This week was 37 miles of running and 6 "miles" of pool-running.
I woke up the morning after the Boston Half and I had no voice. And my asthma was much worse. Both of which were frustrating; neither of which were surprising.
I managed to get in to see my primary care on Monday afternoon (the appointment started off with me croaking: "So....I made some poor decisions over the weekend...."). After examination, he gave me the choice of either a) doing a few days of prednisone AND a week of the antibiotic doxycycline, or b) just doing the pred and seeing if that worked; if it didn't, I'd start the doxy.
I know that antibiotic overuse and antibiotic resistance is a thing; additionally, I always feel weak and run really badly on antibiotics. Thus, I picked door a) in hopes that this was just inflammation and a few days of pred would kick it to the curb.
Unfortunately, by Saturday when I was tapering off the pred, it was clear that it hadn't been enough. My lungs had improved, but they started going downhill again. So, on Sunday I started my seven day doxy sentence.
One will notice that I kept running through all of this (after Monday). That's because I very quickly lose the neurologic motor patterns for running when I don't do it. I essentially forget how to run. And it's really hard to relearn my running gait when I lose it.
As a compromise, I did many of my runs, including some "workouts" on my Lever Up (essentially a budget alter-G). By doing this, I could run at my normal paces (and thus practice running), but with a lot less stress on my body and especially the lungs, since the effort was much easier for that pace. I also kept the mileage low - about half of what I had planned to run this week.
Dailies:
Monday: Off except for foam rolling in evening.
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