The Adventures of Now

exploring the mix of fun, fitness & health…as a diabetic


Leave a comment

Adventures of Cambridge: Part 1

Last Friday evening around 10:30pm marked my arrival to Cambridge, MA. By 1:30am it was no longer a road trip with  my dad and all my stuff….I was officially in my new place.

Let me just tell you, unpacking a van and carrying everything up to the 3rd floor is a whole heck of a lot easier than carrying it down from the 5th and trying to figure out how you’re going to cram it into an already stuffed vehicle. Especially when those stairs from the 5th floor are plentiful and narrow and steep and the new one is a simple wide spaced two flights with landings in between.

It was a looooong day. It started with running around the UES to drop off donations (yes, I should have done it the week before), pick up last-minute items and clean up the apartment at 10am. I owe my dad a big thanks on that one – because of course I had more stuff than I accounted for which made it quite the accomplishment that we (he) fit it all in. Then again, doesn’t he remember picking me up from college from freshman year at college ? Or better yet, when he would pick me up from my mom’s house and I would have a large suitcase, a backpack, a duffel bag and some extra bag full of dolls or crafts or sports stuff……when I was only going to his house for 3.5 days…in the same town! I was no  two-two like Karen Brewer

… I  shuffled my stuff back and forth, want to have options. Should have taken it as a chance to learn outfit planning early on.

Anyways… it went smoother than I anticipated given that taking a load of laundry up 5 flights had my arms aching and me huffing the other day. I got a bit of kick back in to my step as I brought loads down. I tend to make moving on myself a lot harder than it needs to me. Like walking 12 blocks with a bag full of books (thick books like Harry Potter and Fountain Head) to donate early in the morning. The fact that I went low during that trip alone was a smack to the forehead reminding me I should have cut back on insulin. With no food left  it was few pit stops for candy and coconut water through out the day.

When we arrived to Cambridge, a solid 5 hours later than planned, I had to meet up with the new roomie to grab the keys. By that time it was established that we would need to grab me some snacks and juice to have on hand for the evening. As we started unloading and the clock soon approached midnight I started panicking, not knowing if anything would be open. Sure there were tons of people out walking but my street (I guess they’re not called blocks anymore) is residential. I used to have a 24 hour CVS an avenue over.

With a yelp search I spotted a Starbucks that was open until midnight but we were quickly approaching that and only half way unpacked. Then I located a 7-11  … those have to be 24 hours I exclaimed. Silly as it is, I felt a little safer. So I stocked up a few bars and a coconut water. And then proceeded to binge on them once hunger kicked in and our weird diner dinner wore off.

Oddly, the one thing I did manage to pack from the kitchen was two bottles of honey … boy am I glad for that.

 

{image source}

I went low in the middle of the night, finishing off the rest of my food supplies. Waking up a little on the low side, barely functioning and having to figure out where there was a cafe (and is it cash only ??), the next morning I was grateful for that honey to give me a little boost.

Sounds dramatic and silly, yes? It is, but it’s also a lesson that I’m going to have to plan a little better in Boston. I’m not able to run downstairs or a street over for juice if I run out of glucose tablets. Going low in the middle of the night with no food is no joke …. especially when I was dropping all day with the uptake in activity.

 

So adjustment # 1 : not having a convenience store, let alone a 24hr one, on your block for emergencies

 

First week in the books, bring on the adventures!

 

Advertisements


Leave a comment

Monday Motivation: Vision

I’m going to preface this with the fact that since it is still January I’m justifying that I’m going to talk about my plan for the new year, 2013. 

Last year I ditched the resolutions and went for a verb to describe 2012, I picked structure. Oh the irony. While I may have found structure in a marathon training plan, pretty much everything else was tossed up in the air. It was liberating, it was challenging, it was full of opportunity, struggles and new adventures. I knew I needed a change, I just wasn’t sure what exactly and in what way. I found my change, in a few different ways.

This year I think I’ve pinpointed it a little better, this year I’m picking VISION.

I’m going off two definitions of vision:

vi·sion

[vizh-uhn]

noun

1.
the act or power of sensing with the eyes; sight.
2.

the act or power of anticipating that whichwill or may come to be:

dictionary.com

Let’s look at the straight forward one first : eyes; sight. With Diabetes you tend to be more sensitive / at higher risk / more susceptible to various health concerns. Vision healthcare being one of those. I once had a doctor tell me I should get my A1C level under control if I ever wanted to consider Lasik, sure Doc, it’s not like I’ve been trying or anything. Anyways, this past fall an eye infection (PSA: Daily contacts are just that, dailies, don’t turn them into weeklies) led to a new best friend relationship with my eye doctor. It was tough love at first but it worked. She got me to step away from the contacts (threats of blindness works pretty well) and I even ran my 18 miler in glasses. It’s been a few months of work and some serious vision attention as I was also diagnosed with chronic dry eyes which led to a few more prescriptions, a lot more glasses wearing and a more extended bedtime ritual (there’s eye drops and pill and needles – it’s a sexy time).  But yay for getting a job well done on my last visit!

