Some days you do everything “right” and it doesn’t matter!
5:03 am, BG 166, Start run
5:08 am, BG 170, 0.3 U correction
5:19 am, BG 184, 0.3 U correction
5:23 am, BG 192, 0.1 U correction
5:35 am, BG 197, 1.4 U correction
5:37 am, BG: 194, End run
5:53 am, BG 206, 0.5 U correction, Automode Exit
5:58 am, BG 208, 2.2 U correction/Pre-bolus, Automode Exit
6:07 am, BG: 216, 30 Minutes Post Workout, 0.5 U correction
6:32 am, BG: 174, 60 Minutes Post Workout
Often I hear other diabetics shrug and say “that’s diabetes”. Usually, what they mean is ‘there is nothing I can do to control my blood sugar’. I believe there is a lot you can do but I have to admit, that no matter how good you are at managing, there will always be a wonky situation every once in a while. Today the dawn phenomenon hit me and hit me hard. Since I want to share all of my experiences good, bad and ugly, today we’re going a little ugly.
This morning when I woke up, the dawn phenomenon was already raging but I wanted to do some track work and I try to avoid active insulin onboard for pretty much all of my running. When I finished my warm-up and saw 170, I knew I would need more than just running to bring down my BGs this morning so I let automode dictate my correction and monitored during my workout. As my BGs continued to climb, I continued to do micro-corrections, since I knew I would want to have coffee and breakfast with Marty after my workout and before I went to work.
I knew it would take 20-30 minutes for any of my micro corrections to hit so I was encouraged when I saw my BG go from 197 to 194 at the end of the workout. “The insulin is starting to hit, should be back in range in no time” I thought. Boy was I pissed when I saw 206 a few minutes later. My micro-doses were starting to take effect, I hadn’t eaten anything and my BGs were rising anyway! I gave myself a half a unit correction and then thought about what I wanted to eat for breakfast and gave myself a nice pre-bolus. Then after I showered, I gave myself another half a unit for good measure, knowing I could “catch it with food” before I went low two hours from then (which I did) when all of the insulin was peaking. Topped out at 216 this morning and was out of range for about 75 minutes but got it back and had a nice day after that.
Oh yea, the run itself was nice too! I was done before the sun came up which was fun. I admittedly felt like sludge due to my high blood sugar and there was a pretty strong headwind but I got it done and was able to conquer the rest of the day. Hope your BGs are more like the second half of my day as opposed to my morning! Happy hump day friends!
This morning my coach tasked me with a 5 mile run as a “hard effort”. Not race pace but he told me to “put in the work today”. So I went out today with that in mind. The first mile or two was kind of a blur and I was just focusing on feeling good. Just after my halfway point, I “carbed up” and decided to kick it up a notch. The last mile before home has about a quarter mile downhill that leads right into a quarter mile hill. I focused on running that well and then kicked it in hard for he last half mile. When I got home, I got Miles and we took a trip to the lake and dog park. Amazingly, there was no one in the water when we got there other than a bunch of ducks. He LOVES chasing the ducks so I let him off leash to chase them in the water. I could watch him swim after them all day! I followed him into the water, which is where I took my 30 min post-run picture*. After that we dried off running around the dog park. One of the park employees, came by and we started chatting. “Is that the dog that is always swimming in the lake?” she asked me. “Sure is!” I told her. Pretty crazy to think only a few weeks ago, Miles was a little scared of the water!
So I made a mistake this morning in terms of my BG management, but it really ended up working well. Marty and I had a small cup of coffee together before I ran today. Normally, I drink mine black and he has a little half & half. I was tired this morning and accidentally poured the half & half in my mug. Instead of dumping it, I had my coffee “Marty style”, so I had about 1g carb and 3g of fat before my run today. Interesting how my line was super smooth today. That little bit of fat really seemed to keep things steady. More testing needed but it didn’t upset my stomach and I had great BGs today. I may have to have my coffee “Marty style” more often!
