This weekend was tainted. Aside from formerly being my anniversary, and that bringing me down, I got a bullshit speeding ticket getting off SR 2 near Cedar Point. It was bullshit because I was behind other cars, and I know I wasn't going 76 in a 65, especially not when I'm slowing down to exit.
The weather was super shitty too on Saturday, though we did make the most of it. In fact, we had some good times.
Then on Sunday, in the middle of a Magnum ride, something wasn't right. My heart started beating out of my chest. You know that feeling when you're nervous or anxious and you can feel your own heartbeat, well it was that. But it didn't go away.
It's not as bad today, but naturally I'm a little concerned. Reading up on the subject, it certainly could be heart disease, but there aren't any of the other typical symptoms. When there aren't other symptoms, the online literature suggests anxiety-related things. Honestly, I hope that's all it is.
I was able to get in to see a Cleveland Clinic affiliated doctor (hey, if your insurance covers it, go for the best) Wednesday morning, and I'm having a general diagnostic since I haven't seen a doctor in probably 12 years. Lots of issues there from childhood doctors (I had to see a lot of doctors).