Today is my day of rest. Running around like crazy most days; with work (including the 2 hour commute to get there), kids, family and oh yeah the limited amount of time I set aside to take care of me (sleep, eat and run), I find that there is very little if any down time. So, today, I am thankful for the rain that has forced us to stay home and not do anything this morning.
I've started working on a new running goal. I feel like I'm starting over even though I've been running on and off over 2 years. I'm not an expert, some days I have a hard time even calling myself a runner but I run...therefore I am.
My first goal is to finish strong in an upcoming 5K (11/12). I have training a schedule that including some hill days that I will run on our bridges since I live in flat Florida and some cross training where I will use P90X to get my muscle mojo going again. I've completed a couple 5K's in the past. However, I've never truly trained for one or completed one feeling strong or like I met a goal that I worked towards. I usually struggle through just to be able to say I've finished. I'm learning there is a difference between being able to finish and being able to finish strong. More about my running later...
Taylor is doing well. Type 1 Diabetes (T1D) is definitely something that we have to manage on a daily basis, sometimes hourly. But like my friend (who also has a daughter with T1D) once said to me "There is life after being diagnosed".
Taylor can do just about anything that any other kid can do. We have found some foods that make her blood sugar shoot through the roof, so we substitute for those. One of those foods are fries, so we bake them. Fried fries aren't good for any of us so I've welcomed the change and the family doesn't seem to care either way. I find it interesting the responses I get when I ask for nutritional facts at a restaurant. Some of the wait staff and managers are very accommodating and other act like I'm a freak of nature for asking such a question. I get the same looks when my older two order sweet tea and my youngest orders diet coke and I smile with approval.
It's been 9 months since she was diagnosed. We've had some highs and some lows (literally), but we are learning how to deal with them and most importantly how to prevent them. I've learned that when she's sick, hurt or even gets an insect bite, we can bet she will be high(er). I've also learned that her lows will come when I least expect it, so I stay prepared with goodies in her "diabetic bag".
Recently we experienced a series of highs that we couldn't explain. She wasn't sick, hurt, or eating anything that we didn't know about (she's very compliant about telling us what she wants to eat so we try to accommodate her when we can). Tommy and I retraced our days and then spent the next 24 hours investigating the details. We thought it was the new needles were had just started using so we switched back to our old brand, but that didn't fix the problem. It was a frustrating problem that we couldn't figure out. We were ready to call her endocrinologist in the morning, but as Tommy held her insulin pen in his hand after giving her insulin, he noticed there was a crack in the glass that holds the insulin. AH HA!!! She was barely getting any insulin due to the loss of pressure from the crack. We are now private investigators as well as parents, LOL.
I'm going to leave you with a quote that has been on my mind today....
"...sacrifice is a requirement of life. You either sacrifice today to reach tomorrow's goals or you give up your dreams in favor of the fleeting comfort that's distracting you. The pleasant reality for those that chose the former is that comfort is abundant when long term goals are achieved." -Dave Griffin
-Dawn
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