It is really hard to say that. It’s not news. A lot of people already know it. I’ve talked around it on this blog. But after 5 years of pretending it would go away, or that reading about it would make me change, or half-hearted attempts at endurance sports would magically make it go away, it didn’t. In the last 6 months, when I have tested blood sugars, it was worse than before.
I’m embarrassed to say that word out loud. I hate admitting it, because it is my own failing. I know it’s not uncommon, and that makes me hate myself for it more. Another cliche fat American.
I have tracked my A1C with home tests (turns out they can be very accurate, my latest matched the hospital blood work exactly.) For a while I was floating around 6.1-6.5. That’s diabetic. But it’s what the industry (and it is an industry) considers “managed.” Recently, it was 8.4. That is not OK. That means that I am doing slow, continuous damage to my internal organs. Every day.
And I did it to myself. All the reading, and interviews I’ve done on the podcast with people who know how to reverse this, none of it means a thing when I’m not applying it to my actions.
I’ll go all Lutheran preacher now and say the above part was the LAW. (bad news)
Now for the GOSPEL. (good news)
Right now I am happy to say that for the first time in probably 3 years, I am making a full effort, not a half one, to do exactly what I know will change this. The last couple years were another bunch half-measures, repeating the same patterns, expecting different results. The old famous “this time is different.”
I’m not going to write extensively about the details here. I spend enough time talking about it on the Back of Pack Endurance podcast. But I felt it important to put it in writing.
I am a full on type two diabetic.
I absolute refuse to stay one.
I will have an A1C close to 5.0 by my next lab check, Feb 9.
I will do this by eating a HFLC diet. I’m not debating that methodology with anyone here. I’ve learned too much to accept the ADA model of low fat high carbohydrate nonsense that keeps people drug dependent and feeds the Diabetes Industrial Complex.
I will not sabotage myself by trying to train too hard for events I’m not ready for yet, then using the excuse of crashing and running to sugar and relapsing. I am starting slowly. Like, 22 minute/ mile walking slowly. I am not even thinking about running right now. I will take the winter months to slowly adapt properly to low carb exercise and endurance. This is breaking the cycle of self-sabotage I’ve gone through the last several years.
This means that right now I am committed simply to walking every day until I feel like running might be possible. And even then, my plan will be designed and supervised by an outside party.
In other words, I have a coach. An accountability partner. Someone I trust who knows what this is about, who will be truthful, but who also has confidence in my ability to do it.
I’m Andy and I’m a diabetic. I will reverse it. Before I even think about Ironman, I will reverse diabetes.
How is it going so far? Well, in Just over a week, after seeing a 299 fasting blood sugar following a Mr. Stickey’s night, I dropped morning blood sugars from 176 to 121 to 107, and yesterday morning, all the way to a 101. It works. But like they say in 12 step, it works if you work it.
I’m working it. Now to make sure I keep working it.