• Meal Manager

Sort by: Relevance | Most Recent | Most Active | Highest Rated

We found 10 result(s) that match your search "Sweat":

What types of spiritual practices or mental exercises do you use to help you cope with diabetes? For me, I like to mix things up and do whatever feels right at the time. Typically I use martial arts, exercise or various "mental exercises" like praying, meditation and reading spiritual books. I also love to listen to a variety of music and sit and relax around fires. This weekend will have me trying something that I have never attempted before but something that I have always been interested and curious about - a Native American sweat lodge.
(READ MORE)

Rating (0) 1 2 3 4 5

Email this Comments (4)

---

After a very long day at work and a difficult drive home, I walked into my house and announced that I was home but going to take nap. I marched into my room, dropped my bag at the end of the bed and hit the hay.
My journey into the land of dreams was almost immediate it seemed because no sooner did I close my eyes that I was woke up in a dark room covered in sweat. I had kicked the blankets off and was trying to muster up the energy to sit up.
I could not do it. I heard footsteps around the house. Waiting for those footsteps to get close to my door so I could moan loud enough for someone to come in seemed like an eternity. And still I had no energy. I could hear my wife on the phone talking in what I thought was the dining room and my daughter listening to the Grease soundtrack in her room. (READ MORE)

Rating (0) 1 2 3 4 5

Email this Comments (5)

---

There's nothing better on this snowy Friday afternoon than taking some time to catch up with the Blogabetes bloggers (that is, short of sledding down the hill behind my house on one of those round sleds, but I've digressed). Welcome to another edition of the Weekly Round-up!

Julia has had her share of dealing with the flu - here's hoping her family is on the mend! Share your tips for how you deal with the winter sicknesses.

George has found the answer to life, the universe, and everything during his bout with hypoglycemia. Do you have startling moments of randomness when you're experiencing a low?
(READ MORE)

Rating (0) 1 2 3 4 5

Email this Comments (1)

---

I had a very nice time this weekend sweating it out at the sweat lodge. I had a few concerns that were diabetes related, but in the end everything went very well and I learned a lot. I arrived at the location where the sweat would take place feeling prepared for an event I had no way of knowing how to prepare. The experience will never be forgotten and one that I will always be proud of. Ultimately the lesson I was reminded of this weekend is that you should never let diabetes stop you from trying anything that you want to do no matter what anybody else says and that preparation is always key to a good time.
(READ MORE)

Rating (0) 1 2 3 4 5

Email this Comments (5)

---

It's 10:30 p.m.
I'm in bed. In my night shirt.
I'm coughing, although I took (sugar-free) cough syrup.
I'm in bed.
I check my sugar.
76.
Crap. I can't go to bed this low.
But I'm already in bed.
I'm tired.
I'm coughing.
Must get up early to go to mass with No. 1.
Can't convince myself to go downstairs and drink a glass of milk.
Because I'm already in bed.
The floor is cold.
I'm coughing and tired.
The milk is downstairs.
My bed is warm.
The kitties are snuggly.
Now would be a nice time to see a trend line.
I took the sensor off five hours ago.
I'm. Already. In. Bed.
Waking in a cold sweat will not be fun.
The milk is downstairs.
My cough medicine isn't working.
Rain is soothing and wants me to go to sleep.
My bed is warm.
The floor is cold.
(READ MORE)

Rating (0) 1 2 3 4 5

Email this Comments (2)

---

The other night two of my buddies and I met up for a night of Racquetball and dinner together. This, like Disc Golf, has become a new obsession with me. It is yet another way for me to find a fun way to exercise. I think about playing all day long! It truly has become an obsession.
My favorite thing about Racquetball is the amount of sweat I produce. When you are exercising and sweating, you just know that you are doing something positive. Albeit, I am usually short of breath, slow to get to the ball, rarely win a game, and take breaks often, I still cannot get enough. Each time we play I find I can play harder longer. (READ MORE)

Rating (0) 1 2 3 4 5

Email this Comments (1)

---

I hate exercising. I should rephrase that. I hate typical exercise. You know what I mean. Stuff like lifting weights, stair steppers, treadmills, those scary machines, aerobics, jazzercise, and pretty much all the stuff you see at the typical "gym."
And that is the other part of it. Every gym in my neck of the woods feels like you can not enter until you are fit and trim. So yours truly who has a long way to go would feel very out of place until I was a total lean mean D machine.
Of course being a "born again diabetic" I know that exercise needs and should be a part of my daily routine. So how do I make the non-existent gym rat in my come out?
Simple, I find something that I actually like to do and run with that! (READ MORE)

Rating (0) 1 2 3 4 5

Email this Comments (10)

---

Why is it that I can remain much calmer than those around me when it comes to diabetes? I can manage a low with ease, while my mom or my friend will freak out on me. No matter the severity, the past, or the person, it just seems I can keep composure better than them.

 

Last night, my mom and I went out for our usual walk. I had worked out earlier in the day, so I knew my blood sugar would probably be an issue. I cut my insulin back and drank a juice half way through the walk. Not long after, I felt the low coming on full force. It was bad, I knew that. Inside my own mind, I was thinking that I just needed to make it around the next part of the walk so we would be closer to the house.

 

(READ MORE)

Rating (0) 1 2 3 4 5

Email this Comments (18)

---

I woke up from a sound mid-day nap to the coarse rock sounds of Papa Roach, otherwise known as my ring tone. I was a bit stunned by this noise and as I exited slumber land I wondered why I felt so sweaty.
On the other end of the connected phone call was my girlfriend, eager to head out and enjoy the rest of the day together. I vaguely remember some brief hellos and a discussion about what to do for food. It turned into one of those "What do you feel like?", "I don't know what do you feel like?" conversations. That ping pong song was short lived as I snapped into the phone, "I Don't Care Where We Eat! Just Come Pick Me Up!" Click,. I'm not sure, exactly, who ended the phone call but as the antagonist of this story, it was likely me. (READ MORE)

Rating (0) 1 2 3 4 5

Email this Comments (0)

---

A mere month after my post on "Exercise, exercise, exercise" I can proudly state I finally started! I have walked at least 15 minutes 3 times in the past week! Woooo-Hoooo!
It doesn't seem like a worthy accomplishment when I read that sentence, as a matter of fact, it's somewhat pitiful. BUT I'm not going to go there! I will NOT insult any progress I make, no matter how little. I think this is a trap a lot of people fall into, certainly I do. If it's not 1 hour a day of pouring sweat, then it's not worth mentioning. And I bet the people who do that much exercise probably just beat themselves up over the 1 day they were too sick or tired to complete their workout.
Instead, I will focus on the fact that I am 100 times better off than all the weeks I did no intentional exercise or the weeks I did just 1 or 2 days. Yay me! (READ MORE)

Rating (0) 1 2 3 4 5

Email this Comments (1)

---