Well hey there friends! What’s that you say? I haven’t had a post up since Monday? Well, there’s been a few things going on. Seriously though, all joking aside (well not all joking because it’s the only thing that will keep me sane right now), although I am extremely excited about all the adventures we have this year (moving, wedding, new jobs) and have already had (three months in Asia, more noodles than you can handle), it’s also extremely overwhelming. Although everything we have going on is truly such a blessing, I wouldn’t recommend to anyone to do what we’re doing this year. Quitting your job, traveling the world, moving cities, looking for a new job, and planning a wedding might best be done in different calendar years altogether. But, this is the path we chose and as they say, the only way out is through!
When I returned from Asia, my A1c was the highest it had been in 10 years: 8.0%. This is not a number that I like to see. I strive to keep my number under 7%, and really, I am happiest under 6.5%. But given the fact I went back to injections from my pump for the trip, and I was constantly changing time zones while sampling all the local cuisine, I can’t say that I was surprised by the number. When the blood work came back in April, I made it my goal to get it down as fast as possible before my next check in.
Well, three months has flown by, and cranking that number down is much easier said than done. When we came up to Portland, we didn’t anticipate that it would take us a month to find a rental. The rental market is extremely competitive up, so as I blogged about before we bunked at Jacob’s brother’s house. We were so grateful to have a place to stay while we looked for our own place, but it meant another month of living out of a suitcase and lots of to-go food. Plus, it took me longer than expected to get back into my exercise routine. Now I have an established pattern of three runs a week and a strength training circuit, but when I first got here I didn’t know the streets and parks where I now run. It took a while to get consistent with it. And on top of it all, there’s the excitement factor of being in a new city, and Portland is a phenomenal place to try all sorts of amazing food. Just the other day, I had a burger which uses two grilled cheese sandwiches instead of buns. (It’s totally low-cal and carb free. That’s a lie. I can’t even keep that ruse going for longer than one sentence because that “sandwich” is so RIDICULOUS. And tasty.).
With all the craziness, I have not been able to get my numbers down to where I’d like them. I have my official blood draw in a week from now, but in the interim out of morbid curiosity I did an A1c Now test to see if I’d made a dent at all. It came back at 7.3%. Not at all where I prefer to be, but at least it’s moving in the right direction. And considering all the changes I’ve been through since coming back to the USA in April, I’m trying not to beat myself up too badly for that. It’s all about doing better than you did before, so at least that number is significantly lower than the last one. In fact, if I can lower it by the same amount (.7%) in the next three months, I’ll be all the way down to 6.6% by the next time! And that will be celebration-worthy. And also by that time, I won’t have a trip/move/wedding or anything else to plan for. What on earth will I do with myself!? I’ll have to take up crocheting or something