Normally when I’m up at 1:30 because of hypoglycemia, I get mad at myself for not managing my diabetes better. But not tonight. I think it’s perfectly understandable and I’m actually kind of proud of it.
Because the reason that I had to get up and re-fuel is that my metabolism is running a little faster than normal just now. This, in turn, is because I went out with Kelly and Thomas this afternoon and rode fifty miles. We left from Helotes and road south to Castroville, then turned around and came back. Thomas has a ½ Ironman triathlon coming up in a month: 1.2 mile swim, 52-mile bike ride, 13 mile run. This was part of his training.
Man, it feels good to do a half-century again. I haven’t done that in a while. The last time was Memorial day, when I rode up to Kerrville. At the time, I didn’t have a whole lot of riding under my belt. Plus, that one was pretty hilly. This one was as flat as a pancake.
It was a good ride. It was hard, but not so much so that I’m going to be limping tomorrow. I’ve been trying to increase the amount of riding I’m doing very gradually so that I don’t injure myself. Ever since an accident I had in 1999, I’ve had a lot of back problems, and I do not want to aggravate them. So far, so good. I think I’m on track to do a full century by my birthday with no problems.