January 10, 2002 Sugar Slide Okay, I admit that over the holidays I ate badly. I had too much ham, too few walking days, and one or twenty too many cookies. I was bad not only by dieting fools' definitions, but also by diabetic definitions. I was just plain misbehavin' on my food. I know I've put some weight back on...I'm guessing about 15 lbs, which I can do really easily. Of course, it'll fall off easily, too, as long as I'm exercising, but it's put me over my diabetic threshold. My diabetic threshold is the weight, where I can't manage my sugars well. Usually, if I drop a lot of weight, I can eat a little bit off my food plan and still have good sugars. The weight I am not is obviously above that threshold. My fasting sugars the past few days have been 141, 125, and 138...usually I'm quite a bit below that. Breakfast I don't even bother adding a carb in. I've had an egg and a slice of bacon with a cup of coffee with flavored creamer which has a few carbs. If I do that, however, I end up with after food sugars of under 140, which is good. I had just a cold cut sandwich yesterday with a big salad and my after meal sugars were 138. That's not horrible, but it's not usual either. I usually run around with lower sugars than that. I didn't want to know about last night's after dinner sugars. Mike had handed me a hard cider, and while I only drank half of it and I think that, the apple sauce, and the small scoop of ice cream made for some serious sugar trouble, if this morning's fasting of 138 was any indication. Yeesh! I think it's safe to say my diabetes isn't happy with the enlarged holiday butt & gut thang. As a result of course, my high sugar back ache is back. The place I got the epidural with Genevieve hurts like a someone has a blunt ice pick stuck in my back and thwangs the handle on it periodically. I told Mike this morning that whenver I go to make a bowl of after dinner popcorn or a small bowl of ice cream that he is to hand me a bowl of salad and do something that hurts my back, so I remember to cut the shit. I've walked three times this week so far and tonight I go swimming, so I'm being good. I've got about 5 bags of salad in the fridge, so I've got plenty of before-bed munchies lined up in the fridge, and thus, no excuses, dammit. I have been thinking about Lent a lot. It's only about a month away. I used to fast -- go completely vegan for Lent, but with the diabetes that's not a really good option. I could probably do it, but I remember the last lent I fasted just before I got diagnosed...I was woozy all the time, so I'm just not doing that again. I know a lot of people just give up something like chocolate, but I don't eat tons of that. Diabetes, ya know? I have been leaving it lately as the open spiritual question in front of me. What do I give up in my life that will bring me to a level of spiritual purity that will remind me the whole 40 days in the Wilderness up against supreme temptation? I have a month to meditate on it, so I'll let you know. I think I might have to give up cussing for Lent, which means I might have to start drinking heavily. Harumph. So nyah! Last Link | Next Link