|During commuting times I try to keep snacks in my desk drawer.|
This instance reminded me of two episodes on our world tour. One was in Germany and we'd eaten a big breakfast before setting off, but 45 minutes later I stopped, barely able to pedal. I was famished. So I ate two hunks of bread with jam and that cured my hunger. The other time was in Turkey and we were riding up a mile long hill. It wasn't steep, but I had to suck it up and walk. It was the first time on our adventure that I couldn't ride hills, normally a source of intense pride.
You'd think I'd learned my lesson. And though it's only an 11 mile one-way commute, sometimes it feels like I'm bike touring and I should pay attention to what my body needs.
Does anyone else encounter low blood sugar on a ride to/from work?