Blogging while I am really low is probably not one of my brightest ideas, but I feel like writing in the moment. I have lots of thoughts swirling in my head and I’m not sure if they are going to come out coherent or not. I’m just going to go with it so bear with me.
So there I am, in the middle of today’s workout. I decided to do one of the workouts that I haven’t done probably in a few months. It is definitely a difficult workout, but is more about strength and not as intense and cardio focused as the others. I was a little over halfway through and started wondering why this workout seemed so much harder than I remembered. I kept needing to take breaks, I was starting to feel a little light headed, and my muscles were feeling extra fatigued. Have I really regressed that much since I last did this workout?
I paused the workout and stood up. Whew! The blood rushed to my head and everything went white and blurry for a moment. Maybe I better check my blood sugar. I walked upstairs and tested my finger. 49. Eek! No wonder I was feeling so weak.
Sometimes testing my blood sugar reminds me of when kids hurt themselves. At first they seem fine, but then when they see blood or the physical evidence of the injury, all of the sudden the tears start flowing and then it starts to hurt. Once my suspicions were confirmed with that low number, all the symptoms of the low blood sugar seemed to hit me at once.
I walked back downstairs, got some fruit snacks, laid down on the couch, and grabbed my laptop. So here I am, sharing this experience with you while I wait for my blood sugar to return to normal so that I can finish my workout. How do I feel right now? Besides the symptoms of the low, I’m actually pretty pissed off! I hate having to disrupt the flow of a workout to treat a low. My heart rate has returned to normal, which would be fine if I was actually finished. More than that, I hate having to consume more calories after I just worked so hard to burn them off. I know I’m still building muscle and getting stronger, but sometimes it feels like the workout was a waste when I have to treat a low in the middle or right after. It’s even more frustrating because this is the second day in a row that this has happened, when it hasn’t happened in months.
Alright, I think my blood sugar is back to normal now. Time to finish what I started. My diabetes is disruptive, frustrating, and annoying to deal with at times, but I don’t let it stop me from doing the things I want to do. And right now, that’s finishing this workout!