Holy tired...

First and foremost, Happy Memorial Day. I hope y'all have a beautiful day with your friends and family and remember what today means...remember those military members who paid the ultimate sacrifice. Remember them, today and always. At 3 p.m. this afternoon, please remember to take a moment of silence for those we've lost. 

So my post this week is about how ROUGH last week was, and now, having written that ^^, I realize that I don't have much to complain about. However, I want to tell you my story because I think it may help some of y'all who may be going through the same thing. 

My week started out relatively well; no real complaints. Same stuff, different day. Scott and I had already decided that we were going on a brunch date on Tuesday because we hadn't spent much time together the week before. We were excited to go out (we rarely ever do, LOL). And admittedly, I was tired before we went, but that's nothing new. Getting up at 4am to coach two classes, plus work out, generally makes me tired. 

So we go to brunch (I won't name where, because what happened is ultimately not the restaurant's fault), and we are having a good time, eating, laughing, taking pictures (of course), and we head off on our merry way.

As soon as we leave, I tell Scott I don't feel very well...that I have a headache and I feel incredibly run down. We had to run a couple errands after brunch, so we do those and head home. As soon as we get home, I laid down on the couch (which isn't normal for me). I literally felt like I couldn't hold my head up. I slept for about an hour, but could've slept for the rest of the day, if I was able to! I was so drained and my head was pounding. NOTHING was working to take the pain away or to help energize me! 

I go to bed Tuesday night, thinking I'll feel better in the morning. When the alarm went off at 4am on Wednesday, I knew I was in trouble. My head was still pounding and my body hurt everywhere. I mean, I'm used to being sore, but my joints hurt, especially in my shoulders. I powered through coaching three classes that morning, like I always do, and then met up with Scott for a meeting that afternoon in Portsmouth. He treated me to coffee, thankfully, to help get me through the afternoon. I even remember texting my sister in Germany that I was being run by caffeine that week! 

By the time I got home from church and my day, it was 7 p.m. that night. Which is when I noticed something was wrong with Gizmo. So my brain is in a fog, my head is pounding, my body hurts, and my poor Gizmo is acting weird. I just wanted to sit down and cry. But I got my stuff done, got reassurance from Scott that nothing was wrong with Gizmo, and went to bed around 930 or so...and promptly passed out. 

Thursday morning...4 am alarm. Oh boy. I don't know how I made it through coaching two classes because I was hurting. My whole body was sore, I could barely think straight, and I felt so incredibly drained. And yep, I still had a headache. So I head home after coaching (PS - it was my rest day), hoping to crawl back into bed for a couple hours, when I see that Gizmo is, once again, acting really strange. Finally, Scott sees it too. So instead of sleeping, we head off to the vet to get him checked out (he was my priority at that point). 

Long story short with Gizmo, he somehow hurt his back and has been taking an anti-inflammatory since then and is 100% better. He's back to his normal, frolicking self! Of course, we have to watch him to ensure he doesn't hurt himself again or anymore, but I'm glad he's back to himself! 

Anyhow - I passed out on our drive home from the vet and Total Wine (we needed a keg, LOL). And when we got home, I laid back down on the couch and promptly passed out for two hours. Even with Scott cooking and food prepping in the kitchen. And even when I got up, I still felt so run down and drained. I mean, I didn't want to move! I felt so incredibly strange. I was texting my mom about how exhausted I was and how it was completely out of the ordinary for me. I mean, I'm used to being tired, but not like that! 

Needless to say, I powered through Thursday and into Friday. Friday was the first morning that I actually felt a little more normal, that I woke up without a headache. I was still sore, especially in my shoulders, but I just thought that was normal wear and tear from working out.

So...drop Chloe off at school and head to the gym. Boy, oh boy, was that the wrong idea. I had an asthma attack (again) during the last round of the workout and thought I was going to throw up everywhere. Again, just drained and weird feeling. I coached the next class, but was still just feeling blah, but not terrible...if that makes any sense. 

Let me tell you...it wasn't until I was waiting to pick up the kids that afternoon that I realized what happened. Yes...it took from Tuesday to Friday for me to figure it out! 

At brunch on Tuesday, I asked for a breakfast burrito but that I needed a gluten free wrap (I knew the restaurant offered one because it was like that for another item they had). Our waitress assured me it was gluten free. Well, when it came, I thought it looked NOT gluten free (there's usually a difference in the way wraps look). I didn't eat much of it, but had a few bites of it...I ate most of the inside with my fork, with a couple pieces of the wrap. I trusted that the waitress hadn't lied about the wrap being gluten free. 

However, I didn't have or do anything else different other than the burrito. So I am 99% positive I was glutened. Let me tell you...there is a reason why I eat gluten free. Because I felt so incredibly terrible last week. The nonstop headache, the irritability and fatigue, the extreme soreness in my joints (especially my shoulders), and the brain fog...I couldn't think straight! 

Once I realized it, I immediately started taking an essential oil supplement called Zendocrine to help detox it out of my system. I finally started to feel normal again, and was even able to work out on Saturday without feeling like I wanted to die. And my shoulder soreness has eased up SO MUCH. 

I'll tell you...it is amazing the impact of food on our bodies. The food you eat can either hurt or help you...and gluten, for me, is obviously NOT helpful. Whew. I'm so glad to have finally realized it and starting detoxing it out of my system. My poor husband got the brunt of my irritability, pain, and fatigue... sorry, babe!  

With that said, I am definitely going to be so much more careful about what I'm eating, especially at restaurants, because last week was miserable and I'd like to avoid going through that again! 

We have to learn to listen to our bodies when they have reactions like that. So often, we think it's normal or that we've just overdone it. But feeling that way...feeling that run down and exhausted and in pain ISN'T NORMAL!! And we have to pay attention to it! 

I hope my experience last week has helped you somehow; maybe you've experienced similar symptoms and didn't know what caused them. I'm happy to chat and see if we can narrow down what you are sensitive to! Because I know feeling like that is no fun at all! 

I hope you all had a beautiful weekend, are enjoying your Memorial Day, and have an amazing week! 

With love and wellness, 
​Whitney