I went to the doctor today and had a full physical, blood drawn, urine sample taken (actually I gave them one- no need to get pushy) and X-rays of my foot. I haven't mentioned in this ego maniacal blobby blob about how I've been feeling lately but it has not been good. For the last 4 weeks I've been very run down and I've seen a slow death in my mileage. Last week I am fairly certain that I had salmonella but that was just icing on a poopy flavored cupcake.
After Ironman Arizona and had a full physical and I weighed 158, that was May of '07. Today I was 141 (-17 pounds!) after drinking excessive amounts of water. I was 139 yesterday. My doc was a little concerned to say the least and is thinking that I feel crappy because I don't eat.. wow- how profound ;) I have done very well in cleaning up my diet to the point of obsession and have followed the alkaline diet religiously in the last month and after 4 weeks I'm certain that I gave it a fair shot. Alan has told me in the past to eat as much as possible to maintain body weight- don't eat as little as possible.. wise advice I know.
The X-rays were to simply get a referral to a podiatrist to start the process of getting my right foot right. I've had a neuroma since '05 that is excruciating to put weight on when it is flared up.. running flares it up. I also had plantar fasciitis for a few months and once it healed I think it left me a nice bone spur to make my foot the aforementioned cupcake.
There is more to my problems, and I posted a few thoughts but deleted them. It's somewhat heavy stuff and I am not sure if I need to write about it nor should I assume anyone is interested in hearing me whine. It has to do with depression and medication.. not exactly sunshine and puppy dogs.