Well I'm still alive... that's about all I can say about the week just passed! Epic fail on the diabetes front, on all accounts - blood sugars, food, mental health. Its a bit hard to admit that out loud. This week was just plain torturous. I think I was trying to balance too much and a few extra happenings this week made everything just fall down in a heap.
It would appear that despite my greatest intentions and endless optimism... drum roll please....I DO have limitations! Ugh...harsh realities. Its Sunday arvo and I'm just starting to feel on my way to being human again. My life at the moment was as if I had this magic talent, quite happily juggling balls in the air as a rode my bike along in the sunshine...but then I hit some pebbly ground, that made things tricky but manageable. But then a plover swooped at me and a dog ran in front of my bike. The juggling balls went everywhere and I fell off.
Despite the grazed knees, I am getting back on it tomorrow. No juggling though... I'll add one ball at a time the next time round and when I hit a pebbly patch or ride near nests, I will tuck them safely in my back pocket till I'm back in the sunshine. Whilst juggling while riding a bike might be achievable (although still difficult), I'm not going anywhere if the wheels aren't moving steadily underneath me. And besides, sometimes one just wants to ride free.
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