It is much to my chagrin that after spending so much time at the gym these past 7 years and more recently exercising again in the extreme while at spin classes, I still find myself out of breath even ascending a flight of stairs. It is something I have resigned myself to because my heart reaches it's ceiling rather quickly. It matters little that my stamina or my level of fitness has improved markedly since February of this year because I am still experiencing what another might consider the heart of a couch potato.
I have to learn to live with it and the mere fact that I am exercising without an event means to me that my irregular heartbeat is not exercise induced. I think that I have episodes from either too much caffeine or when I sublimate my stress levels below the pre-conscious and conscious levels of thought. I have no scientific evidence of this claim but as I approach 60 I am determined to monitor my BP more regularly as well as when I do have an episode what the preceding 24 hours were like.
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