I have really been trying to get back on the exercise wagon lately. Everything feels better when I’m exercising regularly, both physically and mentally.
Within the past year or so, I’ve noticed that my body just hurts when I’m not getting enough exercise. My back hurts, my knee hurts, everything seems like such a chore. It is clear that as I age, I need to be downright aggressive about keeping my body moving.
I’ve put on a bunch of weight, so now even bending over to pick something up is hard to do. It’s awful. If I drop a dollar on the floor, I might offer you $0.50 just to pick it up for me.
As recent as a couple of weeks ago I couldn’t even walk one mile because my back would start hurting. My Wednesday night wintertime basketball nights were depressing and painful. I was twice the player I used to be, and half the player I used to be, all at the same time. I hated it.
I know that I need to start small and work my way up again, which for me, at least for now, just means walking. I need to get out and walk as much as I can and as often as I can. Walking is awesome because it is something that you can just get up and do whenever the mood strikes. Almost.
Unless I’ve planned ahead at least an hour, I can’t walk for long without my blood sugar going low. Then I have to eat something, which pisses me off because I’m walking to lose weight! I know in my head that even though I’m eating to fight off the low, the walking is still good for me. But emotionally? It kicks my ass. I get SO MAD that I can’t just get up and go for a nice long walk whenever I want to.
Typically, I’ve got myself so mentally worked up about this stupid thing that when I start planning ahead I get all pissed off about it again! Then my motivation to move disappears, and I go do something else (not exercise related).
As my frustration around all of this builds, I’ve noticed that the sheer frustration has buoyed my motivation a bit, but I worry it won’t last long. As the weather warms again I’m also reminded of how frustrated I got when doing all of the “outside jobs” around the house. I mean, who plans for hours before mowing the lawn?
Oh dear. It’s just like i’m talking. How i do understand you about anger, tears and frustration. As soon as i’m out of that depression of mine, i will have the energy to face this. Until now, i’ll try not to drop a dollar on the floor.
Chantale.
I know exactly how you feel! I had the same problem for years! The one thing that’s changed it for me has been eating a low(er)/low(ish) carb diet. I’m not a 30g of carbs per day person, but by lowering my carbs I’ve lowered my meal boluses significantly which means less insulin on board between meals, which means exercise drops me much less! Now I can exercise spontaneously with only a tiny snack (~10g carbs) or even none at all sometimes! I can’t say that this would work for everyone (nor that it’s an easy fix), but it’s really worked… Read more »
Sue,
Happens to me a lot, but I don’t really apologize to anyone, I usually say I can’t help it, because they really don’t get it anyway.
Most of the time I don’t really realize I am crabby, but my hubby points it out, when I test and he says that is why you are yelling at me, which I reply you don’t know what yelling is. 😉
When my blood sugar falls too low I go into fits of anger. As soon as I eat I feel better and have to apologize to everyone. Does this happen to anyone else?
I am 38 and was diagnosed with type 1 just 3 days before Christmas last year. I am still trying to get to grips with managing it and lows are too common because of what I’m eaing or doing. Sometimes vacuuming the house or over exerting myself is enough. Total pain as I am used to digging garden or working with plants ‘as and when’. Find it so hard to plan and then your day is wasted.