through old boxes on my desk, I came across a photo of me and a friend from March 2006. I thought I looked so completely different (and with SUPER long hair!!) but then I snapped a photo of myself and thankfully I don’t look all that different. Just older. Obvs?

Tried getting some  boxes to organize all the shoes and Alfie’s gear. It’s better than what it was, but I wish Winners had more of those wicker type baskets on the top shelf. I’d buy the whole store out. Then it’ll look presentable! :)

While I was at Walmart (on a Saturday night no less), I spotted the FANCY NANCY book that one person last week left a comment about how if I had nieces instead of nephews, I could have bought them that. I had no idea who/what Fancy Nancy was until I was browsing the book and magazine section. I had to snap a pic. It looked cute.

This is all I leave you with today, since I shouldn’t be on the computer as Alfie hasn’t seen me all day! Poor neglected dog.


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Outfit of the work week + a little breathing drama.

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Remember, you can CLICK to enlarge the pictures of the work week and read where all the pieces are from.

I went running last night with a different group of people. We did a 7k huge loop, and they weren’t really loving the 10 minute on, 1 minute walking — but I said that I had to have that as my breathing was a bit mental. They didn’t realize what my breathing got like until it was loud. It’s all I can do though, that’s how I breathe when I run and I’m needing that break between minute 10 and 11. The two of the three people that went with us are personal trainers and they seemed quite concerned about my breathing and kept asking if I was alright.  Embarrassing. I just nod, because I hate talking when I’m like that, hah. It just sounds as though I can’t get a deep breath in. They asked if I was wheezy, which I’m not — but they seemed to think so. One of them suggested I had asthma, or running induced asthma. I’m pretty sure I don’t, but then again I never really thought about it.

I have only been running for 4 months, but at the same time you’d think it would get better. I can run for longer distances but my breathing remains troublesome. Get this, I don’t think my breathing is terrible on treadmills. Then again, I haven’t been on a treadmill in months so I guess I wouldn’t really know if I hopped on one and ran distance.

Some of the suggestions that the runners told me (including my Boyf):

  • Breath through your nose, out through your mouth (impossible)
  • Lean over when you run up hills (much easier on your breathing, I tried it yesterday!)
  • Slow down your pace (how much slower can I get!! I’m doing a 10 minute mile some days.

It’s just very difficult to go to a family doctor who is in a completely different city 40+ minutes away. Taking time off work, making that time up. Then probably getting referred to a specialist. Maybe I’m reading way too much into this, I’m not sure. But I’m really annoyed with my breathing. It’s why I need my one minute break in between the 10 minute runs. The trainers couldn’t get over that I fully recovered with that one minute break, and my breathing only affected me when I was at minute 7-8 or so.

Pain in the butt, that’s for sure. It could be nerves, it could even possibly BE asthma. Funny thing is that I can control is, so that makes me think it’s nerves. I need to mentally focus and challenge myself to say “this is a leisure run, you’re not running for time. You’re stronger than you think you are. Breathe slowly”. I think I miss running with my running buddy (we run together but still in groups), because she “calmed” my breathing down, ha.

I think I’m going to try and go for another run tomorrow, by myself — really slow (maybe) and see if I can control it. Because if I can, it’s nerves. Right? I gotta be right.

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