Ice bandannas, Bluetooth miracles, and one very stubborn blood sugar
Last Saturday, I ran the 12-hour race at the PA Run Trail Jamboree. A running festival held in Newmanstown, PA. It was my first race since the 6-hour …
Lazy River, Tired Kids, and a Lost Shoe: Tubing with Type 1
Last Saturday, it was hot (I know, mid-July—shocker). It had been a long week, and I hadn’t really planned much (okay, anything) for the weekend. What to do?
We could go to my mom’s—she lives at the beach, and we …
Summer Exercise and T1D: Sweat, Sensors, & a Little Sanity
Yesterday was my final prep run for the endurance race I’ve got coming up in a couple of weeks. (No need to share the distance—let’s keep the illusion of balance alive a little longer.)
When the temperature rises, so does …
The Case of the Disappearing Blood Sugar (Or Was It?)
I woke up a few minutes before my alarm, and for a fleeting moment, everything felt right in the world. I stretched in bed, smiled at the peace, and thought, How lucky am I to have a few quiet moments to …
Trump’s “Big Beautiful Bill”: Not So Beautiful for Those with T1D
Writing something political on my blog could be a recipe for disaster. The internet’s full of people itching to pounce on a post they don’t like—especially under the cloak of anonymity. But honestly? I’m still figuring out what Search Engine …