Spring 2017 was an amazing part of a last year. It had also been a time when I started to feel pains and heaviness in my legs, particularly in the right one. After thorough examination conducted by myself and my wife Julia, I came to conclusion that it’s nothing and she pronounced it to be varicose veins. ‘Varicose what?!’ I said. After listening to a story about Julia’s mom and her struggle with this condition, I started to do my research and came to the conclusion that it’s nothing more than just a couple of bulging veins making me look more manly. And the odd pain now and then? I can manage, right!? My naivete blended with denial were suddenly purified by intensified pain and profound hurt starting in my thigh, making it’s way down through calf, ending the journey in my heel. Splendid. The first night when this experience kept me from sleeping, I realized that something has to change. I need to do something.
Now, I always say that everything happens for a reason. Therefore there must have been an offset for my condition. Something that I was doing and I knew pretty well what it was. In my late teens and early twenties I was very much discovering the beautiful and the ugly of the world as well as myself. I was looking for who I am and what I want to do with my life. Unaware and lost. So as you do in such situations, I laced all my adventures with alcohol and experimentation with other various substances, hoping that I will discover “Holy Grail” which will miraculously point me in a right direction. So far from truth. I didn’t eat nutritious meals other than processed stuff such as pizzas, cheeseburgers, ready meals, chicken nuggets, crisps, indestructible french fries from the ‘freaky clown’s restaurants’ washed down with sodas, chocolate milkshakes and other crap. Add no real physical exercise except going to work and a pack of cigarettes every other day and you’re aiming for disaster.
Lesson learned. Our body is an amazing machine that can endure all sort of possible ordeals for a certain period of time. I am 32 and roughly ten years later a few years of such a vicious practices made its mark. I am grateful that I am pass that. I just need to deal with consequences. It’s been at least a couple of years since I have immersed myself into studying nutrition and elementary components in our bodies and it’s impact on the quality of our lives. I quit smoking and stopped to abuse myself with alcohol. And after dietary experiments and insights from many people and top athletes I’m ready to build a bridge and go Plant Power all the way. (On this topic in another post)
In few months I’m going to get operated on my legs. I’m so looking forward to this because I cannot wait for not being in constant discomfort and pain. Having said that I know that there are many people out there who are sitting quite not making themselves heard because they may feel the same as I did, or they may be embarrassed or being neglected by National Health Services. It is said that varicose veins are more cosmetic issue rather than anything else. Well, I beg to differ. In a worst case scenario, if left untreated, one is at risk of blood clots, blood thrombosis or ulcers. So I would love to bring awareness to this condition as well as promote well being based on fueling ourselves with needed nutrition physically and of course mentally. To do so, I’m going to be preparing(post op) for a Trial Run, taking place in Slovakia in may 2019. It is 144 km/ 89 miles during 24 hours. I’ll do my best to document as much as possible over various platforms such as Instagram, Snapchat, and of course, this blog.
Until then my friends,
Peace & Love