When the body says, "Rest!"

I begin this post by saying that I never thought my transplant would go this well.  To be able to get to the level of fitness I am currently experiencing is just absolutely amazing.  I don't know if I have ever been this fit in my whole life.  But the reality of what my body has gone through to get here is always lurking the background, and last week was a perfect example of this.  Last Tuesday morning I had gone for a 50km ride to Ladner where I had a meeting to attend.  I was facing a pretty strong headwind all the way there.  While in the hour and a half meeting, the wind pretty much did a 180 degree change and I found myself also riding into a strong headwind on the way home.  Though I didn't want to push myself on this ride, when you have a headwind like that you don't really have much choice.  I thought all was fine, however after lunch I sat down with a coffee to do some reading from a class I am in and as soon as I was done my coffee I was out.  My body decided to take over and there was nothing my mind could do to stay awake.

This lethargic state ended up lasting for about 2 days in which I basically laid in bed for half the day, watched movies and took naps.  I wasn't feeling sick, my body had just had enough and made clear I needed some rest.  This kind of thing usually happens once every two or three months.  It is a good reminder of where I have come from and that though I am feeling good my body has been through a lot and doesn't have the energy of a fully healthy person.  It is a good wake up call to have every once in a while, just to check myself and my ambitions and make sure I am not taking too big a bite out of life.