I had to go to the midwifery clinic first thing this morning to do a blood test for gestational diabetes. (My mother had it when she was pregnant with me, so that is enough of a risk factor for me to get the test.)
First, I had to fast for 8 hours (thus the 9 AM appointment -- I got up and went without coffee or breakfast.) She takes a blood sample, then I drink 75 g of glucose (!) in the form of an orange crush-type drink. An hour later, she takes another blood sample; an hour after that, yet another. The first hour, I felt quite ill -- nauseous after all that sugar on an empty tummy. Then I just felt hungry. It was hell.
At last it was over, and I ate (inhaled) some nuts and half a peanut butter sandwich in the car. On the way to the gym. The first couple rounds of the circuit were great. Then the true hunger kicked in, and I struggled. Anyway, I managed to eke out:
4 rounds of
500m row*
25 push-ups
15 RDLs - 65 lb
15 step ups - per leg (I do one leg at a time, leading)
* I was sure I wasn't going to do the 4th set; I couldn't face the slog of the row. Someone was on the erg when I came up for #4, so I skipped it, and went straight to the push-ups.
I replaced the missing row set with a 1/2 mile uphill walk (3.3 mph, 10% grade, @ 9 minutes). Ultimately more work than originally planned, so that is good.
At home, the ensuing avocado and cheese sandwich barely saw the light of day.
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