Diabetic to Dietetics

Easy schmeasy! According to our running program, this week is classified “easy” week, but I think the designer of the program uses that term a little too freely. On Tuesday,…

Another year has passed and Big Ring is still alive! Last Thursday was Big Ring’s birthday and we celebrated over three days: presents on Thursday; cake and friends on Friday;…

I’ve said it before, and I don’t know how many more times I’ll have to say it, maybe forever. So please bear with me, because here we go again: I…

For those of you keeping tabs, and thank you so much for doing so, the results of the run vs. sloth week are as follows: Run: 4 Sloth: 0 While…

I’ve pretty much always had a sensitive stomach. Growing up, I would complain of stomach aches day in and day out to the point of my locker companions rolling their…

Eep! It’s 2015, how the heck did that happen? Big Ring and I aren’t big partiers; we rang in the New Year pretty much just like we do any other…

She was sick! Sick! Like seriously sick. She had a cold. She had a flu. She had a fever, chills, nose red raw from wiping, stomach queasy, lungs feeling as…

Dear readers, I need your help. I am in desperate need of accountability – verbally, writtenly, kicking in the buttly. The holidays, they have kind killed me, or, at least,…

Leaving Garmin at home is NOT an option. Following my last post, I had a couple people suggest I leave Garmin at home and run free of technology. I’ve heard…

Alright 610, you little heathen, you better be ready to put your dukes up and defend because I am going to have my way with you, and I promise you,…

I’m not sure doing hill repeats 34 hours before speed intervals was the smartest idea I’ve ever had; in fact, my glutes, who I’m thinking are probably still very much…

I want to puke. What was I thinking? Why am I doing this? I’m not even halfway through. Ohmygawd. I can feel it. I am so going to puke. Stop!…