Thump, buzz, buzz

I did actually start my “what’s up with my heart” post over the weekend but I have more heart stuff on Thursday so I figure I should combine it all into one post about the whole experience and heart health, blah, blah, blah or thump, thump.

Until then, here’s what I learned last night.

1. Having the heater break (less than a month old) really stinks.

2. My workouts might be more significant that I think.  Proof positive that I should have reduced my overnight basal rate (look at the time range on that baby):

67I treated a lot of lows last night and this morning.  I woke up in a zillion layers of clothing and the whole bottle of Glucolifts in my bed.  At 5am I was awake and answering emails.  Somewhere around 6ish I remember the Dexcom buzzing and thinking that 88 wasn’t the end of the world and I’d wait until it was time to get up.  It buzzed again in the 70s and I remember thinking I must be getting cavities so I only took one more Glucolift instead of 2.  A low bg and tired brain are not a good combo.  I ate a lot of Glucolifts last night.  My head still hurts but my bgs are in target now.  If I workout right after work I MUST remember to reduce bedtime basal.  Point made.  Live and learn (again, and again, and again).

3.  Always ask where the customer service person on the phone is located, before you complain about being cold.  No matter how cold it is in NYC, customer service lady in Chicago suburbs beats me.  Every.  Damn. Time.


Wordy Wednesday – Missing A Cape

Every diabetic (regardless of type) knows the importance of heart health.  At the risk of sounding harsh and/or critical, if you are diabetic and NOT concerned about your heart and circulatory system, then I hope the rock you are living under is warm and cozy.

Months ago, in the depths of winter, Cherise hosted a DSMA chat (diabetes social media advocacy chat)  about exercising during the cold winter months and how do we stay motivated.  I ended up in a conversation during the chat with some of my #DOC Dweeps (diabetic Twitter friends) about keeping each other motivated and that I would essentially take the role of “Drill Sargent”.  Our group has grown over the months and there are so many “@” names on the tweets that there is barely room for a message (140 characters is clearly not enough).  It is not particularly organized but the tweets are a great reminder to keep yourself moving and nice little pat on the back from your friends.

This morning it was POURING rain here in NYC.  I had plans to be at the gym before work.  I packed up my bags, put on my rain gear and sloshed through puddles on my way to the gym, quickly realizing that the rain was already IN my boots, soaking through every layer of my clothing and my umbrella was serving as little more than a lightning stick.  When I arrived at the gym, my fingerprint wouldn’t register at check-in because water was pouring out the cuffs of my raincoat sleeves.  It’s funny that I considered this a problem because about 1 second later I discovered a far greater problem, I’d worn my rain/snow boots and FORGOT my sneakers!

There was no chance to run home and get my sneakers, workout and make it to work on time, even if I skipped a shower (EWWWWW).  Some quick thinking and a bunch of questions later, a decision was made.  I believe strongly in commitments.  I believe in having goals.  I believe in ME (even if I don’t feel that confident all the time). My only regret is that I lacked a cape.  Enjoy this one folks!

Yes, my boots are BLUE.

Yes, my boots are BLUE.