A Breath of Fresh Air

Imagine gasping for a breath of fresh air during a workout, but the only thing that greets you is the phlegm that has built up in your throat. You take a few breaths, still phlegm. Finally, some air gets through, but you are breathing so hard that your chest won't stop heaving and any movement will result in certain death. Okay, so I exaggerate slightly, but it's what I imagine would happen in the moment.

Today, I got to try out my new inhaler, and I just had a feeling that this particular inhaler was going to work for me. When we were asked to run a 200 meter to warm-up, I didn't hold back. I ran!! My initial tests of my lung limits were proving to be successful. I may have been breathing hard, because someone asked me if I was okay, which confused me because I have not felt this great since high school. I guess even at my best, I'm still breathing and coughing like an old lady.

I can't wait to continue trying this inhaler and test new limits. It's one thing when the limits you face can be achieved with time and work. Eventually, you'll grow to achieve your goal weight. But when you are limited by an ailment that makes you "less than" what you know you can do, it's . . .well, frustrating isn't even the word, but it's a start.

See you tomorrow, Crossfit Mission Gorge! I am looking forward to seeing how my lungs fare during the 400 meter run for 3 rounds!!!