The Numbers Game

Oh, the frustrations of being a female and buying clothes! I bought a skirt and shirt from Banana Republic yesterday on sale. Very cute, and both medium. And yet...I felt "fat" in this fashionable ensemble. My husband assures me I look great and I'm beautiful. I know 30lbs ago I would've bought an extra large shirt and a large skirt. Most of the time now I'm in small skirts and wear size 6-8. I'm happy with that. And yet... My bmi is on the edge at 25. I want to lose 20lbs. If I can consistently do what I know to do, I can get there. I know I want to be my healthiest - to help with every system, with my diabetes. Maybe even my asthma. And yet... My worsening diabetes is a serous energy sapper. I am literally wiped out exhausted most of the time. My blood sugars with my new insulin regimen and low carb diet are getting into normal range, but man, am I tired. I hate testing four times a day but I have to. The insulin has kicked it up a notch. I'm tired of being led around by my blood sugars. All these numbers. How many carbs in a meal. How many steps a day. How many miles run. How many ounces of water consumed Bottom line, I'm trying to be the healthiest me, and I need these tools to motivate me, keep me accountable. My Fitbit is invaluable, and my support groups even more so. In my youth, I could care less. I was young and slim and disease free. I can't go back in time. But I can do something today. And tomorrow. And the next day...ad infinitude. I hope I can inspire you to make healthy choices. Choose health. Start now! It only gets harder as you get older. e b e r