Inspired by the Impossible...

I’ve lived most of my womanhood with the diagnosis of Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome (PCOS) piggybacking on episodes of abdominal or pelvic pain, a cyst rupture making me feel like I was near death, and abnormal cycles. This can be a confusing diagnosis which left most of my doctors, especially endocrinologists, puzzled, questioning whether or not I really have PCOS or multiple cysts planted on my ovaries. This is something they usually determine through bloodwork which mine have shown slightly abnormal hormone levels, but all my ultrasounds have consistently shown its present. My self-treatment regimen typically involves Ibuprofen and a heating pad. Pain that I’ve adapted to and pushed through thinking this was all just part of being a female. Surgery 2 was set and scheduled 1.5 weeks after my breast surgery (as mentioned in previous post) and all started with the topic of infertility. Disclaimer or fair warning : This a sensitive topic for some; however, this LENGTHY series of pers...

Given that October was Breast Cancer awareness month and November is a month of giving thanks, I feel the next series of posts would be appropriate and timely. People often ask, “are you training for anything?” or “what’s your next race?” My exact response, “I’m training for my sanity.” In fact, I was elated to hear I qualified for national race in August with the opportunity to attempt a spot on Team USA at USAT Nationals (Olympic distance triathlon). Instead, I arranged my priorities this year opting out to focus on a number of things. Actually, mostly personal issues. Twenty sixteen has been anything but an easy road. My physical training has given me the endurance to fight even mental and stress battles throughout this year. While I did not have any races on my calendar for the first time in the past 10 years, I had PLENTY of events on my calendar keeping me booked the entire year including: doctors’ appointments, meetings, working full-time (2.5 jobs!), volunteering on a pl...