Speaking of BG management, the lake trip today was pre-planned, not spontaneous. Often I find that playing in the lake with Miles will lower my blood sugar. Since I wanted to go right after my run, I had one more jelly bean than I would have otherwise, just to make sure I wouldn’t go low in the lake. Three seemed to do the trick (green apple today) and I felt great on my run and after. A happy Sunday for a happy diabetic! Hope yours is just as good!
*I was wearing my tracksmith sports bra with the built in pocket. So handy! It fits my pump, emergency food, car keys and phone. Pockets are definitely underrated! Pretty fun to take some pictures from the middle of the lake. 🙂 Ps. Thanks Sam!!!
Today I was at work before the sun came up so I decided to workout after work. I kept my carbs low all day* and made sure I was done eating by 12:30 so I would be ready for a 4:30ish workout. Unfortunately, sometimes life will throw you curveballs even when you plan and prepare. Today, out of nowhere, my sensor died (around 1:30p). At first I panicked and texted Marty. I was going to ask him to drive to my work to bring me a new sensor (and he would have) but as soon as I calmed down, I realized I had already brought my “T1 work emergency kit” into my new workplace and had everything I needed for a sensor change hidden in a drawer in my office. I told Marty I was good and proceeded to charge my transmitter and do my sensor change.
Just after I got home from work, my sensor was ready to go. When I checked my BG I was thrilled to see it was at 80 but I also knew it was slowly drifting down and I wasn’t ready for a workout. I decided to have some yogurt with about 6g of carbs and 17g of protein. Definitely a weird pre-workout snack but pretty solid for blood sugar management. I waited for my trend to switch from heading down to going up and Marty, Miles and I left for the track.
When we got there, it was packed with what looked like a high school sports team. So we changed our plans and went to a local football field. Since no one was there, we let Miles off leash and he ran my sprints with me. I’m not going to lie, my mind was getting to me today. I was tired and cranky and the last thing I felt like doing was working out. After about 3 rounds, I relaxed into it and everything improved. By the time I was done I felt like myself again. As much as I sometime dread my workouts or things don’t go my way…
Nothing feels better than a finished workout!
*I had “breakfast” for breakfast AND lunch today. It was amazing! I made these egg cups with turkey sausage in muffin tins and they were bangin’! Maybe I’ll have Marty take pictures and share a recipe soon. I love things that are easy to meal prep and delicious. 🙂
So I didn’t run and technically, this wasn’t a race but I felt like it was significant to share the dirty details of my husband’s almost 60 mile run to raise money for Type 1 Diabetes. In short…
We had a blast!!!
In case you missed it, the background info can be found here and below is the map of the route that he took. He had to wear two watches since the battery would have died on the first one before he finished*. If you add the totals between the two watches, he recorded 59 miles, although the map says it was 60. It took him about 10 hours and 15 minutes including all stops to eat, refill water bottles, etc. All in all it was pretty incredible!
A run like this is no small feat and if it had been a race, there would have been volunteers at aid stations and medical tents, etc. Since this was a solo run, I decided Marty needed a crew. We had two cars that “followed” him along the course and provided his hydration and fuel every few miles. The first car was driven by my FMIL (Favorite Mother-In-Law) aka Marty’s mom. This was her first time “crewing” for an event like this and she was fabulous! She had banners made (by Brian Wood! Thank you!) so people passing by knew why there was a runner on the highway. She coordinated the cheering sections, kept everyone in the loop throughout and prepped a bunch of running fuel (sliced oranges, got sports drinks, etc.). She was key to pulling this off.
I was her co-pilot and navigator. I also played photographer and social media reporter for our friends and family who couldn’t be there. Finally, I supported Marty in the same way he always supports me and was his corner-man, making sure he had everything he needed.
In the other crew car were my mom and dad. Dad drove and followed Marty during the dangerous parts where there was no shoulder, talked down the cops**, provided words of wisdom and encouragement at exactly the right moments since he is an incredible and experienced runner in his own right. Marty told me mutiple times how comforting it was knowing my dad was following him and had his back. ‘He was spot on. The whole time. I just felt safe and comfortable running knowing he was behind me.’ Marty told me afterward. My mom navigated for my dad, also did a bunch of race prep and nearly pulled an all-nighter to be there for him. She also took some amazing photos and as an experienced race crew coordinator, kept us all sane and on track.
