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For some reason for the past two weeks, I have been tired. Let me rephrase that, for the past two weeks I have been MORE tired than usual. I get it. I'm a triathlete in training, who works odd hours and has a physically demanding job. I'm allowed to be a little rundown. But the past two weeks have been nothing short of ridiculous. Example a. Today, I came home from one early appointment and took a nap, for two hours. I went back to work from 10-12pm, came home, and fell asleep AGAIN for an hour and a half. Even then I had to drag myself out of bed, mostly because I was hungry.

Today, I took things into my own hands and googled "reasons for fatigue". Google has all the answers, right? I'm sure to find a reason for my extreme fatigue. So here is a list I compiled from a website as to why I may be tired:

Anemia. -I've been tested and retested since high school. Unless this is something you develop overnight, I'm not sure this is it.

Stress. -I can blame some fatigue on this, but really? My job is NOT stressful. It pretty much goes like this: Hi I'm Robyn, your personal trainer. Lift this. Lift it again. Repeat. Keep going. You get the idea.

Depression. -Don't we all suffer from a little depression? Ok, yeah the holidays are upon us and with the onset of winter, it tends to get a little worse, but again, this was an overnight change in fatigue levels.

An eating disorder. -Only if you count "I eat what I see so don't get in my way" as an eating disorder....

Obesity. -Well, according to the BMI, I am considered obese. Maybe I should check into this...

Malnourishment. -See two answers above...definitely not malnourished.

Poor eating habits. -I have my "cheat" days, and yes they may be more frequent than they should be, but I still get my 3-5 servings of fruits and veggies, which is more than apparently 90% of Americans can say. I read in Time this week that's the percentage of Americans that can't remember the last time they had a salad. SERIOUSLY?

Underactive thyroid. -I feel as though the thyroid is a scapegoat these days. When I have 3/5 clients tell me they have a thyroid problem, I begin to wonder. No, you cannot blame your holiday weight gain on your thyroid. Nice try.

Certain medications. -I know this becomes an issue sometimes, especially with allergy medications. This could be part of the cause, but I have had no changes in medications lately.

Infection. -Of what? Well, I do work at a gym with an average of 7,000 members. I'm probably infected with way more than I'd like to admit. BLARG.

Low blood pressure. -I actually am probably the only person in my family that can even admit to this. I do tend to have lower blood pressure than normal, but not low enough to make me incredibly sleepy.

Chronic Fatigue Syndrome. -I've been saying for years I have this. I'm still blaming it on CFS.

Financial worries. -HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Enough said.

Environmental pollution. -I do live in Memphis. Memphians are not necessarily #1 in caring about the health of the environment.

Hormonal changes. -Well, I'm not going through puberty, pregnancy, or menopause, so I certainly hope this isn't it.

Caffeine abuse. -Fatigue + caffeine = only slight fatigue. Fatigue + coffee + energy drink = energy, for at least a little while! Ok, I admit this one....

Lack of exercise. -Not even touching this one.

Divorce. -Not as of this time. I hope not in the future either (Boys, take note).

Small children. -Small dog, yes. Small children, no.

Certain illnesses. -That's a little too general for me. I'm going to go with no.

So basically, what I've come up with from Dr. Google is I am a stressed, obese, broke, caffeine addicted dog owner suffering from Chronic Fatigue Syndrome.

Damn. It's worse than I thought.

I give myself less than a week to live.

So true, it's not even funny

Best thing I've heard in a while.

My facebook status right now is "Robyn is drinking out of my Ironman coffee mug and it makes me very happy".

A friend messaged me and said:

"I purposely tried to kill myself and all I got was this lousy mug"

Like I said, so true it's not even funny.

Robyn vs. Pomegranate

I lost today. To a fruit. Well, technically in the end I won, but it was a hard fought battle.

I've always wanted to try a pomegranate. I have a thing for exotic fruits, even though I don't know how to eat them. I lost to a mango several months back, but in my defense, I believe I waited too long to cut it and it was just mush in my hands.

I was talking to a client on Monday about fruits and I was telling him how I wanted to try a pomegranate but didn't know how to eat it. He explained it to me and I came home and googled it as well. How did we eat fruit before google? My client told me he'd bring me a POM today (Wednesday) so I was so excited!

Today, I came home and began the battle. You cut the crown off and then score the POM. This is where I tend to have trouble, and where trouble did in fact begin. I probably should have scored it at, say, a place where the membrane was, but no I went right thru the seeds. With a brilliant hue of maroon on the wall, the score was Robyn - 0, POM - 1.

I got it scored (incorrectly, apparently) and put the pieces in a bowl of cold water like google suggested. Walked Junior. Came back and began taking out the seeds. I vaguely remembered google saying something about taking the seeds out UNDERwater (hence the bowl of water) but I disregarded that. Refrigerator and coffee pot are now spattered said shade of maroon. Robyn -0, POM - 3. DAMMIT.

I finally became smarter than the fruit and took the rest of the seeds out underwater. TWENTY minutes later, I had pomegranate carcass all over the counter, maroon splotches all over my hands (Robyn -0, POM - 4), but a de-seeded fruit. FINALLY!! Robyn - 1, POM - 4.

I may have lost the battle, but won the war on POM.

A few tips for next time...set aside a solid 20 minutes for prep and do not wear work shirt. Got it.

Triathletes do wear dresses!

See? I can prove it! Went to a cocktail party last night, hosted by the other lady in the picture, Leslie. She's the boss's (well, ex-boss) wife. It was a blast! I was just glad to wear something other than spandex, a bike helmet, or a 24HF shirt.
(For those who haven't met me, I'm on the right)