Sweating It Out: My Battle with the Diabetes Villain
Growing up, I had a front-row seat to the havoc diabetes could wreak on a person’s life. My father, a strong and resilient man, was diagnosed with type 2 diabetes. I witnessed his struggles, the constant monitoring of blood sugar levels, the endless medications, and the limitations on his diet. It was a constant battle against an invisible enemy.
As I entered adulthood, I realized I had inherited a genetic predisposition to diabetes. Fearful of following in my father’s footsteps, I knew I had to take action. That’s when exercise entered the picture—a game-changer that would alter the course of my health journey.