Diabetic to Dietetics

Who needs chocolates? Who needs flowers? Who even needs Tiffany’s*? Not me, not when I’ve got the two very best loves of my life, every day of my life ……

What Pilates, evil crunches, and straight diet couldn’t do for me, Coach NZ and Little Ring have! A series of events have recently occurred leading me to believe those two…

Oh man, the laughter that shot out of me the other night, I swear it shook the building! It was the night of my last blog post. I had been…

Dear BOB, I’m really not sure how much longer this relationship of ours will last. I had had such high hopes for our running friendship months before we were even…

Forget the salespeople, forget the studies, forget even the fashion. The only thing that matters when purchasing new running shoes is YOUR feet! Just like my brain and my body…

Last week Little Ring and I went on a BIG adventure, and by big, I mean, a big screen adventure. We’d been hearing for months about Movies for Mommies and…

When I was first diagnosed with diabetes, my parents were like hand-washing nazis, so super diligent in making sure I had washed my hands and then (for added assurances) swabbed…

Finally! A run where I didn’t have to retie my shoes a bijillion and one times before even running a mile. Ever since starting back on my second running comeback,…

Brrrr! I’d forgotten what it was like to run in the snow! On Monday, Big Ring, Little Ring and I went for an evening run. It was Big Ring’s first…

502: That’s the number of an area code in the suburbs of Kentucky; the number for the Roman numeral DII; and the number of times I’ve chatted with the lot…

Sometimes you’ve just got to stop and be a kid 😀 “Run like a kid; finish with a smile!” ~ Princess of Pavement TONIGHT’S RUN: 5:30 p.m. BG before: 6.4…

One year later… I went for a run, but this time there was no Big Ring running a few steps behind me (he was at home caring for Little Ring);…