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Giggling off the poppycock

You’ve got to be freaking kidding me! So, you know that dictionary of doctor talk I told you all about the other night, well turns out it was just a load of poppycock. Yes, poppycock! My soon-to-be super doctor extraordinaire diabetic chick translated the manual for me last night and I swear not even a minute in she was laughing, but it wasn’t a hearty laugh, it was more like a here we go again kind of laugh. She told me there was basically just one sentence in there I needed to know, which in human language said something to the effect of If you have type 1 diabetes and if you’re an endurance athlete, you’re pretty much hooped. Awesome. Translating the secret doctor code My soon-to-be doctor diabetic chick has seen these words before, many times. She tried doing a research paper on endurance sports for Type 1s, and […]

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Sleeping on the pineapple express

99 sheep jumped over the fence, 98 sheep jumped over the fence, 97 zzzzzzz. I am not much of a sleeper, never have been. I’ve counted sheep all the way down to the negative numbers, have tried to black out my brain, have tried an assortment of drugs (mostly in my teenage years) and have even resorted to stuffing a pillow over my head and hoping for the best, but for the most part, none of it works. On average, I get maybe 6 hours, if I’m lucky, in a night. But after last night, of which I got 10.5 full hours of sleep and even slept in, I’m thinking I may have found the miracle sleep deprivation cure: Tri Night! Now, before I continue, I must apologize to my dear husband, whose opinion I value so greatly and who in most cases I agree with whole heartedly, but who,

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