I’ve always had a love affair with being strong and lifting weights. High school was littered with pictures of short lil’ me lifting big ol’ guys in my arms; college brought a job at the recreation center where I filled the time between my shifts with iron. A career in the software industry brought a whole lot of sitting on my ass, but I still worked to find the time to get a little weightlifting in here and there.
But a few years back, my health started to take a turn for the worse. I started getting unexplained fatigue and pain that made it hard to get to the gym regularly. My doctors said I had CFIDS and Fibro; I made lifestyle changes and took supps to try and get better.
It all went to hell this January, when my thyroid and stomach blew out, putting me out on disability for three months. My current set of diagnoses is:
1.) CFIDS (AKA unexplained neuro-immune dysfunction)
3.) Hashimoto’s disease
4.) Autoimmune gastritis
5.) Celiac disease
I found me a good (albeit expensive) doctor, and we’ve been putting me back together, bit by bit. It’s slow, but it’s working, and I have begun to feel human again!
Now I’m back at work, and finally back in the gym after two years away. Unfortunately, I picked up a little weight from being hypothyroid and inactive; on the bright side, I managed to keep some lean muscle mass and only went up to the high side of “normal” BMI-wise.
Anyway, this is where I’m coming from. Where do I want to be? That’s in the next post.