Friday, August 12, 2011
Exercise and Apple Juice
I need to get serious about exercise. I go through stages where I am so motivated and then drop off. This does not result in better blood sugars long-term or weight loss. The truth is I used to be athletic. "Used" to be athletic. Now, I am a far cry from "in shape" unless the shape we are referring to is...round.
Last night, armed with motivation and a blood sugar of 154 mg/dl, I went to the gym. Not only did I go to the gym, I went to spin. Many of you know spin is an awesome workout; it can be very intense and is a SUPER calorie burn. I felt good, I felt strong, and I felt like I could do this more often.
After class, I got home. 81 mg/dl. Awesome. (Yes, I am a self-talker) Still feeling great, I made veggie soup and continued to reel in a positive self-image of eating right and exercising.
Fast-forward six hours later. I am in a deep sleep, the kind where you don't even move. I wake up clumsily, something doesn't feel right.
I look at my clock, 1:41 am glowing in bright blue.
Close my eyes again.
More self-talk. Nikki, move. Go check.
Drenched in sweat, lips are tingly.
I finally realize. I am low. Really low.
So, I say it out loud to no one.
I am low.
Stumble to the kitchen.
Panic sets in. 38! What?
I am alone, I am low. Alone and low – great combination.
Two juice boxes and a granola bar later, I get back into bed. I don't even think about how this blood sugar has racked my body.
This morning, I wake up feeling awful and full.
And so goes my day...such is life.