Diabetic to Dietetics

Forget the salespeople, forget the studies, forget even the fashion. The only thing that matters when purchasing new running shoes is YOUR feet! Just like my brain and my body…

Last week Little Ring and I went on a BIG adventure, and by big, I mean, a big screen adventure. We’d been hearing for months about Movies for Mommies and…

When I was first diagnosed with diabetes, my parents were like hand-washing nazis, so super diligent in making sure I had washed my hands and then (for added assurances) swabbed…

Finally! A run where I didn’t have to retie my shoes a bijillion and one times before even running a mile. Ever since starting back on my second running comeback,…

Brrrr! I’d forgotten what it was like to run in the snow! On Monday, Big Ring, Little Ring and I went for an evening run. It was Big Ring’s first…

502: That’s the number of an area code in the suburbs of Kentucky; the number for the Roman numeral DII; and the number of times I’ve chatted with the lot…

Sometimes you’ve just got to stop and be a kid 😀 “Run like a kid; finish with a smile!” ~ Princess of Pavement TONIGHT’S RUN: 5:30 p.m. BG before: 6.4…

One year later… I went for a run, but this time there was no Big Ring running a few steps behind me (he was at home caring for Little Ring);…

The cool breeze tickled my cheeks. My smile glittered for miles and miles. My feet were light as a feather. My limbs loose as a grandpappy’s shirt. Freedom. That’s what…

2012: There were no sun-drenched long runs, no personal bests, no races, in fact, there was hardly any running at all. And yet, it was a year I shall cherish…

Is my body really just 34 years old? Really? Because sometimes (a lot of the time) it feels as though it’s more like 90 years old! I’ve had multiple hip…

Three years later I’m still dreaming… not of a white Christmas, but of a gorgeous pair of red-soled, heeled Louboutins. One day, my friends, one day. Merry day before Christmas…