Diabetes

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Princess + Mr. Sneakers = Oh Happy Day!

Diabetes, Running

“Well hello there Mr. Sneakers, how are you today?“ “Fantastic!“ “Me too!  Want to know why?“ Because after days and weeks of my dear Mr. Sneakers being forced into isolation against his will, and gathering dust in the bike room closet where all the other no-longer used running shoes are stored, breaking my heart with every forlorn howl he made, it all came to an end today. Finally, Mr Sneakers and I (best buddies!) were reunited. And what a reunion it was. I wiped his tears away, laced him up, and together we frolicked in the streets. It took 10 days, 5 of which were spent in bed, 6 movies, half a book, and 4 straight episodes of Tru Blood before I finally crested the sickness hump. My gawd! I was going insane. I was becoming stir crazy, miserable, guilty with lack of exercise, and my nose, oh man, did […]

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Failed reunion

Diabetes, Running, Training

Everything is backwards. The paradigms are shifting. My world is completely off, it’s wrong, it’s not right. While I sit here in front of my computer, on day 6 of no exercise, and my belly expanding at the mere thought of the We Are Waffling Ben and Jerry’s in my freezer, my husband is out running – MY HUSBAND! The man who makes fun of us runners, who turns his nose up at us runners, who is the anti runner! This is just fugged up! After spending the better part of the weekend plus Monday in bed, I was starting to feel better by Tuesday. I still had a gut-bruising incessant cough, but the grodies seemed to all be gone, and so I figured the infectious germs were also gone and that I’d be good to go for work. And I was. For the most part, the day went well. Sure

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Sicky McSickerson

Diabetes

It’s Monday. The weekend is over. I want a do-over. After working non-stop for the last month or so, putting in extra hours, not taking proper lunches, I felt I was due a long weekend. So on Thursday, I notified my boss that I’d be taking Friday off. And oh man did I have plans. Lunch with a girlfriend, Christmas errands to run, shopping, and yeah, that doctor’s appointment too. But instead, do you want to know what I did? I spent 95 per cent of the weekend in bed! Getting sick sucks for most people, but getting sick on diabetes is like worlds colliding. It’s not just hacking up a lung here, or blowing out a grody there, my body literally shuts down. There is no way of having perfect blood sugars when sick, not even close to being perfect, they go on the most erratic roller coaster ride

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Social media, yay or nay

Diabetes

“Have you ever thought about promoting your blog?” That was the question posed to me by my super stylish NYC girlfriend – and fellow blogger – as we hustled down the boardwalk, trying to cover our bodies from the ice of the river wind. It’s not the first time I’ve heard such a question; my brother who’s all about marketing is often throwing ideas at me to get more from my writing than just the act of writing itself. But the thing is, I’m pretty sure I’m the laziest blogger out there. Sure I post somewhat regularly, but that’s the easy part. I am a writer by trade after all. But keeping conversations moving on a blog-specific Facebook page and Twitter and elsewhere, that just seems like a whole lot of work. You can’t just upload your blogs to social media and hope for the best, you’ve got to engage

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New body please

Diabetes, Training

Dear world, I need a new body.  I’m thinking a tradesy might be a good option. I mean, my body is kind of nice looking, it’s somewhat fit, has really nice legs, and is great for someone who doesn’t mind never-ending aches and pains the odd ache and pain here and there. In return, I would like a body that is also nicely fit, has great looking legs, maybe even a four pack, but that’s negotiable, is young, and does NOT get injured at the drop of a hat. Sincerely, Princess. For almost a week now I’ve been dogging a nasty shoulder pain. So sore I can’t pull my arm back, put pressure on it, pick my purse up, or lie on it without wincing in pain. I have no idea how I got it, it just kind of appeared on Monday. It’s a pain similar to one I had

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