Well today is the day I finally accept, after 43 years of denial (probably slight exaggeration as I don’t suppose I gave this much thought for the first 12 years of my life) that, wait for it…
EXERCISE IS GOOD FOR ME.
Today I received irrefutable evidence in the form of my blood glucose testing meter. For the first time since testing, I managed to get my BG within acceptable levels 2 hours after eating, despite eating mainly carbs (albeit a slow releasing one in the form of porridge).
I should be rejoicing, I should be dancing round the table, but frankly, after running for three quarters of an hour whilst pushing a 6 year old up hills on her bike, I am too knackered and my butt aches. More to the point, I know where this sad conclusion is going – on lots more runs…..
Next step, practice knitting while running – so far have managed gentle swaying and garter stitch. How I wish I loved a challenge.