I had a good day yesterday. I did some exercise, had a very safe lunch with a lovely friend, did some work on the new novel, did some preparation for the job interview I have on Thursday, and had an equivalently safe dinner.
Why, therefore, is my blood sugar over 8 this morning?
I could cry.
I find these illogical variations very distressing and de motivating. All I fancy now is to go and eat something that I WANT to eat, like pancakes in maple syrup, or brick sized slabs of toast, or how about a croissant oozing with cheese?
If there is no correlation between what I do and these readings, then WTF am I on this lifelong path of deprivation for? WHAT DO I DO???????????????