Now for the other vision(s):

As much as I’m addicted to Pinterest, I’ve often had a hard time in laying out my visions. I am much better at repining something, ripping it out of a magazine (oh you should see the piles) or just generally liking it, rather than creating a vision.

But 2013 brings the year of vision – and I’ve got a lot of them.

First up : Boston.

March 1st I’m heading north to Boston to reunite with some of my best friends and start a new path. There are still many (major) details to be worked out but given my current state of life, there couldn’t be a better time for a change of course and new beginnings. I hesitated towards Boston for quite some time but I couldn’t be more ready for it now.

I’m already envisioning decorating my new (yet to be found) apartment. I have moved around a lot growing up. I believe I counted 27 places up to this point – and no one was in the army and many of those were all in the same school district (thank you parents). I’ve had a handful of apartments in NYC – all with their own charm and quirks. I’m ready to play house in a place of my own. Since housing in Boston is um shall I say a bit more selective than NYC, given that most listings don’t open up until September, I’m looking into a sublease until then which will give me enough time to get steady on my feet up there and hopefully find a place to myself. So I have a growing wish list of home items and decorating ideas – finally a full vision to pull it all together.

Second : Job

Boston provides many new opportunities. It was realizing that Boston has a growing sector of my interested industries that reassured me that this was the right move. Since my role was eliminated back in April I’ve really been able to evaluate and analyze and re-evaluate and re-analyze what interests me, what motivates me, what I excel at, what I’m passionate about and how they all intertwine.  At first I freaked out that it wasn’t this one giant picture in front of me. I’m determined and hard-working, shouldn’t I know?  Then I realized that it is ok to have a few different interests. It doesn’t make me scattered or unfocused. So at the beginning of the month I finally broke it down, in acceptance, appreciation and passion.

Design&Events || Marketing&Consumer Behavior || Health&Wellness                                                                                                                                      

And if you look at it, all three of those can connect, or collaboration could be created by two, or each can stand alone. The fun is exploring all of those options.

So while it may not be as defined as which book ends I want or what throw pillows would go nice with a navy couch, I’m creating a different kind of moodboard when it comes to building a career.

Three : Fitness

ooaf.  This is equal parts of a vision for my physical future and remembering the vision of health from this summer.

This vision is still being shaped but one major step was selecting a refund from NYRR rather than running next year (or 2014, 2015). How is that a step forward you ask? It frees up some much needed funds, prevents unwisely spending at the moment and frees me up to look forward and discover new goals and races. While I can’t start whipping out my credit card for every race out there, or really any still at this moment, I do have my eyes on one important one : the Chicago Marathon. Heading to Boston, I’m excited to discover new running opportunities. I have been touched by so many TFK’ers that will always be with me and have so many memories in Central Park but it’s revitalizing to look forward to new things.  While I should be able to maintain my same gym membership when I move, I get to explore new classes and teachers.

Finally, fourth: Health

{image}

Oh, so true. And I’ve never questioned it otherwise. I’ve grown up knowing it was my responsibility. I faced new challenges in 2012, questioning my attention and decision-making, all the while digging down to show my strength and trust in my body – inside and out. I’m actually really looking forward to building a new network of doctors. Lots of them. Boston offers some major opportunities in healthcare and while I can’t say for sure I’ll be knocking on the Joslin Clinc’s door, I’m ready to take an even more proactive approach and really find the doctors who can help me achieve my optimum health. I want to find doctors that take a collaborative approach and can appreciate my health for all that there’s to be grateful for while helping me to manage the many small challenges it throws at me.


1 Comment

Color Me Fun

I love color.

Proof here, here and here .

Sparkles also make me happy.

I don’t like zombies or barbed wire & fire.

Wine & Krispey Kreme wouldn’t really work out for me and I’ll skip the hot dog… though I may take you up on the hot chocolate.

[21 themed races from Greatist.com]

But color!

