<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881</id><updated>2011-08-01T14:25:51.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Tone Tri's for Diabetes</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-3214963489092371700</id><published>2010-02-22T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T09:58:06.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh How I Long For Race Day...</title><content type='html'>Wow!  A lot has changed since my last post.  I apologize for the hiatus and will promise more commentary to come.  The biggest change for me has been work.  I now promote our company's insulins.  I have always wanted to be in the diabetes market for work.  It has been truly a wonderful experience discussing this disease with health care professionals.  My own stories have been met with open arms to date! &lt;br /&gt;Enough about work, here's where I am with fitness.  As usual, I will be honest.  A few weeks ago on my 3rd week of continuous training in the basement, the treadmill broke.  The deck split in half.  Thankfully I was on it at the time and not more precious cargo like the 3 women I live with.  So with that malfunction and 2 feet of snow on the ground I have taken up nothing!! Except for a few days on the wind trainer.  I really long for a good hill ride on Madonna when the weather breaks.  I'm not such a tough guy to bike in the cold.  We joined a local fitness center for the equipment.  Tonight will be our first venture into that big unknown.  My plan is to drag Missy with me as much as possible.  We tend to do well when we know we can do something together.  &lt;br /&gt;My diabetes has been pretty solid.  The omnipod and my Ralph have really provided some great convenience for such an hour by hour disease.  I just added a continuous glucose monitor to help me get tighter control of my numbers.  It's only been a week but the people at that company have been as nice as the omnipod people.  I can already see a difference.  Tonight will be a good test for the monitor when I am at the gym.  &lt;br /&gt;I hope I can grab an audience again for this site.  I felt like I was much more accountable to workouts when I was sharing my thoughts a couple of times per week.  My next post will be to let you know my goals for the year and hopefully commit to a few events.  I know it will be a challenge to compete with Facebook!  Without momentum and the lack of a big "army", I need some Go Big Tones again.  My ears are open...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-3214963489092371700?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/3214963489092371700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=3214963489092371700' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/3214963489092371700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/3214963489092371700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-how-i-long-for-race-day.html' title='Oh How I Long For Race Day...'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-1547533840028595917</id><published>2009-09-20T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T18:40:06.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Early to Bed and Early To Tri</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SrbZXGuZ5_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/l4FpnlvKVBM/s1600-h/Sept+09+Tri+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SrbZXGuZ5_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/l4FpnlvKVBM/s320/Sept+09+Tri+002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383729395533473778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the Marshman Creek Triathlon.  A 1/4 mile swim in Marsh Creek State Park Lake, a 12.5 mile bike up and down the hills of Chester County, and a 2 mile trail run up and back.  Sounds simple.  Actually, by comparison, it was!  &lt;br /&gt;This was Kiki's big day.  She was "inspired" at the Philly Tri to complete an event like a tri.  She was so enthusiastic.  She started swim class, borrowed a bike from Uncle Kip, and swore she was never running again.  The J Clan Van rolled into town around 8PM and Missy had dinner just about ready.  Shrimp pasta for our carb load.  They brought a marianted London Broil which was great.  Our plans to be in bed asleep by 10 with a full belly was delayed a little bit but definitely in bed by midnight.  Great news unless you were meeting everyone for the caravan to the tri at 5AM! Missy and I loaded into their car and met the ever supportive Big Tone's Mom and Dad who dragged Missy's parents along this time.  They seemed sure a triathlon would be an event worth watching!  The reason for leaving so early was to avoid walking the 1.5 miles from overflow parking down to the lake where the tranisition area as located.  My biggest conern for the morning.  &lt;br /&gt;Upon our arrival the air temperature was around 50 degrees and the lake was shrouded in fog.  With the fishing piers and the fog, Missy likened the scene to a horror flick.  She's always coming up with those "comforting" thoughts.  Thanks, honey.  Ha Our first obstacle was the fact that Kiki did not bring her ID to check in.  I had to vouch for her with the event people.  I told them almost everything about her that I know!  They gave her the race packet anyway.  She seemed calm but surely was a bit nervous.  Our next concern was getting in line for our "biologic stop".  A line of 2 dozen port o potties is a great place to bond with other triathletes.  