@LarissaW is there any chance of posting the FB posts here for us privacy nerds who don’t do FB?
But 156 is not a bad BG, imho. They probably just wanted to keep you in the medic’s tent because THEY don’t understand diabetes!
Anyway, I’m so glad you are back posting. I love your posts, and am always interested (and amazed) to hear how your runs are going. We all know, it isn’t easy running daily and getting the kinds of results you are getting. Of course, we know not everyday is going to be perfect, we are diabetics after all, and sometimes nothing goes right, but we have to keep trying. So no need to apologize, we’re all happy your break is over!!!
@elver you’re asking me to play Nicky’s mom … I’ll leave this one up to @Nickyghaleb on if she’ll allow it or not
Okay. I’ve been weird and have been reading everyone’s posts without signing in. It’s a trick I just learned. Complete stalker style.
Yeah, they weren’t keeping me. I literally could not walk. Never mind walk out of the medic’s tent. They actually drove me to my mom’s car. Honestly, I didn’t even care about that part. That car felt like an ocean away, and I’m not stupid. I knew it was going to take like 6 hours to get there, but the whole thing… was just… you know.
I want to respond to all of your comments. You guys are really the greatest. It’s my son’s birthday, and I’ve just inhaled cupcakes so I’ll take care of that first. If I’m still vertical this evening, I’d like to… talk.
And @elver, I’ll just put up the pictures. Dammit. My mom already went ahead and kind of made it a community moment, for which I owe her one, so I’ll just do it. And then go hit her photo album hard. And not come back up until I found something her friends would love to know about her.
My mom, if she could see this, would relish this moment like she was taking home an Olympic gold. She’d be like I am everywhere. Mission frickin accomplished. There is nowhere safe for Nicky anymore.
That is kind of funny. I gotta respect her moves a little.
Okay. I’ll get the pics, eat another cupcake, maybe eat one more, then come back after I’m done feeling sick and respond to stuff.
@elver, so… my mom used a different pic. She did a before and after, with me smiling and skipping on along at the start and then a trying not to die at the end. Her sense of humor, boy… she’s good. Anyway. This is my mile 10 picture where I was testing my BG… and just after I went past, I got the E2 error code and lost my mind. Then fought death and rage quitting for 3 miles… then tried not to die while getting diabetes advice from those people who wanted to explain to me about my blood sugar. Oh, how the memories hurt.
@Nickyghaleb as much as it annoys you, I am very glad someone chronicled this herculean effort! I just can’t say Congrats enough times or loud enough. CONGRATS! You earned that cupcake!
On a side note, the lady in red in the second picture…her posture says it all…lol
I just realized that I know how to reach your mom over Facebook … if you ever cross me
She is kinda famous around here though
I only made it look like a Herculean effort, thank you.
Yeah. Not impressed. Oh, to have access to her thought right there.
I’m gonna plant the seed now that you’ve foolishly given me a heads up. I’m gonna tell her that you’re trying to recruit me over to a naturalist diabetes management where we skip out on the insulin and just drink more water and under NO circumstances are allowed to have egg salad sandwiches. That you’ve told me they’re evil.
Then you can contact her all want.
…and all the DRs and specialists are on FB so you need 24/7 FB access in case something goes right…
Dude. You had to come back to tell me that. Because my mom’s meter was erroring out and I finally tested my own blood with it to see if it was my mom and I got the E2 error! LOL!
And I didn’t mean to make you cry! I’m so proud of you. And really I think of you when I run (not in a creepy way! In an inspiring way! I think of @Eric too but he’s such a bad ass I know I’m not catching up to him. You can catch up to him. ) because you liked exercise but it wasn’t working for you and then you made it work!!!
When I did my half in January I ended up in the medic tent with a massive surface level allergic reaction to biofreeze+ice. It wasn’t a glamorous end, and I really didn’t want to go there, but I had hives as large as my fist spreading over my legs. But looking back, I don’t even remember that part! Well, I didn’t until you said you landed in the tent and I was like “oh yah, been there.”
Also on the cheerleading front, there was a woman two miles from the end with a sign that said “Keep going! You will be SO GLAD you did!” I went over to her and she gave me a hug and I took a photo with her. She totally propelled me to the finish! Love people who are cheerleaders! And FUD has them.
