Walk!

 

It seems as if I have spent my entire adult life worrying about eating too much.

Back in my twenties Twiggy was the one we all wanted to emulate and I managed it between 102 and 115 pounds for years. That's not a lot since I am nearly five foot seven.

Later after my pregnancy I hit 140 and thought I was immensely obese, which my husband concurred with.

And after years of crazy yo yo dieting, often losing as much as 90 pounds and gaining it all back I found myself as a type two diabetic with stage four kidney disease.

A1C is the blood sugar standard I use to see how I'm doing and at first I thought 150 was obscenely high, but then last year I started hitting 189, which is truly high

Recovering from my stint going back to work and catching COVID then moving down here left me chair bound for over a year. I am just starting to recover.

One of the most amazing things I am discovering is that walking for fifteen minutes after every meal drastically reduces my blood sugar! Now this sounds simple, but doing that is incredibly difficult for me. My feet, my hips, my breath and sometimes even my heart hurt even though I am barely ambling a long.

But the results are so amazing I keep on struggling to do it. Last night I gorged on an entire pizza. Yes, I am still an out of control eater, but my blood sugar this morning was 120 and I am keeping the weight below two hundred. Not amazing, but in the right direction.