On January 10th of this year I was given until April 10th to get my blood sugar down or face having to start insulin. This all started a little over five years ago when I gained 70 pounds in two months after having a stroke shut down my metabolism.
Since that time I have been fighting to take pounds off pretty much to no avail. First I tried getting back to active life by going out and cutting a cord of wood (8′ long by 4′ wide, by 4′ tall) every day with a chainsaw. That may sound not that difficult, but cutting all that wood, carrying each piece up to the truck, putting each on the splitter and then stacking it takes a lot out of you.
When that had zero effect on my weight, I started dieting by reducing my caloric intake mildly at first, and then more drastically after a couple months. Once again, I not only did not lose weight, I gained weight! By then, a short year after my stroke, I was totally befuddled.
I spoke with a nutritionist who told me to continue exercising and keep my caloric intake around 1800 calories per day. I did so and the weight gain stopped, but it did nothing more than drop me back to 250 pounds.
Four years later I was still sitting at 250 when the doctor looked at my blood and urine test results and said that word I have been dreading for five years; his lips uttered the word ‘diabetes’. He then gave me four months to get my blood sugar and weight down. From that day, I cut all sodas (pop, cola, whatever you want to call it). I started looking for foods with no or low sugar (which is next to impossible!) and cut carbohydrates out of my diet.
I then started either walking outdoors or when I absolutely had to, got on the treadmill. At least with the treadmill I can control the level difficulty. I worked from doing 2 hours at 2 mph with a 12% incline (my treadmill only goes to 12%). After that became less taxing I did two hours alternating between 2 mph at 12% and 3 mph @ 4% incline. This seemed to burn more calories so I used this and increased the incline on the 3 mph laps to 6%.
The results would come out that I was burning about 800 calories per day with 55% coming from fat. I would workout every day and at the end of each week I would jump on the scales only to see I had either lost 1/10th of a pound or gained 2/10ths!
So after all this ranting and raving about how my body is not cooperating, I guess my thought for today is:
Life is not always easy and fair, but you only have two choices: give up and give in; or keep pushing for your goals and not let life beat you down.
I will continue to push for my goals and if insulin is unavoidable, I will take the medication while continuing to exercise my butt off and eating what is good, not necessarily what I want.