(Also @elver I the idea privacy nerds! LOL! So funny!)
I’ve got some items to take care of in here. First… Happy Mama’s Day to anyone who’s ever raised, nurtured, consoled, comforted, or showered with love anything small who needed it. Hardest job in the world. Best job in the world.
Didn’t say you had to do it well.
@Eric, I know you’re off accomplishing something great, but I need some direction. And, just since I’m really not sure you do know this, you do great things all of the time, and I hope you come back around soon.
Things I learned from my race:
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@TiaG, turns out you were right. Starting out fast, even if you feel like nothing can touch you at that speed and endless energy, is a very bad idea. You called that, and I nodded in agreement, then went out on a 7 mile wind sprint.
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Races really might jack my numbers. Not sure what to DO with that information, but it’s good to know at least. I really thought my infusion set was out the night before, and it is still a possibility, but others have told me what a hard time they have on race mornings with high BGs. Yeah. I’d say. Can’t exactly fix it, but I can keep it in mind and maybe have a strategy.
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E-2, @TravelingOn, does absolutely mean not enough blood. That’s gotten funnier since I posted that. Haven’t had an error since. Hey— how was your BG anyway???
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When starting a race like that, I need to get my head out of the clouds and start in the pace group of my goal pace for the first couple of miles. Not with the group I “identify” with. Or the group that just makes me feel fast.
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And never start next to a juggler again. Don’t know if every race has one or if it were just a stroke of unusual luck, but he was a complete mind game for the first 4 miles. That juggling. I kept trying to lose him. Probably the wrong priority.
That’s a pretty good haul for some first race lessons. It’s been a week since I ran, and I’m back up, physically and mentally, and am just kind of moving on along. Trying to catch Eric though… before I undo all that good work.
Last…
My runs for this week:
Monday:
6 mile run/walk (ran first 3)
Starting Bg: 95
Mi 1: 77
*huma and .1 unit
Mi 2: 69
Mi 3: 53
Sore as all get out. Just making myself to make myself.
Tuesday:
6 mile run/walk (ran first 3)
No ZB
Starting BG: 128
Mi 1: 126
Mi 2: 94
*Huma
Mi 3: 101
And walking 3 miles home
.2 unit bolus
Walking mi 4: 96
Wednesday:
Quick 3 mile run, busy day, no time to prepare.
Starting BG: 163
Finish: 97
Friday:
Starting bg: 86
Mi 1.25: 95
Mi 2: 100
Mi 3: 113
Mi 4: 115
Mi 4.5: 100
Walk home
Mi 5.5: 85
Resume basal
Mi 6: 86 finish
And today:
No ZB
Starting bg: 156
.5 mi: 147
Mi 1: 126
*Huma
Mi 2: 93
Mi 3: 80
*Transcend
Mi 3.25 —
.1 unit bolus
Mi 4: 73
Mi 5: 73
Mi 5.5: resume basal
Mi 6: 74 finish
No coffee before any of my runs this week even though I was giving myself permission. Because that’s how I do. And RPE was a solid “needs direction” across the board.
Definitely need direction.
Mine was 91! Seemed fine!
Are you serious about the juggler? Like a real person with stuff they’re tossing and catching? Or someone who switched pace?
A friend’s coach gave the girl next to me at the race I did a piece of advice, she said “run the first four miles. Then run the next four. Then run the four after that. You’ll be so close to done it’s going to be easy to finish at that point.” It was good advice and probably what got me over the finish line. However I am not sure how that would help with pacing but maybe it’s useful to break it out like that.
As a heart attack. Have you ever seen Office Space? when the little old lady with the walker keeps catching up to the guy while he’s sitting in traffic?? Could NOT stop thinking about that scene. I kept trying to clear out. Then I’d see him creeping up from behind on my left side. Juggling. Real balls. In a perfectly timed rotation. It wasn’t as bad as it could’ve been since it was only up till about 4 miles… and I was still a gazelle at that time thinking about making my next race a marathon.
And 91 sounds good. Good work there, muggle.
I did that!
Just not well.
It sounded like you did well to me! You finished! I was thinking of you while running today and how finishing is a big deal and how I don’t get competitiveness! Maybe someday someone can explain that to me.