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Like a rag doll

I went for a mid, work-day run yesterday.

It was windy.

Like really windy.

Every which way I turned, I was being whipped around like a rag doll in the hands of a giddy three year old.

It was cold.

Not Calgary blizzard cold, but below zero B.C. cold, which for us is cold.

Like really cold.

My toes felt like they were going to break off.

My fingers were purple and swollen – even with gloves.

My chin was numb.

But the sun was shining and I was running.



  • 11:30 a.m. BG before: 6.5
  • Temp. basal: none
  • Carbs: mini rice cake with peanut butter and 1 DEX
  • Time: 33:20
  • Distance: 6.10 km
  • Average pace: 5:30 min/km
  • 12:45 p.m. BG after: 6.4

And I plan to do it all over again tomorrow 😀




Cutting time experiment No. 1

Today’s post-run shower was brought to me by the kind folks at Pampers’ and their baby wipes 😀 Holy freaking crud monkey it was roasting out there today! My car’s thermostat was registering 34 degrees at lunch, right as I was lacing up for my second lunch run of the week.

My glucometre overheated, it was that hot!
My keys seared my fingers, it was that hot!
My lungs felt as though we were running through a sauna, it was that hot!

It wasn’t the prettiest of runs, but it was a run. Success.


  • 12:15 p.m. BG before: 6.0
  • Temp. basal: none
  • Carbs: Sezme Snack (12g) no bolus
  • Time: 30:14
  • Distance: 5.41 km
  • Average pace: 5:35 min/km
  • Average cadence: 86 spm
  • BG after: ??? (metre overheated. see above.)

In an effort to cut down on the amount of time it takes me to change out of my work clothes and into my run clothes (squeezing into those no-give sports bras is no quick task let me just say!) I made a few alterations to my work attire this morning. I picked a skirt and matching top. Under the top, was my sports bra, and under my skirt, my shorts, which meant I only had my running shirt, hat and shoes to fiddle with come noon.

Who knew?

In theory, it was a great idea, but in reality, it had a few hiccups. You read how hot it was above right, well, today, the day I omitted the cool airiness of my skirts, was also the day the AC at work decided to crap out. I was sweating hours before I even started that bloody run.

And then there was the matter of my blood sugars. Before leaving work, they were 7.4. Seconds before the run, they were 6.0. At face value, that’s not a huge drop, but given that it had gone down like that in a matter of minutes, I wanted to air on the safe side, which meant I had to eat a snack before the run, and the only thing I had on hand were Sezme Snacks, which meant a few minutes picking at my teeth before being comfortable enough to start running. So yeah, I didn’t really cut any time at all.

Still a work in progress…

Could lunch running become MY thing?

The other day one of you my dear readers put a bug in my ear. Following the post I wrote earlier this week lamenting my lost running hours, Jocelyn over at Alberta Diabetic Girl suggested I run through lunch. Hmm… I honestly don’t know if I can make that happen, but by golly I am mighty intrigued by the idea.

Not surprising really.

Since going back to work on Tuesday, I have yet to get a run or strength training in. I’ve had good intentions when climbing into my car at the end of the day, but the first day there was an accident on the highway, which kept me in the car for nearly 2 hours, and the two other days, it was just a long commute, as they all are, and by the time I get home, I am thoroughly exhausted, and by the time Little Ring is tucked snug in his crib, I’m practically comatose.

I know I should be trying to get out, or putting an effort in with my strength training, but I just don’t have the energy. And I know it’s only the first week, and surely things will get easier, but still, it’s having a debilitating effect on my mental state. Goodness knows I’m already an emotional wreck what with going from full days with my boy to now just 1.5 hours a day through the week. Add to that the loss of my surefire pick me up of running, and you might as well just lock me up in the rubber room right now.

But running at lunch, well hey now, surely I couldn’t be exhausted in the same way at that hour, and surely it would be a nice way to break up the long day, and surely it would give me a surge of energy which I very much need come those afternoon hours.

The only thing, though, we don’t have showers at my work. I’m not concerned about my face, that’s no problem washing and reapplying a little foundation and blush. But my hair is another issue. It’s not long enough to tie back in a stylish ponytail or bun, but when I run I can’t stand having it in my face, so sporty pigtails, which aren’t exactly work appropriate, are necessary. And I sweat, my gawd do I ever sweat, and my hair gets damp, and I only have an hour lunch, and yeah, I’m thinking I might be looking like a bit of a disaster the rest of the day! Mind you, it wouldn’t be any worse than being caught in a rainstorm and we do live in a rainy climate, so….

Looks like I’m gonna have to do some route research!!!

And hey! If I’m running before lunch that’s incentive to get me to run faster right 😀