At 3:30 I ran out the door with my Medtronic box in tow, on my way to meet my trainer for the CGM system I have been fighting for since November.

Needless to say I was both excited and a little nervous. The main concern I had was how painful or uncomfortable it was going to be. Sure I have had diabetes for 18 years which means thousands of finger pricks and needles but still, I am not a fan of pain.

I was happy to find out that I was going to be meeting with the person who trained me on my pump years ago at her parents place of business. When I got there we went into the conference room and unpacked all the stuff I was sent. She assured me that there was no one around so we would not be interrupted. (READ MORE)

Yesterday I talked about how weightlifting was my key to success. It helped improve my life with diabetes on so many levels. I also talked about how my training these days has evolved and become more specific to my ever changing needs.

I want this blog to be about you and your training. I want to use my Blogabetes entry today as a platform for all of you to give a brief description about the types of things that you are doing for your exercise. I understand that not everyone is going to have the same type of answer. I realize that some of you may hardly be doing anything. THAT IS OK! Some of you may be training for a marathon. Some of you may walk around your neighborhood each day. The point that I want to make here is that this IS A GREAT place for all of us to share with one another the types of things that we are doing and how they are affecting each of our lives.
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While the title of this post is a play on the French "Poisson d'Avril" ("April Fools" is called "April Fish"), there's nothing funny about it.

We've heard about folk stealing one or more of Lance Armstrong's bikes, but a whole team's bicycles -- and not just that, but also their spares, parts, and tools?

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It was bound to happen sooner or later. There's not a cyclist, serious or casual, who has never crashed or wiped out. There's not a person who's never crashed on a training ride. At high speed. Going downhill.

Wednesday night it happened to me.

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"If you miss the train I'm on, you will know that I am gone..."

Unlike the melancholy wanderer in the Hedy West song, my cycling computer was at my right hand as I logged in yesterday's ride (to the doctor's office in one direction, then the supermarket in the opposite direction), and as I scrolled past the odometer, it read 512.4 (miles) -- which was approximately the distance I'd ridden since January first. Now, I'm nowhere fast enough to be part of someone's "lead-out train" at the end of a bicycle race -- much less fast enough to consider having others lead me out. Heck, I'm not even fast enough to consider racing the average ten-year-old (I think). But plugging away at it, bit by bit -- errand by errand -- group ride by group ride (OK, there've only been three of those so far, and during none have I been able to keep with the group) -- I've ridden over five hundred miles, this year alone. (READ MORE)

Now that spring has finally sprung, it's time for me to get my training into high gear for the June 13 Tour de Cure. While I haven't been completely off my bicycle, I've been a bit hesitant to ride for anything but necessity during the winter, and I've been avoiding the snow. As a result, my mileage has mostly been down from November through February, with few rides exceeding 15-20 miles or challenging me in any other way, shape, or form. While my mileage picked up a bit in March, I also had a lot of family issues that kept me out of town and/or off my wheels. Despite that, I managed to log 143 miles for March.

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