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 slower. Significantly slower. And that was planned. You see, I had a little boy waiting for me at the top of the hill, probably about 200 to 300 metres from the finish. Every race this … Continue reading Mama and Little Ring style… postponed
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 blink of an eye. The boy who used to let me cuddle him for hours, but who now can’t stay still for more than a second and more often than not squirms when I try … Continue reading 30.6: “As soon as I saw you, I knew an adventure was going to happen”
The other day after reading one of my most favourite fellow type-1’s blog posts about a recent low she had, I started reflecting on the lows of my life. This isn’t an unusual thing. I think when something out of your control renders you completely helpless to the point of holy freak that happened and I survived (yes, some have been that dramatic!) it sticks … Continue reading Ramblings of a Type-1 No. 6076
If my Vancouver Eastside 10k effort is any indication, I could very well be the perfect prototype for reverse psychology For weeks leading up to this race I went through a range of emotions. I feared it, didn’t want to race it, didn’t think I’d do well. My training had suffered over the last month, I’d missed runs, or had had super crummy runs. And … Continue reading Vancouver Eastside: a smile of a race
(This post is a couple days late…) From this: To this: To this: I don’t know how it is possible you are already two; I clearly remember just yesterday being the day you were born. So many changes the last year, heck, the last three months. Your undying love for your bike; your game of playing helmet with papsy’s helmet; your own give-mama-a-heart-attack version of … Continue reading TWO infinity and beyond!