No profound statements or intellectual quotes, I only wish all of us the happiest and healthiest of new years.
My treadmill has been buried in the chaos of our home renovation. It’s now unburied, still surrounded by boxes but – usable. I have no excuse now. There’s even a light above it so I can read or whatever while doing a morning walk. I don’t run – on a treadmill or anywhere else!
A friend gave us a yummy, delicious, huge rum cake. I’ve had three small pieces in the past week and finally have the insulin dose worked out. Tonight I sliced up the rest of the cake and wrapped each piece. They’re all in the freezer.
Last night we ate late and did not stay up for midnight. I decided to shut off my high alert on Dexcom so I could sleep. Woke up at 4am with a number near 300. Stood in the bathroom trying to think why that would have happened. Then I noticed that my inset was hanging off my Ping – and not attached to my leg. That made for a very annoying first day of this year.
I totally enjoyed all the posts with Christmas and holiday photos of families and kids and yes, even the PWD’s cats and other furry animals!
So – back to work tomorrow. Back on the treadmill, maybe… Back to some sort of schedule in our lives.
Happy New Year to my friends!