Today I spent a few hours hiking in beautiful, sunny Colorado (yep, that’s right- a February hike :D), when I noticed my mid-exercise mood swing creep in. I felt irritated and agitated by very normal things, things that wouldn’t normally bother me at all. I checked the time and realized it was nearing on lunch-time, and I probably just needed a snack. My boyfriend and I split a banana, and I started to feel better. After a few minutes, I acknowledged out loud that my snack had saved me from a continued or worsened hangry episode. We laughed about it and swore to google if there were any good prevention methods out there if stopping to eat is not always an option. And as it happened, I am now remembering and looking into it as my eyes are closing and I struggle to get my500words done for day 10 out of 31. I am certain that tonight’s post will be littered with typos. AH C’est la vie!
About an hour after my banana snack, we split another snack…and then another snack. By the end of the hike, I was well fed, happy, and just a little bit exhausted from a hard hike. I thought back on my hike and wondered what I could do to pop into my mouth when exercising hard or in between meal times. I pondered bringing some Gatorade or juice to have on hikes for when my blood sugar seems to start dipping. The might work. I then wondered if having sport jelly bean-like snacks could fend off bad moods. I am fairly certain that when I start exercising hard, my blood sugar levels dip and I feel bad. This has been happening to me my whole life. It doesn’t seem to be a problem as long as I listen to my body and eat, drink or rest as needed. It has been fine. BUT, since I have been hiking with my boyfriend, I have noticed that I am much more likely to follow his eating schedule than my own.
As a single person, I did more things alone and, thus, took care of myself on my own time. Now, I tend to hold off on snacks until he is ready for one. In the moment of hangry, this makes me absolutely livid and resentful, if I am honest. I can usually catch myself after a few minutes rumination on what a jerk he is that he has a banana in his bag yet has the audacity to skip up this hill like he is skipping at recess as a 4th grader (as though these things are related at all!). What is comes down to is that he has my snack, the snack I need, and he doesn’t even care that I am desperate for that thing… It is really ill and must be stopped. I think some sporty jelly bean options are where I will start. I don’t want to have to stop for a meal all of the time, but a small 100 calorie snack a few times during the hike might get me through the slumps with a bit more grace.
Until next time, when I will hopefully find a solution for my dipping blood sugar, I will be yelling at my friends and family like the image included with this post, a hangry little bird.