The Unbolused Cookie

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Feeling Epic

Gabrielle Sharkey Oldfield

Feeling Epic
Monday, August 31, 2015

Mudderella has come and gone and I can honestly say it was one of the most fun and freeing things I have ever done.  Here's a short recap of some things I learned along the way.


I do not have to be a victim of Type 1 Diabetes.  I've been training for months on adjusting my insulin for activities that are out of my norm.  I've made small changes, tested frequently during the changes, logged everything, and consulted with my endo.  For this particular event, I backed my basal insulin back by one unit (could have probably done two) and went a little higher on my carbs for breakfast (protein bar and no rapid insulin).  I practiced this on hikes and physical activities of various lengths in the months preceding the event with excellent success avoiding lows.  My goal was also to keep my numbers stable so my body would not lose its awareness of dropping blood sugar.  During the event I had a zippered wristband to keep glucose tabs in.  About half way through I felt like I might be going a little low so I popped two tabs which gave me the bump I needed until I arrived at the water station where they also had protein bars cut up into small cubes.  I had one of those and that carried me through the rest of the event with no problem.  I adjusted my rapid insulin down at lunch and dinner because my sensitivity is so much higher after prolonged exercise (this event took me about 2 hours and 15 minutes).  It was a total victory to go into something that I was so anxious about and to have such great success.  


Being part of a team was awesome.  In the end, only two of us from the group were able to participate.  We encouraged each other, we helped each other, we laughed SO hard at what we were doing, and by the end, my teammate, Elizabeth, was my hero.  I have never been the person to join a team sport or crawl through mud.  I am always afraid of looking stupid, failing, or holding other people back.  This opportunity allowed me to set all those fears aside, take a deep breath, and just go for it.  In every photo my husband took of us we are grinning, laughing, or standing tall and victorious. Who knew?


It is never too late to feel good.   It does not matter if you start big or small, just start.  Is it ironic that as a newly diagnosed 49 year old Type 1 diabetic I am now in the best physical shape of my life?  Yes, pretty much.  But the truth is, most of the time, I feel fantastic, so I'll take it.  This is something I know I will be repeating a lot in the years to come--don't wait to be the best you possible.  If there is even one small change that you can make NOW that will make you feel better, then do it.  Don't overthink it or complicate it, just commit to one small change and see where it takes you.


Proverbs 31:17