Diabetic to Dietetics

This was not my best race, it was not a pretty race, I did not push my pace, I did not pull off a personal best, I did not have…

Dear, dear, dear elbows, Please, please, please forgive me. I do not know what came over me, how I did not recognize/feel the err of my ways. Sure something felt…

It’s taken a few years, and a few practice tumbles, and a whole lot of curses, but it seems I have finally mastered the art of falling. Believe me, that’s…

Be prepared. That is one of the number one things on the ultimate running to-do list. Don’t forget this, don’t forget that, make sure to pack this, remember to wash…

I traveled the woods there. I got stuck in the towering trees there. I played make belief for hours on the arcs over stretching the ravines there. I feared the…

Oh Diabetes. Dear, Dear, DEAR Diabetes. This was to be your day. The day the spotlight was to shine all over your youness. The day when you would think you’d…

Dear Princess, It’s time to face it, you are not normal, and that’s not necessarily a bad thing, but when it comes to life with Dear Diabetes, no matter how…

To blog or not to, that’s a question I have been struggling with a lot lately. I have plenty of things to share, but not time it seems to put…

When I agreed to take on the leadership role of the UBC run study last fall, I was at a crossroads with my running; I was in a state that…

So where were we? Ah right, I had just conquered a huge 10 km personal best, but still had 400 metres to go… I’m not going to lie, it was…

Wasn’t it just the other day I was shouting to the world PERSONAL BEST! PERSONAL BEST! PERSONAL BEST! Why yes it was, and last Saturday I was singing those glories…

Dear Little Ring, My sweet, sweet baby who is no longer a baby. You are the boy who I swear went from two to two and a half in the…