Before I got into cycling last year, I had a problem with chest pain. Please don’t jump to conclusions (which I’d be likely to do after reading that opening line), my doctor is perfectly well aware of the condition, we had several discussions about it, and I had an EKG and an Ultrasound done just to make sure the ticker’s working correctly – and it absolutely is – no worries. That said, this chest pain was bothersome. It was almost non-existent for the most part on the weekends but it was a struggle to make it through a weekday without some odd feeling tension in my chest. I could take several deep, calming breaths and the pain would subside, only to come back later on in the day. As it turned out, I’m under so much stress (real or created – or both) and pressure, my body produced an abundance of adrenaline. With no way to burn it off, it was causing chest pain. There are very good, natural and completely explainable and understandable reasons for this stress – it has to do with my job and the path I chose as it pertains to my job. Let’s just say in the last six years, my responsibilities have increased about ten-fold. I love what I do, it’s just not easy (of course, if it was, anyone could do it).
That said, since I’ve added all of the extra miles, coupled with the sheer enjoyment of riding, that chest pain is all but gone. In fact, even though the stress has escalated with the stagnation of the economy (though Michigan is admittedly doing a lot better than many other States) I’m doing much better on the adrenaline front. Now I could go to the trouble of linking to a bunch of studies that show my results are not only typical, but expected – truthfully, this is not surprising nor is it rocket science (and I’ve already shown that many times over).
So as is usual, I’ll be suiting up today and heading out on the road, in pursuit of happiness, and relief.