Diabetes

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Watermelon head

Diabetes, Running

I know I’ve been taking long breaks between blog posts for the last little while, and today’s post isn’t really much different, given that I didn’t really write it. (More on that in a moment.) But I promise I have a couple of really good ones in the works, which I hope to publish this week sometime. But brilliance, my friends, takes time, and so, I must ask you be a little more patient. In the meantime, though, I do have a little treat for you all… or maybe, it’s a treat for me 😉 My super stylish NYC girlfriend found me worthy to grace the front page of her blog – Life With No Fixed Address – and grace it did I ever. Oh my. Let’s just say, my head is the size of 10 watermelons combined. And I am so okay with that 😀 A little background: my […]

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Do not try this at home

Diabetes, Running

I’ve always said I’m special, like super, higher-evolved special. I mean, I never had any wisdom teeth and in the future they won’t have any either. And the fact that I don’t have a working pancreas is further proof that I’m higher evolved; future beings, they won’t require the use of a pancreas either – insulin will be a thing of the past. But now, I’m beginning to think I’m a freaking miracle – like grow a new pancreas miracle! I kid you not, if you saw the state of my blood sugars lately, you wouldn’t be thinking this is crazy talk. Lows. Lows. Lows. And it’s not because I’m pumping myself full of unnecessary insulin, or because I’ve gone on a crash diet and am suddenly starving myself, quite the opposite in fact. My total daily insulin doses have decreased, and if anything, my calorie intake has increased trying to keep

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Blowing in the wind

Diabetes, Running

“Toto! I’ve a feeling we’re not in Kansas anymore!” But I didn’t see no rainbows, oh no. Holy crud monkey, that run on Saturday was seriously like running through a bloody tornado! (A West Coast tornado that is ;)) All along the boardwalk were smatterings of debris, and clusters of chairs that had been whipped over the patio of a nearby pub. Image by Jonny Lindner from Pixabay I kid you not, on the way out, my body was actually being pushed forward by the gales of wind at my back. I could feel my legs speeding up; the winds would not let me go slow. And I’ve got to be honest, that part of the run, was totally fun. I mean, if I could have my own personal wind at my back (like Father Time blowing non-stop hefty gusts of air) pushing me through a marathon, I’d be like

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Welcome back Mr. Sneakers

Diabetes, Running

Hello world 😀 Even though I’m not training for anything right now, and even though my mileage has SIGNIFICANTLY decreased in the last few months, my world is still not complete without being able to lace up my sneakers and hit the pavement on a regular basis. And for more than 2 weeks, my world has not been complete. Sneakers with no feet are sad sneakers indeed As many of you know, I was suffering a nasty cold that lasted forever! It started in my head and progressively got worse filling my chest up with congestion and other such grodies. Dear Diabetes also reared her ugly head as a result. During my training days, I probably would have fought through the head cold, but once it’s in your chest, there’s no way I was taking chances with pneumonia. And so, I spent the last 2 weeks saddled up on the

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‘Jam tomorrow, jam yesterday, but never jam today’

Diabetes

Two things. Number 1: I’ve still got this bloody cold. My nose is still stuffed up, my voice is nasally, my ears feel like they’ve got cotton balls stuffed in them (I CAN’T HEAR!!!). I’m hacking up a lung (usually when trying to sleep or  trying to conduct an interview), I’ve got a chest full of congestion, and you wouldn’t believe the amounts of clear snot I’m blowing out of my nose. Where the hell is this stuff coming from? It’s freaking ridiculous! Number 2: The insulin shooting through my blood stream seems to have gone on holidays the last two days. My blood sugars have been so disgustingly high. I thought at first it was because of the jam I had on my toast yesterday morning. Normally when I have toast, I opt for peanut butter, which doesn’t generally spike my blood sugars, but yesterday, I wanted strawberry jam.

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