My name is Geoff, an host of SomaCow, and I am trying to teach myself how to not be a psychotic eatbeast.
I’m still pony.
That’s a little horse.
The cold that I had has metamorphed to this wheedling thing, and I will be happy when it leaves here with its mucus and its itchy throat and its hazy, almost-but-not-quite sneezing.
In the meantime I am putting in some longer days at work, which requires that I leave the house at 5:30 am and get home at 7:30 pm.
I’ve had way worse schedules, and I am sure many of you do, but it’s sort of a bitch with the diabetes, and I am learning how to get through the day, camping style.
Today, my sweet Helper Monkeys packed superfoods aplenty. When I left my house I had - black coffee – 40 carrot slices – 2 hard boiled eggs – a half cup of beans – six olives - a cup of raw pecans - a turkey sandwich with tomato on whole wheat and pumpernickel swirl bread – 4 additional slices of turkey
I was, in short, loaded for bear.
Diabetes Bear.
THE DEADLIEST OF BEARS, FOR HE CANNOT ENJOY HONEY! RARRR!!!!!!
At 6:15 I was on the road and feeling good. At 6:50 I was pulling in to get more coffee. I had already eaten three olives.
at 7:20 I popped an egg in my mouth and chewed it up.
at 7:21 I figured I might as well chase that with the olives. Plenty of good fats
at 8:00 I was nearing my job site. I munched a few pecans.
by 9:00 I was nomming more pecans.
the coffee was gone.
by 10:00, the beans made their way down my gullet, briefly alone, until the second egg came looking for them.
by 11:00 (almost lunch time!) I was worried that the turkey sandwich was getting too warm, and so I grabbed it and chomped it down. It was sooooo good.
I also munched the turkey slices. Without ice, how could I ensure their food safety status?
So, by 11:15, everything was gone but the carrot slices. I had no food for lunch, but who needs lunch when you have eaten everything in sight in one morning?
At 3:00 in the afternoon, I munched my carrots. I made them last, enjoying each bite, lightly rolling them in my mouth, savoring their sweet, a bit overhigh in the glycemic index but carotoid heavy goodness.
Or are they?
It seems that the initial rating of carrots as being too high in the glycemic index may have been a misprint, or poor science. It also seems that the carb load isn’t what we are led to believe, depending on which website you utilize. The American Diabetes Association includes recipes with carrots on its website, other sites threaten that too many can spike your blood like WHOA. Some sites cite the sight benefits of beta-carotene, some ignore it completely.
Fun, when simple queries like “should I eat carrots?” are answered with yes, no, sometimes, rarely, never, and often.
I guess it doesn’t matter, since all the carrots were gone by 3:02.
No wonder people keep dying of this shit.
You know what IS good for me? Peppers, onions, mushrooms, and smelt! Had that for dinner, and it was excellent. Super Helper Monkey Rowan helped me brush on some olive oil and pepper.
MAN were they yummy!
Tomorrow, I will try to space out my eating a bit better.
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