It’s about a year since I got my diagnosis of type II diabetes. And a couple of weeks since I got the results of a 2nd round of blood tests that confirm that I my hbA1c is in the normal, non-diabetic range. Which pretty much means I don’t have type II diabetes any more. I think that’s pretty good progress, even if I do say so myself. 
Me over a year ago
There have been a lot of positives about the type II diagnosis. The weight loss (between 4 and 4  and a half stone, depending on how good I’ve been), reduced cholesterol and improved fitness have all been brought about because diabeastliness was not for me. If you’d have told me a year ago that I’d be back on track to full health and vigour I would have found it hard to believe you. But as it turns out, I’m a remarkably stubborn person when I want to be. Who knew? 
So yeah, it’s been an incredibly positive year. I’m consistently fitting into clothes I haven’t been able to fit into in years. I can move much more freely, and generally I’m just a fitter, thinner, lighter, happier person. I have found myself slipping a bit though. There hasn’t really been any weight loss since March, just fluctuating up and down between 16 and 16 and a half stone (although to be fair it’s more consistently around the 16 stone mark than the 16 and a half stone mark). I had allowed myself to take the foot of the gas a bit and enjoy an extended Easter holiday, a trip to Scotland for one of my best friend’s weddings and a few work social nights during which the dog may have been slightly done. And in those recent blood tests, my cholesterol is still a bit high (although my blood pressure is under far better control now). 
Me about a month ago. Same t-shirt, different Mush. 

And so it is with renewed vigour that I hit the gym and divest myself of the niceties. Well, not really divest, but it’s time to be a bit stricter with myself again and to put the foot back on the healthiness pedal. I’m looking forward to a booze-lite end of May, start of June to get things motoring again. One thing’s for certain I’m not going to let myself get into the position I was in this time last year, slowly damaging my organs and reducing my life expectancy. I’ve got myself too much for which I need to stick around to let me get into that state again. 


3 thoughts on “Reboot”

  1. Excellent post M! Diabetes is a b***h isn’t it! Its rampant in our family – My Dad is Type 1 while my Aunt, Uncle and both Grandfathers are Type 2. It’s a fear of mine as I have both genetic & environmental predisposition to it.

    Good work kicking Diabetes in the ball-sack 🙂

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