I spend a lot of time thinking about health and fitness.
There's my job, where I am often found perusing diabetes-related press releases, checking out the latest websites about endocrine health and wellness, and writing about what day-to-day life with diabetes is all about.
Then there's my handsome fiance, who has spent time as a personal trainer, writes for various fitness venues (including AOL), eats a regimented, healthy diet, and has a physique that is evidence of time well-spent at the gym.
Oh, and then there is the whole "white wedding dress" thing, where everyone will be looking at me in a few months on a (hopefully sunny) May afternoon. Not to mention my disease, which I manage with an insulin pump, my meter, attempts at healthy eating, and regular exercise.
So I'm constantly checking out different websites about health and fitness, as the themes touch so many different parts of my life. My magazine collection is a mish-mash of Women's Health, Shape, and Modern Bride. These pages are dog-eared and occasionally ripped out and pinned to my cube wall or my office bulletin board.
Never mind the daily webcrawl I make, bouncing from my daily check of Women's Health online for some daily tips and inspirations, FitDay to continue on with my goal of keeping a food journal for a full month, Slashfood for some foodie snippets. Recently, I've been checking out iVillage's Your Total Health site, Healthbolt, and Lift Magazine for some newer viewpoints.
It's all bit-sized bits of health information, which fit into my multi-tasking sort of lifestyle. But the part that I'm having trouble with is cutting down the workout to a sensible size. Fitness doesn't appear to come in teeny bits for me. I need to work out long and hard in order to see results, constantly fighting the uphill battle of treating low blood sugars and the demanding schedule of any fully employed twenty-something. (Scratch that - the schedule of anyone is demanding, ranging from kids to senior citizens to circus clowns.) I need to buckle down and make efforts to really reach my goals. Bit of a tune-up.
A few months ago, I decided I needed to change my workout. My legs were killing me. But, as with anything else, my body adjusted and I needed to switch things up again. I now have a few different methods of attack: keeping a food journal, avoiding all holiday sweets until the New Year (it's like the Pre-New Year's Resolution), and making some awkward attempts at bringing running into my routine.
Oh how I hate to run. I feel awkward and like a great, traipsing gazelle. But over the last two weeks, I've been trying to work in a circuit of running to help me tone up a bit more before the wedding. (Five months!) A combination of weight training and running was constantly touted by all those fitness sites as a killer fat loss program. So I'm trying it. First, I did five minutes running, five walking. Then seven on, five off. Last night, I did twelve on, five off.
And I watched as my blood sugar fell from 160 (started the whole workout at 200 mg/dl) to 68 mg/dl. When my workout changes, my diabetes management methods need to change, too. Hopefully I'll find a way to trot with a bit more grace. And hopefully my body will shift into shape by the time I'm donning my white dress for my big walk down the aisle.
Oh hell, maybe I'll run. Just to prove a point. ;)