I must admit that I do wonder how in the *&%^ing world Broncos quarterback Jay Cutler manages his sugar during what I can only assume to be an intense several hours every Sunday. I asked a friend of mine, who has type 1, how she managed her sugars when she recently ran a marathon. They were, predictably, up and down. But from a novice's standpoint, it seems like she may have had more luxury of stopping to treat a low or deal with a high. There are no TV timeouts in community marathoning, though.

When a professional sports team – and all that comes with it including your job, sponsorships, advertising, ad nauseum – are essentially riding on whether or not you can throw a football to a guy 50 yards down the field without getting sacked, the stakes are a little higher.

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As Type 2 diabetics, we're often told that the best thing we can do for ourselves is lose weight. And that's undeniably true. But no one tells you ahead of time how weird that process can be.

Now, I write about my own weight struggle a lot, so perhaps it's time for me to own up to some actual numbers. I'm not an "alert the media" level fat guy. When I was diagnosed with diabetes almost two years ago, I went on a panic-and-phentermine-fuled weight loss frenzy, and I lost about thirty pounds. At 6'2", I got down to about 205 pounds. So not Jude Law, but not Jabba the Hutt, either.

This was quite a difference from the worst of my college days, when I weighed (and I can't believe this, even as I type it) about 280 pounds. I was a mess, a big sloppy boozy lummox. I'd managed to lose about thirty of those pounds before I was even diagnosed, because let's face it, Dean Wormer in Animal House was right. "Fat, drunk and stupid is no way to go through life, son." (READ MORE)

This morning in the shower I tried to plan out what I would wear today. Brown capri pants, for sure, I thought. They are comfy and roomy. The shirt I wanted to wear, though, was waded up on a shelf. Seriously, I'm not in high school anymore, why don't I put my clean clothes away?

Anyway. The brown capris felt a little loose and looked pretty baggy as I looked myself over in the mirror. Hmph, I thought. Maybe the black capris would be better; I'm just not feeling this brown thing today.

Same deal with the black capris, but I was running out of time -- and clothing options -- so I went with the black ones. Whatever, I'm a desk jockey so I can live with it.

But the more I moved around the more I realized that my pants were actually too big! Not just a little loose, but like a size or two too big.

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A day late, and not a dollar, but a pound short; I'm here reporting in on my first week on the dLife Tummy Trim Challenge.  I didn't lose anything in week 1.  On the positive side, I didn't gain either.

I logged some of my food.  To be exact, 2 whole days and several partial days.  As my fellow blogger, Michelle Kowalski, also admitted this week; I am accepting the fact that I have a dysfunctional relationship with food. In other words, I eat for reasons other than fueling my body.  Because of this, logging my food both works well to help me reach my goals, and is incredibly hard to do. 

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I have been on this Weight Watchers program for a few months now. The weight has been lost and found over those months. Luckily more has been lost then found but it is definitely an up and down ordeal.


This Saturday's weigh in proved to be a very minor loss. It was only .4 lbs. Not even a whole pound! I was not happy but any loss is better then a gain. All day long I noticed that my shorts felt like they were going to fall off of me. For fear of looking like a dad trying to look cool with sagging pants, I continued to hike up my shorts all day long.


Well Sunday morning as I was getting ready for church I figured I should try using the next notch in my belt. When I pulled on my belt to put it on it easily pulled right to the next notch. The last notch. (READ MORE)

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Exercise! Do something! I can’t tell you how life-changing exercise and fitness is for me…but I’ll try!

So this morning I woke up, had some coffee and some breakfast, and then worked for 3 hours or so until I felt it was time to get in some physical activity. Since I’m in Florida at the moment I really am enjoying taking advantage of working out in the sun. It feels so good and I love that the sun aids in improving my circulation in my feet and my entire body. Definitely something that you guys out there can relate with.
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