I used to be the “F” word. Back in early 2009 I was tipping the scales at nearly 300lbs! It wasn’t long after that when I found out I was diabetic. No big surprise there. I ate like crap all the time and on top of that, diabetes runs in my family. When I first discovered I was diabetic, my A1C was 16. Basically, a normal A1C for a person without diabetes is somewhere between 4 and 5.6. Anything over 6.5 means you have diabetes. Clearly I was well over that mark. The doctor immediately started me on some medications to help control my sugar levels. Those medicines were not cheap, even with my insurance. So after taking them for a while I decided I needed to do something about it.
Finding out I was diabetic forced me to choose between continuing down that road, and possibly dying because of it, or getting healthy and heading this off at the pass. I had grown tired of my knees being the victims of all the extra weight I was carrying around. I was tired of going the the restroom every 10 minutes. I was also tired of being tired all the time regardless of how much sleep I actually got. I never had energy to do anything fun and I would have NEVER attempted an obstacle course race (which now I’m addicted to!)
Four years (and a lot of hard work) later, I am no longer on any insulin or other pill medication that I was on. And although I do have an unhealthy love for Oreos, I have sworn them off this year – completely. I’m now just a tick over 200lbs and feeling great. I recently went in for a check up and my doctor said my A1C level is 7! Since I’m still diabetic and always will be unless they find a cure, he’s ok with that number. Especially considering when I found out I was diabetic my A1C was 16!
I’ve not taken medication for diabetes now for over a year. It was my decision to stop taking those medicines against my doctor’s advice. I don’t recommend doing that at all, but I was basically forced to since I could no longer handle that financial burden. With diet and exercise I have been able to undo most of what I had done to my body; something not even the medicine could do on it’s own. My diet and exercising have both become pretty lackadaisical here lately. I really need to get both of those back on track, especially if I want to keep my A1C looking as good as it did a couple weeks ago at my doctors appointment.
Now is as good a time as any. Time for some burpees!!!