So, remember when I used to blog?
I've been busy. Sometimes I like to drop out every other year. It helps me refocus.
I rode my bike to work today, and as I rounded yet another corner uphill, my chest hurting, nausea blooming, I thought: "I seriously could have a cardiac infarction!"
*Sidenote* The first time I heard "cardiac infarction", I laughed for days because I thought it sounded like a heart-fart. It's not actually a funny thing when you think you're having one.
Like, did you know nausea is a sign? Then I thought, my neck and jaw feel fine. I was reassured shortly after when an ambulance wiped past me in the direction of work. I work at a hospital. I also briefly thought of my "People to call if found dead" list and it gave me a little peace.
The most important thing about my trip to work this morning? I think it was the fact that I didn't stop. I mean, I did get off the bike a few times and walked it. But I didn't stop moving. It was pretty much the most intense and scary wake up call I've had recently. That I'm not just getting old, or fat, or out of shape... but that something like a short one and a half mile bike ride to work nearly did me in.
I'm planning to walk the rest of the week. Work my way up. But I'm not going to stop moving even if I have to change things up to finish...
I hope nobody on my list ever gets that call, at least for a very long time.
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