It may surprise you to know that Pete and I have been trying to work our way through the Couch-to-5K program. Thinking of myself as a would-be runner makes me laugh, but I've found that I'm really enjoying it. Until this morning . . .
Actually, things really started going awry last night. I was low (52) before dinner, but I let the bolus wizard on my pump adjust for that. Dinner was a meal we eat fairly often and is kind to my blood sugar. A small steak, grilled asparagus and 27 carbs of grilled ciabatta bread. A few hours later, after setting up my new Revel pump, it was time to enter a current blood sugar reading to get the CGM going. (More on the new Revel soon!!) I was surprised to find myself at 153, with a slight correction needed. (Yes, I did base the correction on the active insulin according to my old pump, since my new pump was hooked up well after my dinner bolus.) Then the high alarms started going off - and since I hadn't even been wearing my new pump for 30 minutes yet, I knew it was not to blame for my highs.
Things got much worse from there. I was woken up to high alarms every hour until 2:45 am. Each time I needed another small correction. I knew my new pump was set up correctly, but I can't for the life of me figure out what the stubborn spike was all about.
Flash forward to 5:50am when the alarm went off. Pete and I got up and threw on our running clothes. I did a finger-stick . . . and found myself at 48. I drank some grape juice and ate a spoonful of peanut butter and was determined to make it through my run. Today we started Week 4, which alternates 3 minute and 5 minute runs with some walking in between. By the end of the first 5 minute run, my CGM showed me at 147 with two rapid up arrows. A finger-stick showed I was really at 87, so that wasn't a problem. The problem was the lack of sleep, the grape juice and the peanut butter - which swirled together to make me feel like I was going to vomit.
While Pete completed the second 3 and 5 minute run segments, I began to walk towards home. And I was so frustrated that I cried. I'm really trying to be healthy and active and lose some weight. I doubted I could make it through my first 5 minute run segment but I did - and I was very proud of that. But damn diabetes forced the lack of sleep and pre-run snacks that prevented me from finishing today's training. On Thursday we'll have to do Week 4 Day 1 all over again.
If I honestly couldn't do today's workout, I think I'd be less frustrated. But the fact that I might have been able to do it and diabetes held me back . . . that's exactly what caused me to be the girl in the new running shoes who cried all the way home.