Diabetes

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Finger filth

When I was first diagnosed with diabetes, my parents were like hand-washing nazis, so super diligent in making sure I had washed my hands and then (for added assurances) swabbed my fingertips with alcohol before testing my blood sugars to ensure as accurate a reading as the glucometre of the day could produce. As the years progressed, however, and as I completely took over this disease of mine, to say that diligence has slipped is an understatement – it went down the slide decades ago and has been buried under a myriad of finger filth for eons! And then there was today… In the hustle and bustle of trying to get myself and Little Ring organized for an afternoon at the movies (our first together!) I was multitasking like crazy, making my lunch, feeding and changing the boy, getting the diaper bag in order and cutting up an apple for […]

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And the winner is…

Finally! A run where I didn’t have to retie my shoes a bijillion and one times before even running a mile. Ever since starting back on my second running comeback, I have feared the laces, and really it’s not all that surprising given that it was a lace issue that started to take me out in the first place. In my first – FIRST – run back post pregnancy, I had an issue with the laces in those evil new shoes that shall never be mentioned again. The laces rubbed against my poppy foot veins through the duration of that short run, and because I didn’t adjust them right away, I was plagued with a nasty internal bruise that still flares up! I have since changed my shoes, and am in a pair that I absolutely adore, love to pieces even, however, I fear the laces. I’ve completely re-laced the

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A feast without poison

Brrrr! I’d forgotten what it was like to run in the snow! On Monday, Big Ring, Little Ring and I went for an evening run. It was Big Ring’s first run of the season; Little Ring’s first run ever; and my first run with a stroller… mind you, Big Ring took the reins on that front, so in this post we’ll focus on the snow. Excited to be cross training for the upcoming cycling season I knew it had snowed, I’d gotten a morning text from Big Ring stating just that, I’d heard on the radio there was snow, and Facebook, my gawd, it was like scroll for the snow. But because I hadn’t stepped out of the loft all day, that snow didn’t fully register when dressing for the run. I dressed just as I’d been dressing for all my other runs: One base layer, plus an extra wicking

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Guess my shoes, win a prize!

502: That’s the number of an area code in the suburbs of Kentucky; the number for the Roman numeral DII; and the number of times I’ve chatted with the lot of you 😀 Today Princess of Pavement turns 502 posts old!!! After nearly three years of happily typing away, sharing my experiences, giving advice, taking advice, and meeting some really awesome people, my blog has surpassed the 500 mark, and is on her way to the next 500. And I thought, you know, I really should celebrate this milestone. But how? What would be worthy of 502 posts? What would get you guys talking? A CONTEST!!! Eeeeeeeeeee!!! (Note: this is Princess of Pavement’s first EVER contest!) But first – hehe 😉 – the long-awaited ankle report: When I walked into Dear Physio’s office, two weeks ago, I was pretty despondent. With my ankle aching for weeks, I thought for sure,

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