Rolling with the punches
Wednesday, March 20, 2013
So today didn't go at all as I'd hoped. I woke up early with the best of intentions, hopped on the treadmill and knocked out three miles before my kids even woke up. Then I packed their lunches for them, helped them cook their breakfast, and made myself a peanut butter banana soy protein shake (which was delicious!). So far so good.
I got myself ready to go work out at the gym after dropping the kids off at school. Here's where things began to go awry. As the kids were getting out of the car, I double checked to make sure that they had put their lunchboxes in their backpacks. In three years, they have never once forgotten their lunches. Well, the did today. I briefly considered letting them go hungry, but ultimately decided to be nice and go get their lunches for them.
After that, I remembered I had prescriptions to pick up at Target. I had convinced my doctor to transition me off of insulin with the hopes of eventually getting off all diabetes medication. I knew my new medication would be expensive, but I was definitely not prepared to pay $700 for a one month supply (and that's with insurance!). I was literally stupefied and spent another 45 minutes wandering around Target trying to wrap my head around the amount of money I had just handed over to the pharmacy. I literally cannot afford this disease, and I am bound and determined to beat it.
When I got home, I sat down to organize the itinerary for our upcoming road trip. As I was looking through our hotel reservations, I realized that I'd double booked us for one night, leaving us another night without a hotel. Since I'd booked the rooms using priceline, I wasn't sure if they'd allow me to change the reservation, but luckily the hotel staff was very understanding and made the change for me.
Before long, it was time to make lunch. I took my new prescription, made my lunch, and walked a few more miles on the treadmill. Then I started feeling shaky, lightheaded, and disoriented. This was new for me, so I checked my blood sugar to find that it had fallen dramatically lower than it should have. I called my doctor to report the reaction, and she told me to eat something right away. That meant I had to consume more calories than I'd planned for the day, but it did bring my sugar back up. We altered my dosage of the new meds, but by then, it was too late to get to the gym before I needed to pick the kids up from school.
After school, it was a whirlwind of activity, homework and dinner prep before it was time to rush out the door for my daughter's gymnastics class.
Still, despite this series of unexpected and unfortunate events, I didn't let anything derail me from making the most out of the situation I was in. I managed to walk 13 miles and do some resistance band work. I ate very cleanly most of the day, and managed to stay well within my calorie range even with the low blood sugar snack.
I also went through my entire closet and purged everything that no longer fits. (Does trying on every single item of clothing in your closet count as cardio? Because it totally should!) This meant saying goodbye to one of my favourite shirts, which was sad, but also indicative of how far I've come. Getting healthy isn't just about exercising and eating well. It's also about letting go of all the stuff (physical and emotional) that holds us back or bogs us down.
Ultimately, although I didn't have the day I'd hoped for, I do think I did my very best to make lemonade out of lemons. Tomorrow is a new day, and I'm ready to make it count!