Diabetic to Dietetics

More than a week has past and it’s finally begun to sink in. I am not on holidays, not on temporary leave, I won’t be returning – I am no…

(This post is a couple days late…) From this: To this: To this: I don’t know how it is possible you are already two; I clearly remember just yesterday being…

Okay, seriously, who actually carries around a backup insulin plan if their pump fails? Be honest. I don’t. For as long as I’ve had the pump, when I’m out, I’ve…

I wasn’t planning on writing about this; it was something that happened about a month ago, and at the time, I just didn’t have the energy to put into it.…

People, take note: the quickest way to get a sneer from me – AND my belly – is to present a product advertising low-carb and/or diabetes friendly. I’m pretty sceptical…

Ok. I know I’m a diabetic, and I know I’m a runner, and I know that lemonade to a Type-1 is like creepy friendly guy in a van with candy…

(One of the only photos I could find of me working circa 2012) Today. Today, I did something I never imagined I would do when I first read that birthday…

Cockiness is a directionally challenged runner’s demise. For the past month or so, I’ve been running the trails every Tuesday with a group of favourites. I’d run this route four,…

It was a climb three years and one week in the making. Last week, my feet, my legs, my glutes, my head, my heart finally returned to the Grouse Grind!…

“Holy frick! FRICK! FRICK! FRICK! What the hell is that?” Words that exited my mouth not even 10 minutes into yesterday’s physiotherapy appointment. I had visions of spiked clubs, electric…

Love. I love being able to run for fun again. I love being able to run with my favourites again. I love being unintentionally pushed to keep running hard by…

Humidity: I went out for a run today; the first in over a week. Two seconds in I was a hot, sweaty, sticky, icky mess: Swarms: There were bugs, oh…