I know my numbers are going to be “off” when I travel, but for some reason this particular con had me running particularly high numbers (I was 313 at lunch today. 313! I haven’t seen a number that high since my pizza splurge at Christmas!). I blame some of that on the dessert thing last night; I probably should have gone with something like the fruit cup and the chocolate covered strawberries instead of the fruitcup and the chocolate cheesecake and then having dinner.
My mistake was not setting my alarm for 2am to re-adjust my insulin dosage. I was so tired I just thought, “oh, fuck it” and tested at 215 this morning.
I’m not going to bother logging any of these numbers, BTW. I know exactly why I got them, and the a1c doesn’t lie, so there’s really no point in logging them just so my new endocrinologist can wag her finger at me and say something brilliant like, “You should lose weight!”
No, what I should do is start working out at cons.
In my spare time.
OK, so maybe I just need to make better choices at the dessert bar and when I have to have the Governor’s club pastry breakfast, stick to half a bagel and the fruit dish instead of a whole bagel and the fruit dish.
Subsequent cons should also be less stressful, which I think is really going to help.