Ordinary days....

....are sometimes harder than extraordinary days!  It's actually been just about 2 months since I set on my mission to arrest and reverse the Type 2 diabetes that has been nipping at my heels for the last several years. Two months in, and things continue to go well.

I'm still checking my fasting blood sugar every morning, and it's ranging from 89-116.  I'm trying to figure out what causes it to be higher some random days, and so far haven't really discovered a culprit.  I've had about one day per week where I stick to my food plan (mainly low carb, around 40-60 gms/day) until dinner, and then I have a few things I leave out the rest of the week.  Brown rice, a potato, a small bag of fritos, a small tube of M&M minis...and my blood sugar seems almost better the next morning - below 100 - when I'm sure it will be a higher.  Other times, I'm sooo "good" and on plan that I'm sure the reading will be great, and it's in the low 100s.  Hard to draw a bead on at this time, but overall I'm really doing great.

Also, my weight is coming along nicely.  I'm down 14 pounds plus from my worst weight prior to getting into the ring with my worthy opponent, which is awesome.  I'm within spittin' distance of Onederland for the first time in several years, and Heaven knows I hope it's my last time having to cross that line!  My motivation remains strong overall, although I have moments where I just want to eat.  Usually, these moments do not involve even one molecule of real hunger...rather they seem to be rooted in boredom, feeling squirrely, or just unidentified angst.  These are the hardest times, as they've always been, but with the Type 2 being successfully beaten back by my hard work for now, I am able to tough them out.  Or at least eat something that isn't stupid.

My oldest son is home for awhile now (the one who had the Guillian-Barre Syndrome in January), and we've been playing tennis a bit!  I was an avid player for years but once I started back to work full time when my youngest started 5th grade, I gradually drifted away from tennis to the point where I hadn't picked up a racquet in about 5 years!  It's been awesome, though excrutiatingly humbling, to begin again.  And great exercise, I might, because I chase the balls I hit all over creation.  That burns some calories, let me tell you.  Little by little I'm getting my mojo back with the racquet, and my inner Venus has been awakened.  Who'd'a'thunk??

That's it for now...I've been busy and out of blogging mood, but rest assured I will be here to announce when I cross over into the single century in the weight realm!  Also, I plan to update more often, but life has a way of altering the best of intentions.  In the meantime, it feels good to still be hanging on to this streak!