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It’s day 3 of Diabetes Blog Week. Notice how I included the image above, just like the rest of you who thought of it two days ago?

Yesterday was all about something that I thought I do well for my diabetes. It was a prime example of how easy it is to talk about myself, and the things I (think I) do well. Today, the challenge is to find something to improve upon in my daily walk with the big D.

Today is hard. Not just because I have to write about an area where I come up short. But because I have to admit it. In a public forum. Where everyone can read it. So I guess the first admission has to be:

I’m not perfect.

And the second admission (and the subject of my post today) is:

I. Eat. Too. Many. Carbs.

I mentioned in a post last week that I have two vices left: Alcohol and Salt.

I like to think that I have an “I can take it or leave it” attitude with regard to alcohol. Prior to my diabetes diagnosis (age 28), I drank too much at times. Now… far, far less. But the salty stuff? I just can’t resist. Chips, pretzels, Cheez-its, Goldfish, Chex mix, I don’t care. Love them all. And if there’s rice or potatoes at lunch or dinner? I’m in. I am so in.

And I hate myself for it. Hate, hate, hate. I’m using the word Hate here. I hate what it’s done to my waistline for the last 21 years. I hate how, especially when I’m training, I can feel the weight of every last gram of last night’s carbohydrates sitting in my stomach like a giant rock. I hate that I’ve tried the low-carb diet thing about 100 times, until I have a dangerous low (always about 6-7 days after starting), then I bail on the whole idea instead of sucking it up and adjusting.

That is absolutely unlike me.

I’ve dealt with a lot of crap over the years. People afraid of me or judging me. Recovering from lows. Dealing with highs, and apathy, and diabetes burnout. Changes in jobs, careers, homes, cities. I’ve persevered. I really have handled many obstacles. Even when things are (or seem) extremely difficult, I’ve been able to endure.

So why can’t I get over the addiction to salty carbs? I don’t need to quit cold turkey, just cut back some. And deal with the lows, and work through the issues instead of just going back to the same old routine out of fear. Or out of comfort. It’s a big, big obstacle for me. My kryptonite. Don’t know how I’m going to deal with this. But I’ve got to find a way to overcome. To persevere. To endure.

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