Diabetic to Dietetics

I like hills, but my god, what was I thinking? I was scheduled to do 8 to 10 km today, and when I asked for some route suggestions on Facebook,…

Oh man, we so rocked that run tonight! We told the weather who was boss, the hills who was in charge, and the ankles, they weren’t about to mess with…

Worst wife EVER! So I sort of kind of forgot about Valentine’s Day this year, which wouldn’t have been so bad had Valentine’s Day not also been the day my…

I don’t care what anyone says, running is a great spectator sport. Sure you could go to a hockey game or a football game or Formula 1 even, but with…

Yesterday was the perfect day to be a duck, but not so perfect to be a runner. I was freaking soaked, from head-to-toe soaked, sopping wet soaked, weighed 20 extra…

Just one more week! One more week until I get to hold Baby Number 3! Well actually, for me, he’s number 9, but for my big brother and dear sister…

When I got a text from my dear leader and great friend on Tuesday night, I didn’t react to it so kindly. It wasn’t an offensive text, wasn’t insulting, wasn’t…

This morning was not a normal Tuesday morning. I was out with the wake-up birds and the early morning workers and the commuters. But I wasn’t the one commuting, not…

The other day when my ankle issue was diagnosed as scar tissue, I initially thought it to be the lesser evil. I mean, scar tissue can’t be nearly as bad…

For almost the whole drive into the valley this morning I was cursing myself. What was I thinking wearing my orange jacket and not my red jacket? My orange jacket…

Just like the boy who lived I, too, grew up with scar on my forehead that had a spectacular story attached to it, mind you my story probably wasn’t quite…

Okay, maybe not friend, more like the lesser evil. All week I’ve been meaning to go to the walk-in clinic to pick up a requisition form to get my ankle…