Diabetic to Dietetics

Timing is everything. On the drive to my brother’s after work I was cursing myself for choosing to run today instead of yesterday. The monsoon last night was nothing compared…

Dear Alex Burrows, As you should very well know (given the hundreds of love  fan letters I’ve written to your bud Ryan Kesler, and before him Jovo and Linden) I…

A 70 km ride one day followed up by a 23 km run the next equalled a brilliantly exhausting weekend that I’m still recovering from days later. Salted chocolate was…

Try and snub me now roadies, I dare you, I double dog dare you! Helmet ? Ryders ? Jersey ? Arm warmers ? Gloves ? Padded cycling shorts ? Road…

I almost didn’t make it, was totally going to quit, my shins were screaming at me to stop, burning like they were a pig on a spit, and I’d only…

Ahh perfection, you really aren’t so perfect after all. I walked into my specialist’s office this morning and he was beaming, literally beaming, with the results of my 6.7 HGa1C…

If going in for HGa1C blood work is like going into a final exam, a meeting with the endocrinologist is like being sent to the principal’s office. I know it…

Hello runner’s high and Canuck’s high! When I set out on my run this morning (which was closer to the afternoon than the morning) I really tried to just let my…

Forget Running for Water, we were running for our lives! The girls were back together tonight, and my goodness was it ever a run to remember … but maybe not…

I have an issue, actually I have a few (some may say I have many) and I’m looking for some guidance, so please dear blog friends, give me direction. Warning:…

Reason No. 987 why I hate the pool: It doesn’t matter how much I eat beforehand or how much insulin I don’t give myself or how much of a reduced…

Mirror, Mirror, on the wall, who has the fairest arms of them all? Me! Me! Me! At the risk of sounding conceited, ahh who am I kidding, bring on the…