Back in September I randomly passed out at work. Was a whole ordeal... They called an ambulance and everything. Brutally embarrassing.
They aren't exactly sure why... I think it was a mix of not feeling well, stress, anxiety, etc... but I've had a ton of tests since then that have all come back positive. Cardio, neuro, blood work... all showing I am in exceptional physical condition. When I passed out, they almost took me to the hospital because my heart rate was 54 bpm, and I actually had to explain to the EMT that my heart rate is normally this low because of how much I've been working on my cardio.
In any case, I feel that I may have been over doing it a bit in terms of workouts... Was running 8km 3x a week and working out 3x a week, all while keeping my calories below 1800/day. Considering I'm less than 1 year removed from being 60 lbs heavier and a straight up couch potato, it may have been too much too soon.
So since September, I have been slacking off bigtime. I went down to running 9km 2x a week, then 1x a week... Then I went 3 weeks without running at all... Last week only managed 6km in 30 minutes before I had to stop...
I haven't gained any weight but I am disappointed I let go of my routine. I used to CRAVE my runs all day long and now when I get home I just find excuses for not going. I'm too tired, it's dark out, etc... I'm sure the snow storms and the pitch black at 5 pm stuff doesn't help, but still. I also made a big life change and quit my job to change careers, go back to school and follow a lifelong dream of mine, which caused me immense stress and anxiety, but I am past that now and should be able to get back on the horse.
Anways, not really asking for advice, just ranting. I committed to running a half marathon in April and I got my dad so inspired by my fitness that he is training to run with me, so I can't let him down! At 61 years old he's in better shape than most people I know.
I think the commute is what kills me, ultimately. I am hyped up and motivated at 4 pm, I have my pre-run snack and get all ready to do it... Then I bundle up, put on my crap, take the subway home, walk in the pitch black cold, trek through snow... Get the dog dressed up, take her for a walk... By the time I'm done, there's no way I'm going for a run anymore.