Touché, diabetes.
I thought I would go for one last training ride for the Super SEAL Triathlon coming up on Sunday. “The diabetes” thought otherwise.
At least I wasn’t in a kayak this time…
Last Friday I woke up to a particularly yucky fasting BG: 259. Ew. The night before I had been dropping steadily as bedtime approached and had downed two packets of GU in desperation to get to bed. Apparently I didn’t need them. I dialed in 4 units. My normal ratio is 1 unit for every [...]
