Diabetic to Dietetics

I’ve pretty much always had a sensitive stomach. Growing up, I would complain of stomach aches day in and day out to the point of my locker companions rolling their…

Eep! It’s 2015, how the heck did that happen? Big Ring and I aren’t big partiers; we rang in the New Year pretty much just like we do any other…

She was sick! Sick! Like seriously sick. She had a cold. She had a flu. She had a fever, chills, nose red raw from wiping, stomach queasy, lungs feeling as…

Dear readers, I need your help. I am in desperate need of accountability – verbally, writtenly, kicking in the buttly. The holidays, they have kind killed me, or, at least,…

Leaving Garmin at home is NOT an option. Following my last post, I had a couple people suggest I leave Garmin at home and run free of technology. I’ve heard…

Alright 610, you little heathen, you better be ready to put your dukes up and defend because I am going to have my way with you, and I promise you,…

I’m not sure doing hill repeats 34 hours before speed intervals was the smartest idea I’ve ever had; in fact, my glutes, who I’m thinking are probably still very much…

I want to puke. What was I thinking? Why am I doing this? I’m not even halfway through. Ohmygawd. I can feel it. I am so going to puke. Stop!…

Dear readers, I write to you today with great amounts of sadness, grief and bewilderment filling my every finger stroke. I don’t know how to write about this, I don’t…

Running in the darkness of night can seriously mess with your head. You can start to see things, start to think thoughts, start to wonder who might possibly be lurking…

I went for a run in the snow. You wouldn’t know. I went for a run in the buckets down pouring rain. You wouldn’t know. I did speed intervals in…

I’d forgotten what it was like to have a carrot. Two years of training solo. Two years of doing speed intervals on my own. It was good for getting my…