It took me almost four years to figure out how to ride/race a bike with diabetes. When I fully committed to trying to run the Boston marathon in April of 2014, I knew that it would be tough on my diabetes. This past weekend my marathon training really started. I felt very confident that running with diabetes would be a lot than riding a bike with diabetes. I have never used a temp basal while running, I feel lucky that my blood sugar doesn't fluctuate to much while I run. I can go out for a five mile run with a blood sugar of 100 and return with a blood sugar of 90.
As I have gotten older I have finally started to carry glucose tabs or some kind of sugar with me at all times just in case. On Sunday I went for an eight mile run just before 6pm. I was very happy to see a blood sugar of 161, I stretched out and had a pre run Gatorade Prime. The Gatorade helps my body and gives me that extra boost that I don't need but in my mind helps. I don't know if it was the Gatorade but my run went very very well!! It is amazing how great exercise can be when you enjoy it, I was running and I couldn't help but enjoy the great views and farm animals that were on the side of the roads. It was great, I returned home and felt great. I quickly tested and was very happy to see 130. I couldn't ask for a better evening.
I made a plate of pasta and sat down to watch baseball with Leanne and enjoy a great Sunday night. After an hour I felt like crap, my legs hurt and was getting angry for no reason. How could this be, I was just so happy and loving life. I grabbed a water but it didn't help. I decided to test and saw 410!!! 410 what the heck?!?!?! How did this happen?? I took a bunch of insulin and decided to go to my man cave to do some work. The blood sugar pissed me off and I didn't want to ruin Leannes evening. My hope is that this high blood sugar was random. I will find out tomorrow when I go for a medium distance run. I'm not ready to react to one bad blood sugar but if I see a high of 300 or higher I will be asking for some advice.
As I have gotten older I have finally started to carry glucose tabs or some kind of sugar with me at all times just in case. On Sunday I went for an eight mile run just before 6pm. I was very happy to see a blood sugar of 161, I stretched out and had a pre run Gatorade Prime. The Gatorade helps my body and gives me that extra boost that I don't need but in my mind helps. I don't know if it was the Gatorade but my run went very very well!! It is amazing how great exercise can be when you enjoy it, I was running and I couldn't help but enjoy the great views and farm animals that were on the side of the roads. It was great, I returned home and felt great. I quickly tested and was very happy to see 130. I couldn't ask for a better evening.
I made a plate of pasta and sat down to watch baseball with Leanne and enjoy a great Sunday night. After an hour I felt like crap, my legs hurt and was getting angry for no reason. How could this be, I was just so happy and loving life. I grabbed a water but it didn't help. I decided to test and saw 410!!! 410 what the heck?!?!?! How did this happen?? I took a bunch of insulin and decided to go to my man cave to do some work. The blood sugar pissed me off and I didn't want to ruin Leannes evening. My hope is that this high blood sugar was random. I will find out tomorrow when I go for a medium distance run. I'm not ready to react to one bad blood sugar but if I see a high of 300 or higher I will be asking for some advice.
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