The run started at 5:15 am from Berwick Middle School. It was a small group with just our crew and Marty’s Uncle Stosh there to send him off but there was a palpable excitement in the air. As soon as he started, we jumped in our cars and started following him with only the headlights and a flashing beacon light on top of the truck*** lighting our way. About an hour into the run, the sun came up and it was beautiful. If you ask Marty, he’ll tell you he doesn’t even remember the first ten miles because it was dark and the lights were trance-like.
In Shickshinny, he came across his first monster hill, nearly a 20 mile climb, actually. We were all in awe, and perhaps even enjoying watching him run the scenic route. We were just praying the fog would stick around for a while before the hot sun decided to rear it’s ugly head. Around mile 34ish, Marty was surprised with his first of many cheering sections. His dad was there. His sister, Adrienne, and her husband Josh were there with our three month old niece, Shelby. Along with some other amazing family members and friends. The closer he got to the finish, the more family and friends he had come out to support him and keep his spirits up.
By the end, we were all getting loopy. While I was waiting for Marty to conquer the last of the “monster hills” I decided I should be doing something too and started doing push ups by the side of the road. Later, Marty’s cousin Dave (who is also a personal trainer) decided to match my effort with some push ups of his own as Marty ran by him, around mile 50. In Marty’s own recap, he told me he was even “feeling loopy” by the end. As any ultrarunner will tell you, towards the end of a long day of running, delirium starts to set in. I’ll tell you though, that delirium quickly turns into elation when you hit that finish line.
Before we got to the finish, we had to stop at Sabatini’s Pizza. If you know Marty, he is extraordinarily passionate about good pizza. Naturally, he planned the route so it would pass right by his favorite pizza joint****. It was great stop, his whole immediate family was there along with our friend who married us. With only about 6 miles to go, it was special to say the least.
Before Marty could cross the finish line, he had to cross the bridge into Duryea. My parents pulled off an almost impossible feat and got him the fuel he needed just at the end of the bridge. Then, he told me he “wanted to see me one more time before the finish” so 1.6 miles out, he stopped for water and one more kiss before the finish. When he went on running from there, I texted my parents and said, “1.6 miles out” since they were standing at the finish with an amazing group of family and friends. My parents let everyone know that he was close and FMIL and I tried to drive faster through town than Marty could run (luckily, she is really good at that).
We arrived at the finish and I was a nervous wreck. We couldn’t really see him coming because after the last turn to where we were, he had less than a block too go. I kept looking at my watch trying to anticipate when he would be coming around that corner. My dad, saw how anxious I was and said, “You want me to run to the corner and see if I can see him coming?”. “Yes!! Please!” I said, the with the anticipation almost unbearable. So Dad ran to the corner and as soon as he got there, he started waving his arms to signal Marty was coming*****. Moments later, Marty turned the corner and ran straight into my arms. It was sweaty and completely gross but still probably my favorite kiss other than our wedding day.
Martin’s Run for Type 1, in the books!
Epilogue: So this wouldn’t be my blog if I didn’t talk about my blood sugar a little bit. During Martin’s Run, I woke up at 2:30 am, ate only food we had packed in the car for the 10+ hours of the run and then treated myself with wings and an alcoholic beverage or two afterwords. End result….
100% in range!!!
I was over the moon to say the least! Not to mention my average sensor glucose was 116. Not too shabby! Stay strong Diabuddies!
*This is a common ultramarathon problem.
**Yes, we got stopped by the cops.Luckily, they let us off with a warning.
***Thanks to our bother-in-law, Josh Sutton!
****As much as pizza is difficult to dose for, Sabatini’s is worth the hassle.
*****Dad said afterward about Marty, ‘That guy is a metronome. He didn’t see me, so he wasn’t putting on a show. He was just smooth and comfortable, cruising along. You would have never known he just ran 60 miles.’ Coming from someone who has completed 25 marathons and completed an ultra, that is a complement that you can’t take lightly.
