Diabetic to Dietetics
When the BG gods are against you, there's only one thing to do: fight like a bat out of hell to get through it!
For over 30 years, my HbA1c has haunted me. It's high time we, the diabetes community, put a stop to that.
After years of no races on the calendar, suddenly this T1D sport chickie's calendar is filling up with running and cycling races!
It's a been a helluva decade - traveling, mommying, running, cycling, learning, all with type-1 diabetes!
From my family to yours: Happy Holidays! Wishing all my T1D peeps a blood-glucose drama-free, glorious time of year 😀
The year was 2010. The date was October 10. It was the Portland Marathon, my first marathon. I had just crossed the finish line. And after more than 4 hours…
The Vancouver media missed a HUGE opportunity on the amazing things people are doing with type-1 diabetes, and I'm calling them out and making it right.
For six weeks I worked with upcoming star athletes, Olympic athletes, top-notch sport dietitians – and advocated the hell out of type-1 diabetes in sport!
Did you know you don't even have to swallow Swedish Berries (or whatever your carb of choice) to get a boost of energy? True story!
Every time I'm asked "What's your greatest frustration with having type-1 diabetes?" I want to scream. It's high time we change the T1D conversation.
I've walked with the diabetic label attached to me for over 3 decades, and unlike many of my fellow T1Ds, I'm not quite ready to give it up in favour…
When the recommendations for T1D in sport are largely based on a non-diabetes population, it's high time we call them out and start telling them what we need.