It's fair to say, that right now, I'm feeling pretty sorry for myself. It happens from time to time, especially around this time of year. The clocks have gone back, darkness seems to descend in the middle of the afternoon, and it's either cold, or wet, or both. This year however it's a little different....
There is clearly much more to this insulin resistance (ie pre-diabetes) than just what we eat. As well as the obvious and much talked about 'obesity' factor, there are also correlations between exercise and insulin sensitivity, and sleep, whether it's sleep quality or quantity. My sleep quality is a bit erratic, so that might be a contributing factor to peculiar results.
In my post https://mawonavelo.com/2021/10/01/pre-diabetes-the-hidden-peril-in-your-body/ I mentioned that I planned to do some research and personally experiment to understand which foods and activities caused a spike in my blood glucose levels. Read on to find out more about my personal science experiment….
Are you someone who has a fairly healthy diet for most of the time, with a few digressions along the way. That bit of cake on a bike café ride, or that glass of wine with dinner, a handful of jelly babies on a run, or that wonderful dessert on a celebration meal, they can't hurt right?
As I write this, we are in the third week of the 2021 Tour De France. Mark Cavendish has made a remarkable comeback this year and has equalled Eddy Merckx record of 34 Tour De France Stage wins. If he succeeds in Paris he will break this record. It's certainly something to shout about. Yet the sporting media has been so focussed on the Euro's and England making the final, that his accomplishment has been completely overshadowed to everyone other than cycling fans. And while this makes me sad, the truth is, this is what has been happening to women, in all sports, since the dawn of time.
As daylight came, there was a short break in the worst of the rain....or maybe there wasn't, I was so wet it was difficult to tell. but the terrain eased up a little. Despite yet more mud and bigger puddles, it was rideable, and so for a while I made better progress. I was several hours now behind plan, which meant that I reached the Reigate Hill picnic area after the cafe there had opened.