On Friday I stepped into the saddle of my bike for the first time in a long time and went for a ride. I rode out about 4 or 5 miles, turned around and headed back home. On the way back, I felt the bolt attaching the headset to the stem (the headset is the piece that attaches a road bike’s handlebars to the stem, which is the vertical piece that pivots so you can turn, and connects to the front fork) loosen, and my handlebars dropped, facing directly down. So that made going home a lot harder. Still, I made it back, and I was proud of myself. It was nearly 95 degrees Fahrenheit outside, I was sweating profusely, and I pushed out 29 push ups (5 sets of 5, but 2 of the sets were 7), which was a lot for someone as untrained as me. I was happy, and I was proud of myself. Then I noticed the little yellow tag hanging on my front door. The city wanted me to mow my lawn.
So out comes my old clunker my brother graciously gave me. Getting that thing started is a workout all on its own. So I mowed the lawn, front and back, and when I finally came inside and grabbed a glass of water, I rushed to take an nice cool shower. I realized around the time that I was stepping into my cold shower that something wasn’t right. My skin was absolutely crawling, particularly around my face and neck. I was all red, and even after my cold shower, I was still sweating so much that the moisturizer wouldn’t stick to me. That evening, as my body finally started to calm down some, my face was completely broken out in splotches of red rashes. The good news is that by the next morning, the contrast between the healthy skin and the rash was less noticable and became less noticeable as time went on. Sunday my skin was very flaky and dry, which as a seasoned eczema sufferer I can tell you is a very good sign. It means that the damaged skin is being repaired and replaced and soon my skin will be relatively smooth once again.
So the end of this story is that I went really hard on Friday, more than I should have. I really experienced some serious bodily stress, possibly heat exhaustion, and I need to take this all way more slowly. I can’t allow my body to be its own stumbling block.
In other news, I looked down at my belt this morning and realized I’m down a notch! All that without trying to lose weight. Yeehaw!Recommend0 recommendationsPublished in