Diabetes

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My petition to you

Diabetes, Uncategorized

If I presented you a petition of my own making, would you sign it? Would you sign it even if it meant you could no longer look at me with pity in your eyes when we talk of my diabetes? Would you sign it even if it meant you could no longer share stories of others you know (or don’t know for that matter) with diabetes who’ve been struck with blindness, dialysis, amputation, etc.? Would you sign it even if it meant you could no longer question every item of food I ingest – chocolate and ice cream included? Would you sign it even if it meant you could no longer interrogate my actions and point out what you believe should be diabetes limitations? Would you sign it even if it meant you could no longer think my life is any less than yours because of my diabetes? Would you […]

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Endocrinologist: to share or not to share

Diabetes

Dear Dr. Hottie, Oh, hmm, I guess I’ve never addressed you that way in the 17 years you’ve been treating me, hey. Well Dr. Endocrinologist, this week is Diabetes Blog Week, and the first of the list of blog topics for the week is what I would like to share with you (or not) if there were no barriers, judgements, etc. standing in the way. And I suppose this topic was meant for things like blood sugar control, difficulties and or accomplishments with every day diabetes life, but the thing is, I’ve never really held back when talking to you about my diabetes – and other things! I’ve shared with you my obsessiveness with BG perfection, so much so, I suffer more lows than I’d like. I’ve told you about how the stress of exams often shoots my blood sugars into oblivion. I’ve gushed about my conquering of this disease

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Telus: supporting my faulty pancreas

Diabetes, Uncategorized

Last week I finally attended my very first blogging conference; it only took 3 years to get an invite, no biggie 😉 Bloggers and Brands hosted the free conference, last Tuesday, for Vancouver area bloggers at the VanCity Theatre with the premise of connecting bloggers with brands. Basically, an avenue to help us bloggers down a path towards making money with our blogs. I’ll be honest, when I first learned of this conference, I was skeptical. I was unsure how the list of sponsors (Telus, Canadian Beef and Canadian Chicken) would fit in with the focus of Princess of Pavement. I don’t know, maybe it’s the old-time journalist in me holding onto the ideals of not selling out, which at first glance, I thought this would lean towards. But, just as running did for me so many years ago (I was the girl who used to make fun of runners

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BMO, bikes butts and bits

Diabetes, Races, Running

Here we go again! It has been just shy of 1 year and 7 months since I last set out to run a race, and while I’m not doing a marathon, half marathon, or even 10 km for that matter, this Sunday, when I snap my Garmin around my wrist and lace my sneakers up for the Vancouver BMO 8 km run, I will be racing – against the other runners on the road, against myself, against Garmin, and most importantly against those frustratingly pokey demons in my head! Given that it’s been so long since I a) have run a race, and b) have raced a distance this short, I’m not sure I prepared as well as I should have… I’m not sure if it was wise I ran speed repeats last Monday; one of the windiest days I’ve ever endured on a run. And even if it was okay,

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Tire repair… or not

Diabetes, Running, Training, Uncategorized

So apparently a bike tire isn’t the same as a bike wheel – who knew? Big Ring. For years that dear, semi-patient husband of mine has been correcting me every time I talk about the bike tire when I should be referring to the bike wheel and vice versa. What do you mean it’s not a tire, I’d say, it looks like a tire, how could it not be a tire? But he kept saying wheel, wheel, wheel. And I kept getting more, more, more confused. He tried explaining it. He tried visuals. He tried analogies. He tried separating the parts into a pie chart of tire, wheel, tube and some other rubbery thingy. None of it stuck. And so, I suppose it shouldn’t come as a surprise that when I told him one of my favourite running chicks was hosting a tire repair session at her house, he practically bounced

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