I run to keep the diabetes monsters at bay.
I cycle so that the side effects of this insidious disease can't catch me.
I walk to keep my blood sugars under control.
These reasons are very true and they get me out of bed on dark, cold winter mornings when I have to run for 2 hours. They are also what push me out the door when it's hot and humid and I have hill training to do.
Diabetes gets me moving because, truth be told, I'm scared of what might happen if I don't.
But once my shoes are on and I am outside, diabetes no longer plays a role in my motivation.
My love of exercise takes over and I run, cycle or walk because I love it. Because I love being outside in all weathers. I love exploring Niagara. I love feeling strong and capable. I love surprising myself with how much I can do.
I don't want to be grateful for diabetes.
I want to kick it in the ass.
Diabetes does not go away so I have two choices:
- accept diabetes and get on with my life
- let diabetes hang like a cloud over everything I do.
I choose life.
So I guess I have to be grateful for diabetes for forcing me to decide what is important to me. Some people are never forced to make that decision and, as a result, life just moves quietly along...
Diabetes forces me to make that decision every day. Will I choose life? Will I take care of my body today so that I can keep it strong enough to fight. Thanks to diabetes, I have built amazing friendships with people who share a love of fitness and the outdoors. I have run thousands of kilometers and cycled for countless hours. I have crossed finish lines and have a dresser top covered in medals. I am fit, healthy, strong and happy.
Before diabetes, I exercised because I felt like I should.
Since diabetes, I exercise because I can.
And for that I am so very grateful.
“This post is my March entry in the DSMA Blog Carnival. If you’d like to participate too, you can get all of the information at http://diabetessocmed.com/2011/march-dsma-blog-carnival“