Falling apart

So why is it that I am in, what I would call the best shape I have been in, and I am falling apart? I have always been really good at working out and staying pretty fit. Was a runner and gymnast in junior high and swimmer all through high school. I go through phases where I work out really hard for a couple of years, then get pregnant or something and stop for a while. (don't need to worry bout that anymore) I go back to my old ways of eating like crap.
Before I got pregnant with my second child I was really working out hard at the gym with a trainer who wanted me to do either physical fitness or body building competitions. I could never get up in front of people and flex my stuff, but I will work out like I can. I worked out just the same all through the pregnancy and even after. I will say it did make labor and delivery a breeze. One - two pushes and the child flew out! It was awesome!
After we moved further away from the gym, it made it that much harder to go, so I was on another break for a year or two. Before I knew it, our 10 year wedding anniversary was coming up and we were going to Kauai. Better get my butt back into shape! We hired a great personal trainer (TUFFMOM) to come to our house 3 days a week at 5a.m. She was great and had us looking awesome for our trip in less than 6 months. Drop the fat, drop the weight, build the muscle... all was good!
Now wait a minute...I turned 30 then. I remember my knees where starting to go out. I was in pain almost every day. Why my knees...I haven't been injured or anything. The only thing I could think of is the heavy leg press or squats I had done in the past. Not to mention every job I have ever had was always standing and of course the last 10 years would be in some sort of heal cause it looks way better with your outfit, never mind how bad it makes your knees, legs, or feet feel. Doctors said just a little fluid in there, no need for anything major. My chiropractor also said the same thing and he works on it all the time. And after 6 months or so it kind of went away. Although it does tend to visit me every now and then, not nearly as bad as it was a couple of years back.
I was also starting to breakout more on my face. What the heck is up with that? I thought that was supposed to be a teen thing. My skin was doing so well for years and now I can play connect the dots on my forehead and chin...come on!!
Ever since I can remember, I would get headaches. Now they have turned into some form of a migraine. If I get them at work, it cripples me and I have to leave.
I have horrible IBS, it seems like whatever I eat, it makes me sick. Even though now I am eating way more healthy than I have in the past.
I have to see the chiropractor every couple of weeks cause my neck, back, and shoulders are in constant pain. I know most of this is also due to my career. The way I stand and stick my neck out and hold my hands up in the air for hours on end. My husband says that my hands look and feel like an 80 year old. They are so dry, crack and bleed and are wrinkly from all the water I am in daily. He also tells me my vains in my arms pop out so much it looks unhealthy...it isn't though....it really means I am quite healthy. HAH!
And now....Carpal Tunnel, again I believe it's job related. The blow drying and constant twisting of my wrist to make all heads of hair beautiful. I went to my Chiropractor again today and told him about my wrist. After messing with it and doing some stretching and manipulating he pretty much said its all jacked up. I think it was because I almost knocked him out when he was looking at it. Gave me all this mambo jumbo medical talk and said we could work on it. He doesn't believe in jumping into surgery to solve these kinds of issues. We will deal with this. Chad thinks I need to rest and stop working out. That is for sissy's I say. I am strong, I will push through this, I will not stop working out. I know my limits. I need to continue to build my muscles to stay as fit and healthy for as long as I can. I may complain, but that is how I will deal and get past it.
As I re-read this post I can only come to one conclusion....I need to quit my job!
OK, that will never happen!