We have a lot of amazing exercise threads on here. I’ve learned so much from the exercise warriors out there (looking at you, @daisymae, @Nickyghaleb, @Trying, @Eric, just to name a few).
I started a running program with the help of our guru here this week. I warned him that I’m in TERRIBLE cardiovascular shape. I think he believed me. And then he saw how high my RPE was for my first run on Monday. And then he rewrote my training plan…like tapered it down a lot…bc like I said, I’m in TERRIBLE cardiovascular shape. It’s nice to be able to say that I was the one who finally threw a curve ball at the master of The Force.
So I’ve run three times this week so far. Almost died the first time. Didn’t almost die the second time. And sweated less the third time.
As many have posted here, I am seeing a straight up MIRACLE in my body’s ability to use insulin now after even just the first run. I knew that my basal would decrease (10% less now). But it’s been my body’s newfound ability to use bolus insulin so effectively that is making me slap my forehead and wonder why in the world I didn’t get on this horse sooner?!
I know why I didn’t get on this horse sooner.
- Time. I was working, raising kids, parenting for two when my husband was out of town, caring for an aging pet, etc etc etc. Throwing in an exercise routine and all of its time demands AND changes to my insulin sensitivities just wasn’t happening. I was hanging on for dear life as it was. Running wasn’t getting added to that.
- Fear. I was afraid of my ability to handle the acute and macro effects of exercise on my finely tuned basal programs.
- Chronic pain. I’ve been watching the right side of my body get increasingly messed up since my second pregnancy (hip, shoulder, and ribs, most notably). Doctors, PT, chiropractor…nothing has slowed it down.
- (Biggest One) Misconception on my part that “Activity” is the same thing as “Exercise”. I’ve been in the “little years” for a while with my kiddos…which means PLENTY of steps per day. In my mind, my non-stop activity basically equaled an exercise program in and of itself. I didn’t think that I NEEDED to do an actual exercise routine since I’m on my feet so much anyway. I thought I was already getting exercise.
One other thing to point out. I resigned from my office career about 6 weeks ago. Now, my bg has VASTLY improved since getting out of the stress of that specific situation plus the sedentariness for so many of my waking hours. But my bg did not improve as much as I expected that it would by virtue of being home and doing house projects and playing with the kids, etc.
So…adding running has been a game changer for me already. I know it’s early in the process, but I never would have expected to see such improved (i.e. lower) post-meal spikes for the same foods even on a non-running day. My body has been turned back on, it has been plugged in and now recognizes what the heck this “insulin” stuff is that I keep injecting into it. And with that increased efficiency comes increased precision in dosing…meaning that mythical “1:10” I:C ratio I’ve supposedly been using for the last 7 or so years (while doubling it or adding 3 extra units or whatever I had to do to try to make it sort of work in the moment) is now ACTUALLY working again. I have less “free radical” bolus insulin (as I call it) floating around in my system which leads to a LOT fewer “oh shoot” drops out of the blue four to six hours later after being stuck at a 240 for several hours.
So. The caps lock in this post is indicative of excitement, relief, why didn’t I do this sooner??, and happiness. Some parts of the new program still spook me. I’ll be watching for how all of the parts work together (my way of mentioning hormones without mentioning hormones) and what I need to adjust as I go. But I have an AMAZING support team here. And my right side currently hurts a lot less. And joints keeps popping loose like they were encased in stress-cement before and now I can breathe again. I wish I was exaggerating that statement, but it is truly what it feels like. (My last PT person told me that I had the rib cage of a 70 year old. He meant that I had super locked up muscles due to chronic stress and probably some alignment issues post-pregnancy.)
So…anyway…thanks, @Eric and FUDiverse.