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Cutting time experiment No. 1

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Today’s post-run shower was brought to me by the kind folks at Pampers’ and their baby wipes 😀 Holy freaking crud monkey it was roasting out there today! My car’s thermostat was registering 34 degrees at lunch, right as I was lacing up for my second lunch run of the week. My glucometre overheated, it was that hot! My keys seared my fingers, it was that hot! My lungs felt as though we were running through a sauna, it was that hot! It wasn’t the prettiest of runs, but it was a run. Success. TODAY’S RUN: 12:15 p.m. BG before: 6.0 Temp. basal: none Carbs: Sezme Snack (12g) no bolus Time: 30:14 Distance: 5.41 km Average pace: 5:35 min/km Average cadence: 86 spm BG after: ??? (metre overheated. see above.) In an effort to cut down on the amount of time it takes me to change out of my work […]

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12 months: Moments…

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Shhh… As I sit here in the rocking chair with you sleeping in my arms, my heart is near bursting. (Note: the heart bursting thing, it’s a daily occurrence when it comes to you) You’ve been sleeping for awhile now; I just can’t bring myself to lay you in your crib for the night. Good thing. Moments ago, your eyes popped open and you gave your mama the sweetest smile and the most heart-melting giggle. Then, you promptly fell back asleep. Dear boy, I love these moments! Dear boy, I love you! You, who by the way, after months and months (seriously, months!) of teasing us with a Jack-in-the-Gums style tooth finally cracked a proper tooth just last week. Gone is my toothless wonder! You, who by the way, loves to live on the edge, giving your mama heart palpitations every step of the way, whether it be mastering the

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26 years of Dear Diabetes

Diabetes, Running, Uncategorized

About 30 years ago I had a dream. In my future, I wanted to be a doctor and an author. The author part was natural; I loved reading and I loved making up stories. But the doctor, well, that was the more the evil meanderings of a younger sister 😀 You see, my big sister Jules is nine years older than me, and back then (and sometimes still) she was always the boss! Jules, at the time, had great notions of becoming a nurse, and me, at just five or six years old, already knew doctor trumped nurse. Finally I’d be the boss. Mwahahaaaa! Fast forward a few years to the day I got diabetes. It didn’t take long to change my mind about wanting to become a doctor, what with the long hospital stays, trips to the ER, endless amounts of blood-sucking needle jabs. No thank you. Thanks for

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Questions of a setback

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Ugh. I had a different post planned for today, but then yesterday happened and I couldn’t possibly not document the event. Negative or not. Yesterday (I can’t even call it morning) I got up at 4:30 a.m.. On purpose. For a run. Are you freaking kidding me? Who the hell’s bright idea was that? Oh right. Mine. What was I thinking? Following Monday’s glorious revelation that I was on the mend, I thought for sure I’d be good to go for Wednesday morning too. But instead of taking it easy, as was initially planned, I thought, well, hey, I could probably get back on with my training program, and seeing as how Wednesday’s run was to be a 60 minute run, 40 minutes of which were at tempo pace (5:00-5:15 min/km) I needed to get up earlier to ensure I’d be back and showered before Little Ring woke from his

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On the mend

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I did it!!! I started a run this morning and I finished a run this morning; the first time in 2 weeks I’ve been able to do so. And my gawd, by the excitement that filled my legs, that fluttered through my belly, that heartened my smile, you would have thought I’d have just completed a marathon in under 4 hours, (which, by the way, is a goal) rather than just a measly 4 km at a slower than desired pace. Post-run smiles that would have been even bigger had I not caught a glimpse of those early morning bags under my eyes 😉 But here’s the thing: Two weeks ago, following Jog for the Bog, I was immobile and seriously questioning whether I needed a wheelchair, or at the very least crutches. One week ago, the second I started running, I felt as though I had a multitude of

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