About four months ago, I took a home test and found that my blood sugar was in the "pre-diabetes" range.

I can't say I was shocked, because it wasn't the first time I'd had that result. But I was horrified, because it was rising from the last time I'd had it checked. I decided that if I wanted to avoid having diabetes, I needed to change my diet and my exercise.

I did both. I cut out sugar (other than fruit) completely, and I exercised quite a bit, walking upwards of 15 miles a week and also going to the gym three times a week. I lost about 10 pounds and lowered my blood sugar to the "normal" range.

I felt great. Not just about doing something that had made me healthier in the long term, but I felt good on a daily basis.

Then came the holidays. And a work obligation that took me out of town. And then I just forgot, or made other plans or changed the rules. I started ordering whatever I wanted at restaurants. Last week, I ate a bag of cotton candy, because I wanted to. I haven't tested to see where my blood sugar is, because I don't really want to know. If I had to guess, I'm probably back in the low "pre-diabetes" range.

I don't know what it is that makes me forget about my long-term health and focus solely on my immediate wants and needs. But I do know that I am typically of two different brains: Later Bill vs. Now Bill. It is clear that this is just a moment in time, and that, God willing, I may have countless more moments. And those future moments can be made better by choices I make today. 

Will I go to the gym during lunch, or watch another episode of Parenthood on Netflix? Will I have fried chicken for lunch, or a bowl of low sodium soup? The right choices give me a better chance of good health later, and I am a person who HATES being sick. 

Yet sometimes, I pull into Popeye's anyway, and I bring home my chicken and sit in front of the TV and watch that dreamy Peter Crouse. 

I have to assume this is universal, to some extent. It's the reason perfectly intelligent people take smoke breaks. It's how a person who knows about safe sex makes the choice in a split second to not practice it. It's why someone walks into a casino and spends $100 dollars that might otherwise cover a week's worth of food. 

Because Now Me (Us) overwhelms our thoughts of Future Me (Us).

It's the one time that the phrase "Life for the now" probably gets it wrong. I'm sure, in fact, that many people have used that as an excuse to screw (sometimes literally) Future Me (Us) out of, well, some of our future.

Today, I would like to remember to be mindful of Future Me. Especially when I choose what to eat, and what sort of exercise to do. Today, may I remember that Now Me has plenty of gifts, and doesn't need any more.
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...Wadorf to Your Astoria is done. Through. Finished.

This will be the final post here.

But fear not! If you go over to my brand-spankin' new website, billkonigsberg.com, you will see that I am still blogging over there. And on that site, powered by the fine folks at wordpress, you may comment using your Facebook account.

Sorry, Blogger. We liked you, but we needed more. We needed actual comments!

So thanks to those of you who perused this blog regularly.
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Just four more days in 2012... Hard to believe how quickly --

Who the hell am I kidding?

This was the slowest year in the history of man. I don't mean that in a bad way. It just went slowly. To me, last December seems like years ago.

It was a great, slow year:

1. My agent sold my next book, Openly Straight, to Arthur A. Levine Books (Scholastic).

2. I got involved in a very cool project at ASU, to be explained/described in due time.

3.

People often ask me: Bill, how did you find the perfect man?

Okay, no one outside of my head has ever asked me that. While people do often say nice stuff about Chuck, about him being handsome and funny and kind, I have found that people rarely ask questions:

A) Like the aforementioned outside of bad movies and trashy novels

B) Of me in general in which advice of any kind is sought.

So while this has not been asked of me, I do feel as though I have some expertise on the subject.

About four months ago, I took a home test and found that my blood sugar was in the "pre-diabetes" range.

I can't say I was shocked, because it wasn't the first time I'd had that result. But I was horrified, because it was rising from the last time I'd had it checked. I decided that if I wanted to avoid having diabetes, I needed to change my diet and my exercise.

I did both.
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Tomorrow is the first day of NaNoWriMo, also known as National Novel Writing Month. Every November, all sorts of writers take on the challenge of trying to write a draft of a novel in a month. Note that I say "Draft," because very, very few novels are finished in one draft, and while some writers might be able to draft and then revise a novel in a month, I don't think that's a very realistic goal.

For me, especially.

I'll tell you what, people who plan to vote for Mitt Romney:

I disagree with you, and not just a little. Your support of the Romney/Ryan ticket feels like a kick to the stomach, because as a gay man, this stuff is personal to me.

But you know what? Don't de-friend me.

In his Huffington Post blog post on Oct.
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What would happen at an all-boys boarding school in Massachusetts if an athlete came out as gay?

This is NOT the subject of my upcoming novel, Openly Straight. In fact, it is the setting for that novel, but it is the plot of my first novel, Out of the Pocket.

I mention it because of a comment I received last week from a former student at a school I visited three years ago.
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Here it is, boys and girls! The cover of my forthcoming novel "Openly Straight."

Like it? I love it!

I love that it is a visual representation of the story. Given a choice of all the labels my main character, Seamus Rafael Goldberg, can choose, he chooses the most innocuous one. He just wants to be a "normal kid."

I had no idea, when I wrote this, about how much I was writing about myself. That's how clueless I can be about myself.

Today I've decided to be one of those helpful authors and let you know what happens when you attempt to use copywritten song lyrics in your novel. So if you are not a regular reader of this blog, I'm guessing you found me because you just used those lyrics to Rapture by Blondie in your novel, and then you thought, "Wait. Can I do this?"

The answer is: yes and no.

I love using lyrics.
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We are back from our first full-fledged vacation in about three years!

Chuck, Mabel and I went to Northern California for two weeks, and what can I say? Paradise!

We had such an amazing time doing nothing and loving it. We drove about 900 miles each way and stayed for nine days at a place called Driftwood Bungalow in Manchester, California. It's about 150 miles north of San Francisco, about 30 miles south of Mendocino.

Nothing is there, and that's how we wanted it.
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