There's no crying in spin class, except when there is.

Today marks Hannah's third time spinning with me.  Because of our summer schedule, I am not getting as much outdoor ride time as I probably should so I am subbing in some spin classes.  The first time, my plan was for the kids to sit and read  while I rode.  There was another girl spinning so Hannah decided she wanted to try it.  In flip flops.

She was amazing!  I thought she might give up after 15 min or so, but she tackled the whole class- theme mountains of the world for the record!  So the following week, she was ready on Tuesday morning with her tennis shoes and water bottle.

This morning, we once again headed off to spin class.  She was low last night and woke up lowish.  Had more carbs for breakfast than usual, but no protein. (Hindsight and all that)  On the way to class, her blood sugar was already dropping from her breakfast peak.  180 double down arrows on her CGM.  A meter check confirmed 138.  She suspended her basal for an hour and ate two pb crackers with no insulin.  About 20 min into class, she was still trending down and ate two more crackers.  About 15 minutes later, she said she felt low and wanted smarties.  Would she get off her bike?  LOL no!  So I grabbed her smarties and gave them to her, feeling like her pit crew.

And that's when I had to "wipe the sweat from my face"  for longer than normal.  Spin class is hard, hard for me, someone who has a functioning pancreas.  Throw in balancing your blood sugar? Unreal. I am just so, so proud of this girl who does all this with a smile on her face. 

This is why I can't stop pedaling. She has shown me time and time again that she IS.NOT.STOPPING. So what if my spin towel is a little more damp than usual. 

Cheating winter, just a little

It warmed up to a balmy 50 degrees yesterday so Hannah and I headed out for a ride. We headed to Cedarville where the trail is less shaded so the snow was virtually nonexistent. 

Not a long ride, but it was nice to get out. 

Groundhog Day:D Style

A few weeks ago, I got my lunchtime call from school and hear, "Ditto."  Hannah's school nurse and I shared a good laugh over the fact that not only did I pack the exact same amount of lunch carbs for her, her pre-lunch blood sugar was exactly the same as the day before.  In diabetes, nothing stays the same for very long.  Blink and what worked yesterday doesn't work today. So this rare repeat day was fun. 

Today after spinning, one of the semi-regulars came up to talk to me.  He complimented me on the fact that I was there every time he is and that I was making progress.  It caught me a little off guard; this was the same guy that was there my very first class when I thought I was going to pass out.  It made me realize I've made a decent amount of progress in the last two months.  Even with missing several classes due to the holidays and all our crazy weather lately; I'm not the same spinner I was two months ago.  You do the same thing week after week and don't notice the changes until someone brings it to your attention. 

Riding on Faith

I closed my eyes and hit register. It's official- I'm riding in La Crosse this year!!!!

It's scary; I haven't figured out how I'm going to get in all my training hours with a traveling husband and two kids in tow. I haven't figured out if I can actually raise my required minimum. But, I've got a little bit'a faith in myself and a whole lot of faith that God has a plan for this. I'll be relying on his grace and mercy as I tackle the next seven months. Eek!!!!