Now this blog is going to be about prediabetes. What that boils down to, is this
is mostly a journal about walking and eating in NC.
More specifically, this is about me trying to avoid Type 2
diabetes. Diabetes is chasing me. I am running. Actually, as you might have
guessed, I don’t run much. Historically, exercise has not really been much of a
thing, for me.
With type 2 diabetes, controlling one’s blood sugar is a way
of life. It’s all-encompassing. It’s a never-ending cycle of staying
conscious of one’s decisions.
I am not there yet, but I am close enough to call out the
stops on my graduate school plans and rethink my future. Maybe I need to become
a chef? I definitely need to be in control of my food, my sleep, and my
exercise. Graduate school will throw that out of balance, so no graduate
school.
Here’s the thing: I
don’t check my blood sugar. I am not approved to possess diabetic test strips.
I have no way of knowing if I am actually doing well or not in my quest for
health except by listening to what my body tells me. That’s why it seems essential to keep track
of supposed success and failure with a journal. What did I eat? How did I feel? What happened? Was my family willing to eat it? Did the
decisions that were healthy for me seem healthy for my family?
This might be boring, but atleast you don’t have to read it
if you don’t want to, and I won’t feel the need to over-share to my therapist
and coworkers and brother.
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