I've been running since early March, so I'm still a beginner. After some knee troubles when I thought I had conquered the world after graduation, I've realised the wisdom of "max 10% increase per week". I'm now up to 7.4 km this week, and feeling good.
It's often said (and I have said it several times) that it doesn't get any easier, you just get faster. Well, in my quest for additional milage, I have slowed down the running pace, and you know what? It *does* get easier. The 7.4 km in 50 minutes was far easier than the 5km in 30 minutes I did for my graduation.
Anyway... I signed up for the local gym two weeks ago and had a short health check (height, weight, blood pressure, body fat percentage). Turns out I have a high blood pressure (165/70) but a tremendously low pulse (38 bpm). In fact, the chap at the gym had never before seen a pulse that slow. It is apparently a resting pulse normally associated with Olympic athletes, and trust me, that does NOT describe me.
So today I had an appointment with my GP to have the figures checked. He checked and confirmed. Listened to my heart which sounds normal. Booked me in for an ECG and a blood test tomorrow, and a repeat appointment with him next week to discuss the results.
Of course I went to google "high blood pressure low pulse" as soon as I got home. There should be a law against having medical information available on the internet. All it does it worry people! I've been running happily for nearly 4 months. I've been out of breath, gasping for air and have felt my heart racing when I've been trying to beat a personal best. That's part and parcel of running, and I find that once I've done my stretches and had a shower, I feel great for having pushed myself and knowing that I'm (ever so slowly) getting stronger and fitter. It's wonderful!
But right now all I can think about is the words from Google. Heart attacks. Fainting. Heart troubles. Dangerous.
And you know what? I *enjoy* my running. I was enjoying it on my last run Monday. I was looking forward to getting out in the lunch break today. But instead of looking forward, I am suddenly worried about what happens if I collapse on the road side. Or if I faint on a quiet part of the tow path where there might not be anyone else going for a long while. Of course it's stupid. I've been running there for months, without any problems. Nothing has changed since my last run, other than I've had a blood pressure test and a stethoscope put on my chest. And that little bit of googling.
A little information is dangerous when given to ignorant people. And I'm a medical ignoramus, and I'm scaring myself.