The Adventures of Now

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

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{Weekend Recap}: Team Run & NJ

On Saturday Team For Kids had an open house  – including a fun run. I think I need a headband / arm band / t-shirt saying “I’m Diabetic” … it would save me a lot of time. Growing up in a small town where you knew most of your peers since pre-school, I forget that it’s not branded on my forehead for everyone to automatically know.

My approach : my body / my feelings / my disease/ my decisions / my responsibility. But that doesn’t mean that I can’t learn from others and it’s basic courtesy regarding liability for me to inform all of the coaches … plus it’s for my safety.  Not to mention it’s a pretty large part of why I’m doing this! My body & I have had some battles and we’re about to go up against a whole bunch more – training for this marathon (just as important as the marathon itself ) is for my body & mind to prove to each other that it can be done. Diabetes is just along for the ride.

That said, while I made a stupid move and ran my blood sugars high (I couldn’t go low on the first run – how lame would that be!) …it wasn’t the diabetes that dropped me to the last one to finish, it was my stupid hip. .::Sigh::. But moving my way to the back had me getting to know all three coaches. And now I’m even more psyched for training runs.

I ended up running in Central Park (score – a new route!), walking back through it from NYRR office to my apartment and then going back to meet a friend. Triple CP in one day.

That night I limped my way out to a girls night which took a slight detour to a girls slumber party in Hoboken when a friend had an allergic reaction.

That would mark my first stay in New Jersey. Sunday morning we laid out at the park (um Hoboken Park? I have no clue what it’s called) it was pretty looking into NYC and I saw lots of runners around the quad.

When I finally reached home (not to self: always carry extra needles & both insulins) I discovered I didn’t have my keys. After meeting the roomie in the East Village to grab hers I finally got back to the apartment at 6pm (and found my keys on my bookshelf…).

Headed to Target I decided to walk the trip … along the East River.  Definitely got my share of vitamin D and water views this weekend. Being Mother’s Day & summer weather, everyone was out to play and there were a ton of BBQs & block parties that had me smiling.

As I made my way back from Target I realized it was already 7:45pm how did that happen?!  I had one last workout due on my GymPact . My gym closes at 9pm – both locations. And I still had both set of keys. I quickly changed and booked it to the gym by 8:20  – perfect timing to get my 30 min in. The roomie made it back to the apartment at the 20m mark, so I had to hop off the elliptical to let her in. Instead of running back into the gym 10 min before they closed I decided to finish out the pact by running (jogging) a few blocks around the gym. Totally counts!


Moral of the story: sometimes those #short&sweaty workouts that you cram in between things are the best ones. Especially when you don’t have time to debate it and you go off pure adrenaline rush.

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New Shoes, New Love

After proclaiming to being a New Balance girl I’ve gone back on my words. Sunday afternoon I went to JackRabbit‘s to get fitted for a new pair of sneakers. Over the summer I went to Paragon Sports for an analysis and ended up with a pair of New Balance 770s. I didn’t love them but it was my first analysis so I assumed best. The pair prior to that had been a pair of Asics that I ordered offline {first time branching from NB}– and should have returned.

I’ve given Asics a new shot and think I’m in love.

Asics T256N 

At $110 they’re a bit pricier than any of the pairs I’ve scored off Joe’s New Balance Outlet or Zappos but I’m learning that sneakers are not the thing to skimp on – especially with my history of knee issues. I’ll save the deals for tank tops and capris.

I’ve only taken them for one run last night but it was by far one of my best runs. I had gone uptown to met a friend and while I had planned to go to JR right from there a blood-sugar of 37 (super low) killed that plan. Instead I headed back home to regroup …and over-treat. By the time I headed back up my blood-sugar was 412 (super high).  I knew that I was over treating at the time but was hit with one of those “consume all sugar and carbs until you feel better” waves. While bad blood-sugar games seem to be the new Sunday trend, I refused to miss out on the 4 miles I had schedule. Training wont really work out if I have to miss each long run. 

I did something I promised my doctor I wouldn’t. I did insulin before my run. With some oatbran (not quite a serving) + PB and 7 units it made a perfect formula.

During the summer I would get to a bridge to cross from York to the East River, I would always walk it and then pick back up. This time I held a consistent pace – my fastest consistent pace for 5 miles. While I had a slight nag to be mindful of pushing myself too hard with the blood-sugars the run was never a fight. There was no telling myself only one more mile, 4 more blocks, the next red light. Instead it was “well I’m not done yet, maybe I could go just a little bit further without losing momentum.”

And my blood-sugar after? 118. perfect.

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Early morning motivation

So this happened yesterday morning:

before work!

I work 9am – 7pm in an office M-F. At minimum. My role is really more a 24/7 gig but I’m required to be at the office for those 10 hours everyday and often succeed it with lots of overtime. Needless to say, it’s not always easy to find gym time.  I’m much more of a 10pm exerciser than a 6am, so despite my good intentions of setting an early alarm it usually just equates to an extra hour of hitting the snooze button.

However, yesterday an international client decided to help motivate me:

only the clock read 4:30 am. 

After dealing with the crisis for a solid 2 hours I was ready to run. I knew there was no going back to sleep or I would never get back up. Plus, I saw the sun rise and it’s fully summer weather in NYC.

It wasn’t the longest or fastest or bestest {go with it} run but there’s something to be said about being part of the early morning crowd.  I now understand Ali‘s love of taking pictures of the East River.  But really it was this mantra from Tina that kept me going – the promise of an extra ice coffee from a new favorite cafe.

Side note: Picked up some cherries from a fruit cart on my cool down. Wasn’t really sure that I actually liked cherries but they’re amazingly fresh and delicious …besides the whole pit thing…that I could really do without.