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Have you ever had that split-second feeling where just as you’re doing something you realize, oh crap, I so should not have done that? I have – just as I was ripping my insulin pump infusion set right out of my body! How, you ask? Well, the other night, at the insulin pump information session, I asked Jonny White, the cyclist, where he put his infusions to best avoid blood filling the canula, like what happened to me last week when I was cycling. And he said that he usually inserts them into his abdomen (where I had mine) or the fleshiest part of his butt cheeks. So yesterday morning, when I was changing my site, I figured I’d give the ol’ butt cheek a try. We were planning on going for a ride that afternoon, so I figured it was the perfect opportunity. It was a little awkward inserting it, […]

Have you ever been friends with a non-runner and seen the looks they give you when you tell them about the kilometres you’ve logged, the pain you’ve endured, the crazy things you’ve done to continue in your love of this amazing sport? I have, every day. My husband is one of those non-runners who view us runners as weird – and probably rightfully so. I mean, seriously, how many of you can honestly say that you haven’t done something so crazy, so oddball, so totally whacked out just for this sport? I can’t. Today, I plopped my buttocks atop the “evil orange plastic ball,” otherwise known as a road-hockey ball, and rolled around on it for three minutes – all in the name of running. I noticed the other day, in yoga, that my hips were out of alignment again (I kid you not, my left leg is like a big toe

At some point today it dawned on me that the summery pink shirt I was wearing was the same shirt I bought the very first time I went to Portland like four years ago (yes, it’s undergone some repairs over the years, but I love it so much I just can’t give it up) and with it brings great memories of my most favourite American city – the same city of the marathon I’m gearing up for! Eeeeeeeee! So exciting! I haven’t yet registered for it, and I probably should to make it more real, but I’m always scared of registering for races, because the last two times I’ve signed up for half marathons, I got injured both times. The only time I completed a half was a self-organized half with me as the only participant. Last night I went to a Medtronic-organized presentation featuring Canadian cyclist Jonny White, who’s also

Wow! It’s not even April and the temperatures in the Valley are already soaring above 20 degrees, the daffodils are blooming brightly, and the rat-a-tat sound of the bugs meeting their demise as they pelt into my windshield is non-stop  – I love that sound! I love spring! Last year, we celebrated the new season with the purchase of our loft; this year, we’re celebrating with a trip to the NYC! The last time I was in New York it was in the thick of summer, the week before the Twin Towers went down, and truthfully, it was not my most favourite trip. In fact, I was quite disappointed with it, given that I had been dreaming of New York ever since I was 14, when I first decided I was to become a world-famous journalist (still working on that). But it was sweltering hot, and smelly, and I was with

On Saturday, Mario and I headed up to Seymour Demonstration Park for my first bike ride of the season. We chose that traffic-free destination as I hadn’t been on the Zing (my bike) in like 7 months and I think Mario was a little nervous about taking me out onto the busy Vancouver roads. I was quite aghast at the suggestion at first, I mean, sure I hadn’t been on Zing in 7 months, but I had been running for like six of those months, that had to mean something didn’t it? Apparently not. Route: 26.76 km Trip time: 1:20:24 Average speed: 19.8 Max speed: 47.7 My legs felt like lead for the first three to five kilometres; I was huffing and puffing, struggling for air up the hills; and dealing with major blood sugar dramas, which may explain the excessive huffing and puffing. We parked the car a little