Experiences as a Fitness Instructor – Healing and Learning from CFS
My Story; I became ill with CFS New Years Eve 2012. CFS (Chronic fatigue Syndrome) often also referred to as ME, Yuppie Flu or Post Viral Fatigue. CFS today, for some is still thought of as an “In your head” condition by many, and was even dismissed six months down the line as “Are you sure you don’t just have the flu?” by one doctor I spoke with. Well… I can assure you, if you are struggling with this horrendous condition, CFS is not in your head. The many differentiation symptoms of this condition can baffle the best of us, but to be dismissed by the very people we crawl to for help has to be the biggest blow. These cruel words were the slap in the face I needed to do my own recovery research. My CFS recovery has been a hard learning curve for me. I used to enjoy pushing by body to it’s edge where exercise and training were concerned. Ha – I certainly managed that! I also felt that I needed to look the part and so I justified my calorie deficit with exercise, constantly trying to balance one out with the other. Long runs followed later by kettlebells, resistance training followed by Spinning. My own fitness training goals and teaching classes with little or no rest between each other, coupled with what I felt was just enough calories to fuel my energy requirements was eventually taking it’s toll on my body. Yep, OK, so I looked great on the outside, but on the inside I couldn’t see the long term damage. My long runs were getting harder, my recovery was taking longer. My hair was thinning and my nails brittle. The signs were there yet my goal to be fit, strong and lean were blinding me from the obvious, my health was suffering. This coupled with one or two stresses on my mind that troubled me deeply were overloading my adrenal system, my cortisol levels must have been all over the place. Then follow these with the flu I couldn’t get over, The flu was eventually the straw which broke the camels back and BOOM. My whole system had broken. It felt like my body was a car where the signals weren’t firing correctly and it couldn’t find how to restart itself again. Pain like you couldn’t imagine, weakness where even my eyelids were too much to hold open. I had no idea what was going on. I absolutely was terrified, but I didn’t have the energy to cry.
My recovery journey from CFS took hours of research. Trial and error. Success and setbacks. Tears of frustration and tears of joy. And in the end, sheer bloody-minded determination to make the positive changes I needed to heal myself. Healing my-self inside and out from the crippling effects of Chronic Fatigue eventually paid off. I am back. I’m back where I love being – Living a positive life with family and friends. And back to my love of teaching fitness, helping others achieve success.
I want to share my positive recovery story with you. If you are struggling I want you to know, you are not alone. I have walked this path, I have experienced the highs and lows. I have learned a lot from my own recovery, and I am ready to share it with you so you can heal too