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Cycling and Diabetes: Third Time Lucky
Third Time Lucky. It took three rides on the bike before I managed near blood sugar perfection. All the rides began around the same time, a few hours after breakfast,…
Princess of…cycling???
Hello World, it’s me, PoP… you know, the one who used to blog all the time, sometimes five times a week, but who has been rather, ahem, silent, incognito, non-existent…
Global Heroes Part 3: Hero of a run
Three months has passed since I last ran. It hasn’t been easy. It has been a frustrating as hell, are you freaking kidding me, I am far too bloody impatient…
Medtronic Global Heroes Part 2: Science!!!
About 15 years ago I met a couple of gals, who I kid you not spent an entire summer trying to convince me that science was the coolest thing on…
Medtronic Global Heroes Part 1: Heroism defined
Have you ever been a part of something so incredibly fantastic that you’ve been nearly muted by the awesomeness of it? Something that you struggle to put words to because…
Mama’s Shoes Don’t Fit
Last week I was put in the shoes of my moms for probably the first time ever. Okay, yes, I have a child just like she did (although, I’m only…
Lonely in Cycleville
We were about 2.5 hours into a nearly 3.5 hour ride when we entered the trail head. Big Ring had been chatting about this path for the last 20 minutes…
Ironman, Princess Style
This morning I aqua jogged. This evening I ran. Tomorrow I’m riding the bike. That’s practically an Ironman! Hehehe. I can just picture the faces of all my crazy insane…
36 months: Stink in my butt!
Dear Little Ring, How is my baby already three? How are you already walking, talking, loving, listening, joking, imagining, creating, mischieving, tuning your mama out, running, playing, learning, laughing, being…
The Itch Came Back
There is a reason, scratch that, there are many reasons why I hate pools. But today, we will talk about one in particular: The fungus. Prior to last week, it…
The Pickle Ruins
Suck in, squeeze, breathe. Suck in, squeeze, breathe. The warm wind washing my face, freedom. The light tapping of my shoes as they hit the pavement, freedom. My thoughts, not…
Medtronic: Third Time’s a Charm
They picked me! They picked me! Ohmygawd, they picked me! Okay folks, I have had this news bottled up inside me, desperately wanting to burst free for over a month…