{image}

When I first learned of the Color Run it was advertising the Boston location, NYC was yet to be announced. I forwarded it on to the Boston crew trying to get the gang on board. They must have been sick of my talk about running (though still supportive!) because no response. guyssss. I can do a 1/2 marathon alone but this one I wanted friends. Still no response and the race sold out. F

. Then NYC was announced – score! Only I was scheduled to be out of town that weekend ….. major bummer. Then that plan started to fall through and the possibility of the color run became real. It was nearing sign up date and I would have to make a quick decision …. and once again gather a gang. This time I reached out to everyone: my friends that run, my friends that kind of run, my friends what would choose anything but a run, former co-workers who I’ve seen become more active …anyone and everyone. I stressed that it was a fun run (nothing to do with crazy marathon training). Quickest turn around ever. Is that what stock brokers feel like? I warned everyone that it would be sold out within 24 hours. We got a team – a mixtures of friends and friends of friends – the perfect kind. Even better, I learned some friends were signed up with other teams … I didn’t care who they were with I just wanted everyone to come!

I planned to run it. Not as a race but a run none the less. It was Sunday and would be a flex day of 5 miles anyways so I would knock out 3 recovery ones instead of with the usual UGS / Ahthleta group. And then that silly little potential stress fracture happened. Running was out. 100%. Since my shin doesn’t feel aggressive, it just wont go away, I decide that walking …and taking it very very easy would be fine. Some people might vote otherwise. I didn’t want to miss the party! I promised myself after the walk I would really lay off the leg to get healed so I could get back out there. Plus I didn’t officially have my diagnosis / MRI results back so that made it ok right?

Ok ok, I promised I paid attention to what my body said.

Luckily (or not) one of my friend is also coming off an injury and needed to take it super slow. We agreed the only way it was happening is if we walked – we used to walk all around Italy during our semester abroad together so we need we’d be good walking buddies! I ended up not falling asleep until after midnight Satuday (nothing to do with partying ….not liking this new trend…) and it was rough waking up. In fact I didn’t actually wake up until we hit the start line.

I had my iced coffee and toast with peanut butter as usual but didn’t cut back on insulin – I’d have my spibelt with gummies just in case but knew we’d be taking it easy. Some friends that leave a block down & I split a car service – best.idea.ever. since it was in who-knows-where Brooklyn and required buses and subway. We hung out for a bit at the tents checking out sponsors, catching up and waking up. We started to make our way to the start, loosing a few in the process but getting amped up. It worked. I really really wanted to run. Instead we danced. As we got closer to the start I knew we would be trampled in the take off and tried to stick to the right side. As we crossed over in a jog I was reminded that running was not a good idea and made it two feet before walking. And from there the people watching kicked it up. It was at an old airstrip (i think?) and was a spacious course. I can get super excited about these events when telling someone about it but when it comes to the actual event I’m not very outgoing – in fact straight up awkward. So no crazy color grabbing antics from me. Though I was kind of jealous of all the bright knee socks and tutus. Even saw a couple of wedding dresses. I left my compression socks at home to avoid them becoming tie -dyed and opted for KT Tape in neon pink instead.

20120829-195848.jpg

20120829-200041.jpg

By this point my phone went in a baggie for protection and pictures got a little blurry. 

20120829-200027.jpg

20120829-200050.jpg

There were people doing snow angles in the powder. I can get excited when talking up the event but when it comes to game time spirit I’m less than outgoing …. in fact often straight up awkward. I think running throw the color stations would have been a little bit more exciting but we still had fun and got plenty of color.

20120829-200107.jpg

20120829-200058.jpg

You were suppose to save your packet of color (the stress fracture squad all had blue) for a group toss but we didn’t last much longer than the finish line.  We met up with the rest of the crew before splitting up to head home. UES’ers took a car back again ….. I may have left  some blue behind…..

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Your turn:

Have you ever done a themed run? 

Ever done the Color Run? 

Favorite race?

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~


Leave a comment

{Adventure} New England

”]20110802-095913.jpg1. Soft opening of a new restaurantin CT

2. Road trip to Maine

3. Spending time with some of my nearest & dearest

4. Gorgeous Maine beaches (even if black flies & horse flies left their mark)

5. Tons of walking & jumping into the ocean

6. Seeing the hometown of 2 of my loves

7. Yummy food & guiltless splurges including homemade chocolate pistachio bread, blueberry pancakes & blackberry chocolate chip ice cream (so fresh!)

8. Maine bar crawl including the local dive and ending in dancing at what reminded me of an 8th grade basement party

9. Outlet shopping

10. Extending the trip with a night in Boston

_____________

Share please: 

What is the latest trip or vacation you’ve taken?

_____________

Internet Finds:

6 uses for Basil : my favorite herb, basil lemonade sound yummy  | Yum Sugar

Your nighttime workout wont disrupt your sleep : I think I proved this theory in college  | Fit Sugar

Summer will be over before you know it, 31 things to do in August  | College Candy

Need to replace electrolytes from all that summer sweat (I do!)? 20 snacks to help you out  | fit sugar