If we are going to succeed, in the long term, we have to be realistic. We cannot box ourselves in and tell ourselves we can never again eat this or that, woe is me. This only leads to feeling deprived, oppressed, it is so unfair. And next thing you know we are on the road to perdition. And that road to perdition can kill us.
So we, or at least I, do our “science experiments” to learn ways that we can still enjoy our old favorites, modified, in moderation, some only occasionally, and even then in smaller quantities. If the day comes when I no longer desire chocolate malt, hooray!
But in the meaantime, that modified recipe for chocolate malt just might save my life.
– From the comments of DuctapeFatwa
Just for today, I will test my bloodsugar 1/2 hour and 1 hour and 2 hours after each meal. As an experiment to see what the peak sugar effect is and how long it takes to go down again.
And I will go to the track (as I didn’t do yesterday) and walk 3.5 miles.
Just today. What are you going to do today?
Thank you for honoring me by putting my ravings here
Just today, I will finally get around to making a little card with my prestigious shugga dye bead eaze and peripheral neuropathy status and the voluminous list of all the pills I take every day, and put it in my wallet, like I should have done weeks ago.
I absolutely refuse to wear one of those horrid little bracelets.
Oh, heaven’s do I have to do that too?
I missed the 1/2 hour (I was going to but I couldn’t make myself get up to wash my hands — my biggest downfall), but I caught it at the 1 hour mark. It was 113 — after a breakfast of off-brand Cheerios (1 cup) and skim milk (1 cup) & coffee (1 mug, black).
That’s not too bad.
Now, at the 2 hour mark – it’s 86. Not too shabby.
Those are wonderful numbers, katiebird! And yes, you should make an awful little card with all of that, just in case you are knocked unconscious by a falling coconut or tumble into a senseless heap from bird flu so that the paramedics won’t do something stupid like give you intravenous orange juice without testing your blood sugar first.
No kidding Duct. The minute I start telling myself I ‘have’ to do something-like only smoking so many cigarettes an hour or that I will cut down on my nightly candy bars-I am in very, very big trouble.
My candy bar habit was never a problem as I was always skinny and I never really ate other junk food at all..just the candy bars at night. However now that I’m taking two meds that have caused weight gain I am trying to figure out what I can do to maybe reverse this gain. Also will be hard to do as I have to continue with the pills and I can’t exersize…and why also my candy bars at night gave me even more comfort-it’s about the only thing I can enjoy. Anyway I found out one time when I tried not to eat candy bars at night that I was then instead eating everything and anything with half the pleasure and even gained some weight from substituting other crap for my beloved chocolate.
Now I am going to try and find a way to manage my chocolate a bit better and the rest of my eating habits as well. As long as I am going to allow myself to eat chocolate every night I think I can actually get a better handle on it and carry that forward into better eating all around.
I am getting ready to eat my oatmeal brunch(it’s 3:30 but what the heck)and will try and follow through with a sensible dinner and will only have the allowed half candy bar again tonight again while reading.
I like your 1/2 candy bar idea. For me, I require bread. It used to be A LOT of bread. But, now a sandwich a day and maybe a roll at dinner (not even every night) is satisfying enough. But, all it would take is to decide not to eat it again, and wham! a whole loaf would disappear.
Just 4 Today I’m doing my 4x on the stairs again (I’ve missed the last two days, tsk! tsk!) and do my upper body small weight exercises. Just 4 Today.
In fact, I think I’ll do them right now. It’s 7:15 and I just can’t miss West Wing again. I can’t BELIEVE they’re cancelling the show in May.
Well, I must be doing something right (I can’t imagine what) I forgot to take my medication with dinner (which was a couple of hours ago). I was pretty nervous testing my blood sugar just now, but it was just 102. Which is actually fine. Which is weird, because the dinner was turkey hash which has leftover stuffing.
I guess it’s the power of not taking seconds, because the old me would have had seconds (and probably a couple of snacks since) and my blood sugar would be through the roof.
I have gone ahead and taken my medication, because I’m supposed to. But just 4 today, I’m not sure I needed it.
PS, I didn’t do any walking this weekend. (sigh)
I did it. We walked the Toto’s and then I did my 4x on the stairs. Now to watch West Wing.