I will hit 50, the age, all too soon. But 50 as a hematocrit level? Nah, nor do I want to.
One of the things I’ve learned from The Secret Race is that 50 was the top hematocrit level the pro cyclists could hit during major races before receiving a 15-day ban. So as they took their EPO and did their blood doping, any time they got too close to 50, they’d take massive amounts of salt tablets and drink ginormous quantities of water to bring the levels back down a bit. Still, it was nothing for them to race at 48 or 49.
Given my recent bout of anemia, I can now appreciate how ridiculously high that is. Mine has been stuck firmly in the low- to mid-30s for some time. But now that I’ve had two iron infusions (my third is scheduled for today), I think things are looking up.
All the way into last weekend, I was horribly, horribly tired. I was hitting bed as early as I possibly could–trust me, if 7 p.m. were an option, I would have taken it. Since late last week, however, I’ve been noticing a little difference in how quickly my legs have been recovering. The same holds true for this week. I did a double on Tuesday and that second run felt amazing. Let me tell you, this is not the norm in my world.
As to energy levels–those seem to be making a little turn, too. I still like my early bed times and will snag a nap whenever I can, but I think I am improved over just last week. And that’s while hitting my highest mileage week this training cycle.
So I am hopeful. Not hematocrit of 50 hopeful, but maybe low 40s hopeful. Normal hopeful. Can’t wait to know exactly how that feels.
Who out there has had anemia and then turned the corner? What do I have to look forward to here?