This post has been delayed for a couple of days because I couldn't find the words. Well, maybe I could find the words but I was reticent to blog what’s really been weighing on my mind since Friday.
Sooo, here it goes…
I have officially been diagnosed with Primary Open-Angle Glaucoma. I’m painlessly loosing my peripheral vision. In my case it’s rapid. For the uninitiated; POAC occurs when the meshwork of tubes that fills and flushes fluids in the eye are constricting and clogging. This raises the eye pressure and in turn kills ocular nerves. Once an ocular nerve is gone it’s lost forever.
There are medications that can help and then there’s a possible surgery if things get worse. Keep your fingers crossed the meds the doc gave me will stop it all.
On a brighter note, on Saturday, I rode the 69.5 mile Goatneck bike rally in Cleburne, Texas. Originally, I was going to write in this post about the rally and its heat, hills, and wind and the brick run immediately afterwards. For the record: I rode the entire route in 3 hours, 39 minutes for an average of 19.02 mph. I stopped only once to refill my Camelbak. That’s a personal record for me at that distance. Well, anyway, like I said, I was going to write about the rally in detail today but just couldn’t find the words. The glaucoma thing is weighing on me.
I missed this morning's swim workout.
Yeah, I'm bummed.
Do you in blogland have any words of wisdom?
(95 days until my first Ironman)