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Diabetic to Dietetics

Because I can

When I walked into that studio I had fear in my eyes and trepidation in my heart. Sure I’ve posed for thousands of photos in my 34 years and, with…

Going public

A question that would have horrified me 15-20 years ago actually had me quite appreciative to answer today. It started with a trip to the Service Canada office this morning,…

The big ‘C’

I’m not Brittany, and I’m not Christina. I’ve run marathons, half marathons, countless other races. I’ve ridden up the demanding hills of Horseshoe Bay on my bike, and twice in…

34 weeks: Ye olde crawdad

First they called me fat and now they’re telling me I might have an old crawdad for a placenta. Seriously, what gives? I thought placentas were scary before, but that’s…

I win! I win! I win!

Back in the day, I used to be real good at winning things: an ugly bike helmet, a jar full of vintage buttons, concert tickets, a year’s supply of natural…