07/23/2026
Today was my heart surgery.
I have/had supraventricular tachycardia.
It is something I likely had my whole life but was masked by asthma.
However with the increase of running, working out and roller coasters (yep incredicoaster was a clue), the frequency of heart rates of over 200 were increasing.
This meant out of no where, I’d be out of breathe, dizzy, tight chested, and nauseous. It’s like someone would flick a light switch.
This also meant slower runs, often walks were hard, talking or getting excited was hard, waiting in lines, rushing somewhere, being upside down even to tie a shoe all could trigger an episode.
Over the last two years I’ve had advice to just run through it, I just need to be more consistent, workout more frequently, learn to breathe better and my hesitate would just go down.
The first year I blamed myself. I’m not strong enough, fast enough, consistent enough, fit enough. I’d beat myself up for having to sit at the gym or stop doing a run.
I’ve had to learn to listen to my body, notice it’s triggers, decipher when to push and when it wasn’t safe, and seek out answers when even “general” doctors said it was nothing.
I’ve been calling this a procedure to not psych myself out of it. But today I had heart surgery. I’m so thankful for the advances in medicine, for the doctor that meticulously found the misfire, the nurses that took such good care of me, my family for supporting me, and friends that reached out to check on me.
This is a reminder:
1. Listen to your body and take care of it
2. You never know what someone is going through- be Kind