I feel like I have been moving at warp speed since Saturday. I’ve been desperate for some “down-time” so I could blog, but my breaks have been filled with emails and calls to prospective and current preschool families (this registrar job is more work than I expected) and the requisite housekeeping duties that I too easily pushed to the side with all the stuff going on lately. My days start at 4:45 with the sound of my phone alarm, and after nearly an hour of preparations I’m out the door for a run (we did 8 miles on Tuesday, but I forgot to start my nano, which my awesome hubby fixed for me). I usually have a few moments when I return to clean up the yard, weed, empty the dishwasher, or stop for provisions at the grocery store, then it’s on to the shower and hustle bustle of a house with two children under 5 waking up. The day officially “begins,” and it’s 13 hours straight of tending to my kids needs and the needs of the house until bedtime comes and I get some me time, which as of late means I collapse on the couch and am snoring by 9:30. My body just needs to adjust to the start of training and the increased mileage that comes with it. I also need to make an effort to sit down at some point during the day and breathe, which would do wonders for my overall mood, my patience level with the kids, and my blood sugars.

I got hooked up on my CGM yesterday, and I’m currently watching my numbers steadily rise since breakfast. I’m anxious to see what happens to them before lunch. I have been bottoming out lately at about 11:30. I was at 48 the other day before lunch, which is always fun when you have two children whining and crying that they are hungry while you attempt to prepare mac and cheese with hands shaking like an alcoholic’s in church.

I didn’t get woken up with an alarm in the middle of the night, which is amazing given the number of alarms that are programmed into this thing. After set-up, I expected to sound like some kind of walking time-bomb, but thankfully that hasn’t been the case. I was also happily surprised at the ease of insertion…hardly any blood and just a small sting (totally opposite from my experience last year that resulted in lots of blood and a golf-ball size bruise). I’ll let you know how it goes when I’m flying solo at the next sensor change.

My first run with my sensor was an easy 4 miles and resulted in a nice steady line of blood sugars in the 150 range. It’s beginning to sink in that this technology is going to completely change my training. The sensor will allow me to prevent both highs and lows on a run, which will optimize the time I spend on the road, and when you are a mama of two, that time is priceless and hard to come by. I’m really looking forward to Saturday night when I get to race with it for the first time, but I am usually worthless in the evening, and given that this 5K starts at 7, I’m not expecting much in the way of speed, but I will get a peek at what effect adrenaline has on my blood sugars.

Kyle and I are hoping to reconnect this weekend and celebrate 7 years of marriage. He’s working on the plans, and I’m happily going along for the ride. It’s nice to have someone take care of me for a change. My only goal is that I stay awake for the festivities…