I’m really really good at coming up with lame excuses not to exercise. If I could excel at exercise the way I excel at avoiding exercise, I’d probably have several Olympic gold medals!! But last weekend, I found a new excuse not to exercise . . . . and for once, I felt like it was a very legitimate one. I didn’t workout because I was afraid.
Last weekend’s trip to DC for the TCOYD conference meant arriving at my hotel late last Friday afternoon. The first thing I did was check out the layout of the hotel. In the basement was a pretty good looking gym setup. Getting a workout in before dinner would have been nice . . . . but all I could think about was what might happen to my blood sugar after a late-day workout. Sleeping alone in a king-size bed sounded kind of nice - with no snoring husband and no cat whose favorite sleep spot is stretched out across me. But sleeping alone if a bad low hit? That sounded very scary and brought a huge wave of homesickness over me.
What do you think? Have you ever let the fears of how exercise might impact your blood sugar deter you? In a situation like this, is it better to be cautious? Or is it worse to let diabetes derail the opportunity for a good workout?