So 61, diabetic type 2, diagnosed 9 years ago. After 3 years of testing blah blah blah, I felt good and figured since I hadn't gained much weight, I was doing good. But started feeling a little sluggish and not feeling like myself on the bike. Figuring it was old age, can't stay young forever.
But returned to my Kaiser benefits and right away, they were on me wanting to continue where we left off. Bothersome but I guess it's better to know where you stand, especially entering old age. I will say, getting a new and better paying job 6 months ago, Gina and I were living it up. Eating out several times per week and good stuff ha ha ha! But knowing I am type 2, I knew it would come to an end when it caught up with me.
I don't want to and can't see myself taking medication, never want that so if there is a way to avoid it, I'll do it and knowing natural is best, I even rejected offers for meds when I first found out. Still no meds but the big dinners did catch up to me as expected. I knew it would so it was no big problem or worry for me. Control is the key!
So I did test 3 months ago and was not happy with the results, a high A1C reading as expected. So that day, I stopped the bad habits. Figure I've had like 2 ice cream cones in the last 3 months which is excellent for me being and ice cream and cookie lover. Matter of fact, don't think I've had a cookie since.
A man has got to know his limitations as Clint would say, I do! Fancy food, junk food is sheot! I know it but enjoy it physically but mentally, I know it's sheot so I was actually looking forward to bad news knowing it would give me a good reason to shape up. I did!
SO 3 months later, damn I'm a Bad Mother Fucker just like Samuel L Jackson ha ha ha! Took another A1C and dropped 4.2 points! Yes, 4.2 points and just about where I should be, on target. The doctors see me drop my numbers every time without meds and are like WTHF! What did you do?
I'm Mr. Beanz dammit! I do what I want to do ha ha ha! Yes, control and actually looking forward to the day where I knew I would have to shape up. Being 61, I am very aware that my sheot diet has to come to an end. Seen too many people on dialysis suffer in bad ways to think I will let myself get to that condition knowing I can help it. One thing about always being active and competitive, I don't just go down without a fight.
Figure I'll have to eat this way the rest of my days. Dry Cheerios on the way to work, easy to handle and good for cholesterol, better than bacon ha ha ha! Then a cucumber, small turkey or chicken sandwich for lunch. Half a lemon for a snack first break then 3 crackers with good quality peanut butter for second break. Read about a it and who would have thought, PB was good for diabetics. Small pc of meat for dinner, a cup of rice or potatoes, salad, and another cucumber. Maybe one or two small Jello sugar free cups for a snack depending on how I feel, to satisfy the urges or cravings thought they come less and less as one cleans up.
Not to be so graphic, but as one cleans up the diet, eating clean, the poop is clean as well. I laugh when mentioning it to others but, seems one doesn't need toilet paper after a visit to the throne. I mean it is an awesome feeling, not needing toilet paper. Again, not to be too graphic but when I eat this way, I don't even need to wipe my ass after taking a dump ha ha ha! I mean, I do but really, I could get away with not using TP if I really had to ha ha ha!
But the thing is, the brain tells me that I am done with eating the poison at my age. It's for keeps now! I'd be a fool to let myself think that I am doing everything I can while eating shit food and poison. Like I have always know it's poison and bad for the body but yet, we still do it. I'm done!
I will have an ice cream cone once a month maybe. Maybe a cookie but I'm done. Like I said, I'd be a fool to fool myself then end up on dialysis because I was stupid. Seen too many people do this to themselves then make excuse, Oh I couldn't help it! Uhh, yeah you can!
So after putting some good effort into eating better and some mind control, dropping my A1C by 4.2 points, Yeah I'm going to say I'm a Bad Mother Fucker! I ain't stupid and I ain't fooling myself. Especially after noticing the positive changes in my body.
Thinking I was getting old and tired on the bike, I accepted the struggle of trying to feel good on the bike. But making the changes really points out the differences and the benefits of eating well. I feel like night and day after making a few changes. I actually feel like I did 20 years ago. My riding is feeling more effortless and the average speed creeping back up. The heart stress is feeling less and less, the legs feeling free again and still, no Viagara hoping to keep it that way ha ha ha!
So many people in my life have made excuses to keep themselves in poor health. I can't eat healthy but I can drink beer, seems to be their motto. Bull shit, I am keeping on top of my game and know it's for keeps so I ain't making excuses. At my age, the game is serious and for keeps now. If I fail, it's my fault!
But hell no, I'm a Bad Mother Fucker, I ain't making excuses! I can drop and maintain if I want to and I do! Staying on top of my game from now on, can't afford any more bad habits. Thankfully mine would only be food and not alcohol or smoke. I don't put any to that sheot in my system either.
Getting poked and tested, I pretend and joke about crying like a little baby but really, I'm a Bad Mother Fucker!
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