It Flows, Then My Glycogen Grows

(To the tune of “Love Grows Where My Rosemary Goes”)

When I’m exercisin’
It is not surprisin’
That insulin is absentee
But when it flows
Then my glycogen grows
And nobody knows like me

During all the flexing
It may seem perplexing
The liver’s working easily
Turning lactate
Into glucose is great
And it is first rate to me

There’s something about an insulin high
That is hard to deny
And I shouldn’t suppress, Yes!
It gets the sugar into the cells
More than anything else
Easing cellular stress

Epinephrine’s crazy
Absent when I’m lazy
Made when I am scared you see
Then when it flows, all my glycogen goes
And G1P grows in me

My hormones they are treating my fine
Working all of the time
Don’t know what I would do – ooh!
Activating protein kinase
So my phosphorylase
Does a glycogen chew

There is such a balance
Thanks to hormones’ talents
Managing the energy
Making glucose from my head to my toes
All evenly flow in me

It keeps working every night and day
And nobody knows like me
I just love it but never think of it
And nobody knows like me