****** Too many asterisks? Probably, but I have to share the newspaper article on Marty’s run too! You can find it here!
So this run really brought us back to our R2C days. R2C, aka River 2 Sea, is a seven person relay race from the Delaware river to the Atlantic Ocean. Most years, it was a team including my brother, sister, Marty and my Dad among some other amazing running friends. Our team name was always “6 Donkeys & 1 Old Ass”. I’ll let you guess who the “old ass” was but at Marty’s request, I had to include a picture of my dad running to the finish, one of the years we did that race. Whether its a 60 mile solo run, or a 92 mile relay, it takes a team effort to succeed (much like T1D). We succeed, conquer and thrive together! Find your tribe, they will get you through anything!
Last night, Marty and I decided to have a bit of wine with dinner. It was delicious but this morning when I woke up, the alcohol counteracted the dawn phenomenon so I needed to fuel my run with more carbs than usual. We started our morning by taking Miles to the lake to chase the ducks (his new favorite thing) and wear him out so he would sleep while we ran. When we got back, my BGs were trending down despite setting a temp target so I had about 5g of carbs in the form of NUUNs hydration. When my BGs finally started trending up, Marty and I headed out the door. He ran with me today but since I’m much slower than him*, he spontaneously ran ahead and ran back to me at his pace throughout the run. It’s only been a week since Martin’s Run and he is already doing speed work. It’s sickening! :p
Today was a decent run but it was already hot by the time we left. I felt great for most of it even though my pacing was all over the place. About 2.5 miles in, Marty suggested we stop at a local park mid-run to get some pull ups in. I was irritated. This was the last thing I wanted to do and I had some choice words for Marty for suggesting it. I’ve been slacking on the pull ups since we moved so I knew I had to toughen up and get them done. Since the route was an out and back, I made sure to get them done again on the way back. Once I hit mile 8, I died. My legs just didn’t want to run anymore and the heat was getting to me. The last two miles were slow and painful but I got them done so I’ll take it. If nothing else, the company was good and Marty encouraged me to push harder than I otherwise would have. I just need to remember that I always have more to give than what my mind is telling me! The mental battle is so much harder than the physical one most days.
My BG management was fine once I started running. Just a few jelly beans along the way. When I stopped for the pull ups at mile 7.5, I had two jelly beans** that even in the moment I knew I could do without. Since I would rather go high than low so I ate them anyway. Almost immediately after eating them, before they even had a chance to take effect, my BGs started rising. Since I knew I would be done running soon, I ended my temp target and shortly after, gave myself a correction as well. As predicted, my BGs started to spike post run so I gave myself a nice sized pre-bolus for my low carb breakfast as well. All in all, not a bad day!
*Yes, even after his 60 mile run last Saturday, he is much faster than I am.
This morning on the training plan I had a 30-45 min shake out run and abs scheduled. The dawn phenomenon wasn’t hitting hard when I woke up, so I decided to do my abs first since that generally has very little impact on my blood sugar. Then I got ready to run, made a pot of coffee so that it would be ready post run and headed out the door. The sun wasn’t up yet so I took my chest light along, which I forgot to charge. Whoops! It died about half way into my run. Even though it was still dark and I was just running along the side of the road, our new town is so pretty! It has a lot of old buildings and history which I really appreciate!
As far as blood sugar management goes, I really did nothing for the ab block. For the run, I waited to see a slight dawn phenomenon rise before I left and then monitored on the run. It peaked at 109 so when I saw 108 just before my halfway point, I has a jelly bean to prevent a low. I debated having two but since I knew it would hit hardest after the run and today is sensor change day, I didn’t want a crazy post run spike. I knew it was a slight risk that I would go low but I wasn’t far from home and I had my phone and road ID on me so I decided to chance it*. By the end of my run, my sensor was reading 65 but a blood test showed 70. Not ideal but I felt fine and my BG came up from there so it worked out.
*I’ve got a fair amount of experience running with diabetes and felt pretty comfortable making that judgment call but I wouldn’t recommend it if you’re just starting out. It’s better to be safe (high) than sorry when you’re just learning how running/working out will effect your blood sugar. Everyone is a little different so self-experimentation is crucial!
