Within the first few days of July 2014, I went from being a yoga enthusiast, runner and (novice) weight-lifter to being too tired to get out of bed, too painful to lift my arms or my head and having absolutely no idea what happened.
July 1, 2014: at the gym, living the dream
July 4, 2014: in bed, seriously messed up
Then, the twitching started. Oh the twitching. My face. My arms. I could hardly stand to walk before the fatigue and twitching became too much.
Months of scans, X-rays and blood tests ensued. I had been tested for everything from Lyme disease to multiple sclerosis to Wilson disease.
Nothing. I wasn’t me, but I wasn’t diagnosed with a life-altering illness, either. The doctor I had seen last year said a little boy presented with the same symptoms last year–no such luck on the diagnosis front, either. And as of today, no answers for either of us.
Here, I went from being a health-conscious gym rat to nearly incapacitated in the span of a few days; at 29 years old, this was a scary prospect. What if I had to live the rest of my life this way? Would we ever be able to travel?
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Miraculously, I recovered by spring 2015 and fostered a new outlook for intentional living. I knew I wanted to get a full-time job that paid well so that we could get out of debt faster. We also knew that if we were to become stricken with serious health conditions, we didn’t want to be responsible for the maintenance of a huge house.
We started making radical changes to improve our health and to become debt free/financially independent. If we were going to salvage the unknown number of healthy years left, we needed to make drastic changes. Who knows how much time we truly have left to enjoy life? Questionable health has been the fuel of our FI fire.
Which brings me to the 21-day yoga challenge from Yoga Journal.
Last year, I had just started this 21-day yoga challenge when the scary, life-altering illness began, so I didn’t complete the challenge. Now, more than a year later, I feel well enough to be able to take it on again.
I am a little scared to get started, not that I think practicing yoga is going to make me sick or anything, but last year was traumatic in ways I can’t describe, so attempting to resume an exercise routine has me a little gun-shy. I continue to work on my fears about resuming a normal routine.