Tags: allergies, ankles, blood vessels, calves, Charley horse, Charley horses, cramps, exercise, eye, fitness, IBS, injuries, knees, leg cramps, runner, runner injuries, running, shin splints, shins, woes
It is not unusual for my body to hate me so much. I have IBS and I get random pains from that in addition to the bloating, farting, and other poop pains.
How about a few minutes ago, I felt like I was just kicked in the kidneys? That happens quite often, with varying degrees of intensity.
I also seem to be getting major leg cramps and Charley horses, which is weird for me. Low potassium? I’ve tried that method. When I bend over to take off a shoe, I get a massive cramp in the back of my knee. I also love when I get cramps in my feet, but that is not as usual nowadays since I stopped my part-time job convincing people to buy new bath products.
But lately there have been some even weirder things happening (rare, I know.)
Tags: allergies, cold, IBS, sick, vegan
So, here I am again. I have been in this deep winter funk, and I noticed from a lot of blogs that I follow that I am not the only one.
Well, two weeks ago, the sun started to shine again and I didn’t freeze the moment I stepped out the door! Life became glorious and I was ready to run again and welcome spring.
My allergies did not agree.
I came down with a nasty cold/nasty allergy attack. Two days of severe throat hurt followed by at least a week’s worth of blowing my nose continuously. Well, I am still sick, blowing my nose, nursing a headache and continuing to show up for work (because my boss sprang a project on me the day I started to become ill.)
The weekend came, my project was amazingly complete and I couldn’t wait to rest and relax. To cook on Monday and to blog about it. To maybe get some new eyeglasses after my eye appointment.
Well, I woke up Tuesday and my stomach was grumbling. IBS, don’t hate me now! Well, it definitely did. And all I have eaten today was a few carbs.
What happened to my plans of detox, lots of good foods and starting my training again so I could maybe not die at my next 5K? Plans foiled again by my intestines.
And I can never explain it. It could have been the vegan noodle soup I made, despite being a help for sick people (so the blog told me.) It could have been the Oreos. Or my trusty ginger ale. Could be a number of other issues I deal with in my life, but see, my stomach never tells me. It just rebels.
Let’s just hope I’ll be back up and at ’em tomorrow.