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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 šŸ˜€ 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 orĀ  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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Sick day selections

Diabetes, Uncategorized

Today is Day 3 and a half of being stuck at home, relegated to either the bed or the couch, and my gawd, I am bored as hell AND I have a super sore back! On the upside though, despite my nose still being completely stuffed up and infected green grodies still curdling out of my throat, I think I’m on the mend. My head isn’t quite so foggy, my voice isn’t quite so smoky, and I’m not struggling to climb the stairs nearly as much as I have beenā€¦ I just need my blood sugars to get back on an even keel and the wheezing hack to disappear and I’ll be happy snappy once again. The only saving grace of being sick is the all-day viewing I get (between cat naps of course) of the Food Network and girly, girly movies. My top 10 best sick day movies: 13

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Diabetes on colds

Diabetes

I try not to whine and complain about this disease of mine; I spent far too many years doing so and it never got me anywhere. So instead, I try to pretend we’re friends all the while fighting to conquer it behind its back. But some days Dear Diabetes gets the upper hand. The last five days, it’s had the upper hand. I’m sick. I’m miserable. And yes, I’m whining a bit too. So please, allow me this: Why the F is everything WITH diabetes so bloody complicated? Last Monday, I was exhausted. After dinner I crashed on the couch not having any energy to pull myself up and get things done. By 9:30, I was out for the night. Tuesday, I hadn’t yet clued in, but my blood sugars had. They were having a hyperglycemia party in my veins. Wednesday, I had tired voice the entire day. Thursday, I

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