In the immortal words of VIctor Meldrew: “I don’t belieeeeeeeeve it!”. First, I got diagnosed with hypothyroidism (don’t ask), then paroxysmal atrial fibrillation (trust me to get an unpronounceable heart disease), then hypertension (don’t know where that came from), in February of this year I ended up with a chest infection and now, wait for it… I’ve got flipin iron deficiency anaemia!
No wonder I’m not getting any faster despite the training and I’m jolly glad I smelt a rat and went to the doctors! So, I’m on industrial strength iron tablets (presumably made in Scotland from girders) and have the prospect of them sticking things up various parts of my anatomy to try and find out the root cause. Great!
But I’m thankful for the good news: firstly I’m not going mad and I haven’t messed up my training despite all the experience I have and secondly, my GP says that a few weeks of these pills and I’ll be right as rain as far as red blood cell count is concerned and hopefully as far as running’s concerned as well! At 55 (or nearly) WITH my current low blood count, I can still get round the famously challenging Temple Newsam parkrun in just under 27 minutes so I’m thankful for that.
So ever optimistic I say watch out, Marathon Mann may be back soon!
“give thanks in all circumstances; for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.” 1 Thessalonians 5:18 NIVUK