Walk It Out

Yoga’s been a complete no-go this past week.


And I felt like a complete failure.

But while yoga’s been shelved (I should’ve put more thought into when I would do yoga), walking has not. For some of you health addicts and gym rats, walking might not seem like a big deal.

But when you’re short on time like I am, walking’s a huge deal. 🙂

I walk five days a week now, half an hour each day, and always in the same place: the waterfront here in Foster City.

One, the view is spectacular. I can see out across the bay, watch traffic cross the bridge, and (sometimes) see para-sailors cutting through the waves on a good windy day.

Two, there’s always resistance when walking along the waterfront. On almost any given day, there’s a healthy breeze coming off the bay into Foster City. You might start off wearing a sweatshirt to walk but that sucker’s coming off before you’re done, trust me.

Three, there’s a ton of interesting people to meet out there. A lot of moms with strollers, joggers (young and old), walkers (again, young and old), and lunch-ers (there’s tables/benches along the route).

In hindsight (meaning as I write this, lol), I realize that I wasn’t a failure last week. While I didn’t do my exercise of choice, I did exercise. And that counts for something in my long-term goal of getting and staying healthy.




So if you’re like me and just starting to exercise again, here’s a word of encouragement to help you along: Walk it out.


Trust me, you’ll like how far you go (literally and figuratively).


Rise & Stretch

In an effort to get back into shape and to get healthier, I’ve started doing yoga.

Years ago, I took yoga at a community college. Bikram yoga 🙂 This type of yoga is usually done in a room heated to just over 100 degrees, but the teacher I had took pity on us and set the thermostat between 90 and 95. Since it was wintertime, he said he didn’t want us getting sick going in and out of the cold.

During that class, I learned how intense yoga can be. I thought it’d be super easy–go in, do some stretches, relax, go home.

Wrong! 🙂

Yoga was more than stretches. It was about focus, about posture, about muscles, about breathing. It helps relax you, helps strengthen your core muscles, and helps loosen stiff joints.

While some may scoff at the idea of doing yoga as a way to get back in shape, I don’t. See, it’s been years since I’ve done more than moderate exercise (i.e. walking) I figured yoga would be a good place for me start.

And it is.

My long term goal is to make yoga a daily routine for me, and to go from walking to running again. I want to be able to play with my kids, to run around with them at parks, to show them how to make good choices for their health. I want to be able to have many years with my husband, years hopefully free of long term illnesses and disease. I want to prolong, maybe even avoid, the diseases that seem to follow people in my family–diabetes, hypertension, high blood pressure, etc.

I want life, love, happiness, and good health. 🙂

And by adding exercising to what I already have (life, love, and happiness) I know I’ll be in good health in no time.

Glyburide = Trial & Error

To help lower my morning fasting sugar levels, my doctor prescribed glyburide. I take it at night with my dinner and it helps lower my sugar levels while I sleep. For two mornings, I woke up at 3am to test my blood sugar. Morning 1 was good. Morning 2 was…horrible. I woke up shaky, sweaty and nauseous. I tested low and had to eat at 3am to bring my sugar levels back up.

When I reported the readings to Kaiser’s Perinatal department yesterday, they cut my dose in half. At 3am this morning, I tested again and my readings were good. But by the time I did my fasting sugar level (8 hours after last night’s snack) it was at 101.

Frustrated doesn’t begin to describe how I feel. I wanted to scream and curse. Instead, I called the Perinatal department and spoke to an RN. Seems that even with the glyburide I need to take my fasting sugar levels before the 8 hour mark and eat earlier in the morning than they originally told me to.


It’s all trial and error. It’s still irritating, lol, but at least I’m getting there.


Apparently glyburide can make you hungrier than normal.

Snacks for a woman with GD should be every 2 to 3 hours. But a woman who has GD and is taking glyburide will, unbeknownst to me, eat almost every 90 minutes.

Thank God I can call Kaiser’s Perinatal department whenever because after my lunch reading today I was ready to cry. And thank God for RNs who are understanding and can explain that it’s nothing I did wrong, that all I have to do is adjust my snack schedule and snack more often.

Oh, and stay away from brown rice for lunch. It makes my blood sugar levels shoot through the roof!