There are times I let diabetes "win", and this morning is one of them.
But this morning, it just doesn't seem to be worth the work. I tested 20 minutes prior to our scheduled walk, and I was 80 mg/dL. Jim told me I was constant. Normally, this would be a great scenario, except that walking now meant I'd have to eat something - and I just wasn't hungry. So here I sit.
While I do feel bad about skipping out on exercise (which is healthy for me, in general), I can't help but think it's for a good cause, as I'm maintaining a good BG level (which is healthy for me, diabetes-wise). Should I feel guilty, or triumphant?
Exercise is giving way to a pretty number, this morning. Living well with diabetes, much like being in a relationship, means living with compromise sometimes. Having things my way all of the time isn't fair, and sometimes it isn't healthy, either. So here you go, diabetes. You win this round.