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 will not, not now, not ever again, hide or disguise who I am – diabetes included. As some of you know, there was a time in my life where I wasn’t comfortable with showing my … Continue reading Nobody puts Dear Diabetes in the corner
I have a fairly high tolerance for pain – I take needles regularly, I prick my finger multiple times a day, when I broke my wrist, I was in denial, and lasted three days before going to the ER, I frequently encourage my physio and massage therapist to press harder, harder, harder into inflamed areas. But yesterday morning, when I woke up, the pain was … Continue reading For shame, Mr. Insulin Pump, for shame
There are some runs that are just so incredibly perfect, you know the ones, the ones that feel like you’ve been running around the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow the entire time. Ahh, bliss is what those are… And then, there are those other runs, the ones that, well, the ones you want to forget about, but never do in hopes … Continue reading Wardrobe malfunction
Finding storage = the trials and tribulations of living in a loft! As the fall weather came upon us rather abruptly yesterday, pretty much the second the calendar changed seasons so did the weather, I suddenly realized I might have to start dressing in long sleeves and tights for runs. But when I went to grab a long sleeve out of my running drawer, there … Continue reading Running clothes, where for art thou?
When I dreamed of coming back to running I thought it would be like riding a bike. Actually, no. I thought it would be like running, something we’ve all done since we first learned how to put one foot in front of the other. And it was…for the most part. I got out there and it was as though I had never left, the wind … Continue reading Stumped by the lingo and gizmos