Diabetic to Dietetics

When going on holidays, how many shoes are too many shoes? Given the look on Mario’s face when he saw my entire wardrobe strewn on my bed and my many…

When power gels and energy drinks fail you, there’s really only one thing left to do: Dig into your chocolate drawer 😀 Four months ago I gave up on gels…

Dear readers, I need your help, advice actually. But I’ll get to that in a moment. First, I need to express a little something here: Yippee! Hooray! Hourra! Wonderbar! Jupiiii!…

This morning my alarm blasted at 4:30 a.m.. For some reason I had booked a physio appointment for 7 a.m. Take note, my physio is located in the valley. On…

I had a lot of things I needed to get done this weekend, but instead I embraced a True Blood marathon. I blame the bike trainer. Saturday morning, after laboriously…

To all the splashers in the world, YOU SUCK! You are not Michael Phelps, not even close, so why the hell are you attempting his butterfly time and time again?…

Sometimes you just need a good rant. Following Tuesday’s blog blowup, my knee had no pressure tension on Wednesday, and guess where I was today: Back at the pool! Yippee!…

What to do? What to do? What to do? I am going insane. The walking is no longer cutting it, I’m bored out of my bloody mind. I like my…

Metallica has one. Mario and I have two. This is how happy I am… Two years ago, the sun was burning, and the temperature a handful of degrees hotter than…

What I was doing 10 years ago: I was being startled awake by the phone ringing just before 7 a.m.. I remember thinking who the hell was calling that early…

No exercise. None. Nada. Zilch. No running. No cycling. No aqua jogging. No pilates. Period. What the…? Last night I sent my physio an email (an email he called ‘overly…

Note to self: Do not EVER plan an event. About a month ago I had organized a run for my girls and I along the Seawall. I even made a…