After my long run yesterday, Marty and I decided to “play on the train tracks”. The photos turned out pretty cool so I figured I would share them with you all! 🙂
If you’ve been following along my stream of consciousness that I document on this site, you know that the leading man in my life film is Marty*. He is my biggest supporter, my coach, my photographer, my check and balance, my everything. If you’ve met either of us, it’s easy to tell we’re dreamers**. We look to the horizon and imagine the world that could be. Call it rose colored glasses or optimism or whatever you like but I’ll take that over dwelling on the negatives any day. We imagine a future where our families, friends, communities and the world are safe and healthy.
We imagine a world without diabetes!
With that in mind, I’m going to take a break from my normal posts this week to let you all know about a really amazing thing that Marty decided to do.
On August 8th 2020, Marty is going to take on a solo run across Luzerne County, PA in an effort to raise money which will be donated to JDRF.org. This run will take him along a challenging and hilly 55+ mile course through northern Pennsylvania. When people ask me why I do the crazy athletic thing I do, often my response is that “I’m just trying to keep up with my husband!”. In this case, I’m not even going to try to keep up. Instead, I’ll have the opportunity to support him the way he has always supported me as I “crew and coordinate” the run. I’ll share a “race report”, minus the blood sugar tracking, after it is complete but feel free to check out my social media pages for real time updates as he is running.
Marty is really excited to take this on and I’m really excited to share it with you all. If you would like to donate or share with your friends, the link for his JDRF donation page is below! Otherwise, feel free to follow along on our adventure! Raising awareness about this invisible disease is just as important as far as I’m concerned.
Since it’s now been a few weeks since our move, I realized I need to get back into a real routine and training schedule. I asked my coach* to write me a training plan so that I wouldn’t wake up each day wondering “What am I going to do for my workout?”. Last night I checked my plan and saw 5 miles, so today I did just that. The heat finally broke so I had beautiful weather for it and I went early enough that I even caught the sunrise.
My BG management was simple this morning. Run until I use the dawn phenomenon sugar dump and then have some carbs if needed. That happened around mile 3.5 today. I saw a drop from 140 to 127 in 5 minutes and knew I would need something to prevent a low. I also knew that I would be done running in about 15 mins, just about when the carbs would start to hit. I had two jelly beans to be on the safe side and kept moving. It worked, a few minutes after my run, I saw 78 with an arrow down. Normally, this would be cause for concern but I knew I had those jelly beans about to hit so I waited. My next BG was 86. Boom!
12:45 am, BG: 110, 1.1 U pre-bolus for “breakfast”
12:54 am, BG: 114, ~30 Minutes Post Workout
So, in case you haven’t noticed, with the move and the new job, I’ve been slacking a bit. When you live in a place that people take their vacation, it’s easy to let that relaxed mindset creep in and takeover. There is certainly a benefit to balancing work and relaxation in life but you have to check the relaxation part periodically so you don’t get soft. Doing the “hard” things comes with it’s own benefits and rewards. While I would be lying if I said this was truly only my third exploration run, I certainly haven’t been pushing my limits recently.
Today, I decided to change that. I went out with a goal of 10 miles, minimum. Since I haven’t been race training, I’ve really been slacking on the long runs. Today was a true exploration run. I went out looking for a trail that one of my new local friends told me about. Unfortunately, I never found it. I did end up with just over ten miles looking for it though, so really not a bad day overall. I got a later start because we were waiting around for an “early” morning installation for our new place. As soon as we were set up, I went running out the door. It was hot and a bit hilly today and the late start only made the heat worse!
My BGs were actually fantastic on my run today. I set a temp target as soon as I knew about when I would be running and kept it for the entire run since I was hanging toward the lower end of where I like to be on a run towards the end. I put one scoop of Tailwind in one of my bottles and finished the whole thing (25g of carb) around mile 9. When I finished, I ended my temp target and watched. When my next BG was 88, I knew I was on the upswing and gave a correction. When the next one was 93, I gave another correction. Then I showered (since I was a sweaty mess) and at that point pre-bolused because I realized I hadn’t eaten anything except tailwind all morning. Marty and I had planned a trip to one of our favorite wineries this afternoon. A summer day like today calls for a chilled white wine and some carby snacks (crackers and cheese today) so I wanted to be ready!