The looks of nerves, the odd pre race routines, the smell of said port o potties, and the sounds of racers vomiting to ensure they are at proper race weight.  I chose to pick a different stall than vomit boy in front of me!  &lt;br /&gt;The National Anthem was great.  I just absolutely love hearing that song before any workout or race.  I know I've said that before... I eased into the water with a little trepidation.  The water temp was actually warmer than the air temp which was kind of weird.  The last thing I heard from our crowd was from my dad.  He said, remember, one stroke at a time.  I was just hoping and telling myself not to panic, breath too quickly and enter into the same state of mind and body as the near death experience as my last tri.  Well, he had a point.  When I started, I just kept telling myself to find a rhythm and take one stroke at a time.  I got out to the first bouy and wasn't breathing hard or feeling like I would need a kayak break.  As I turned at the first bouy towards line towards the swim out, I spotted Missy's PSU sweatshirt and my mom's breast cancer fleece.  I tried to wave big enough for them to see me but small enough so I wouldn't seem like I was in distress to the life guards.  They saw me and I felt pretty confident.  I spotted a blow up light house by the swim out and just "Ashley B"-coached breast stroked to the end.  My goggles were very foggy and I could barely see the swim out. Despite my visual impairment, I could still make out the outline of Big Al on the shore!  He's really not that hard to spot!  I called out to him just so he could see me since they really had no idea where I was and I saw him turn around and look back.  Later, he told me I thought something happened and I had to quick the swim and I was behind him.  Silly, Al, there's no quit in Big Tone.&lt;br /&gt;I waited in the transition area for Kiki to finish.  She did great!  She finished her swim in just about a minute quicker than me.  We headed out on the bike together and were determined to finish as a team.  Our biggest obstacle on these hills was not the incline but the cold.  Wet and in the shade, our fingers felt fronzen and cold toes in wet socks made it a bit uncomfortable.  We pressed on.  Except for Kiki chatting it up with other cyclists on the first of the return hills we pushed on to slice 10 minutes off our bike time from last weekend where we gave it a good dry run.  The run came and went without a hitch.  We ran to the hill, walked up the hill, got some water at the turn, and ran to the finish.  It felt great.  We were very happy.  The fans were absolutely great.  We got high fives from everyone.  I couldn't believe how much better I felt compard to the last time.  My only goal was to be strong enough to help Kiki on her first tri adventure and I think I did that. As for the diabetes, my blood sugars were great too.  183 after the swim and 146 after the bike.  No worries there.  I had some sports beans on the way out to the run just for good measure.  My mom was there to take my trash.  Just like I was 8! Ha&lt;br /&gt;So thanks for all the pre race well wishes.  Thanks to our crew at the race.  It means a lot to see familiar faces when you are streaming by.  And thanks Kiki for making my tri year fun, challenging, and rewarding.  &lt;br /&gt;So, what's next for Big Tone?  Stay tuned...Go Big Tone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-1547533840028595917?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/1547533840028595917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=1547533840028595917' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/1547533840028595917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/1547533840028595917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2009/09/early-to-bed-and-early-to-tri.html' title='Early to Bed and Early To Tri'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SrbZXGuZ5_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/l4FpnlvKVBM/s72-c/Sept+09+Tri+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-4289148212871783722</id><published>2009-09-11T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T19:00:51.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Raise your hand if you missed the blog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/Sqr_z43eByI/AAAAAAAAAFA/5kbj-fiDf0o/s1600-h/Phila+Crohn%27s+Run+Fam+Beach+051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/Sqr_z43eByI/AAAAAAAAAFA/5kbj-fiDf0o/s320/Phila+Crohn%27s+Run+Fam+Beach+051.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380393971750930210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tri day has come and gone and so have many many days of summer fun without working out.  The day after the Philly Tri I committed to compete with Kiki in the Marshman Creek Tri on Sept 20.  I thought I could get 8 weeks of swimming workouts in, plenty of biking with Don, a few more 5K's, and lose 20 pounds to look good in my wetsuit.  Here's what actually happened.  I got Ashley B(my official favorite B) to give me some stroke tips and only really worked in the MSA pool about 6 times in those 8 weeks.  I biked with Don a few times.  He started biking to work(way to go Don.  Good for you and good for the green cause) and I got a flat the first time out on an early morning ride.  Missy came to pick me up in her pj's around 6:30AM.  She is a trooper.  I ran a few 5K's, including one for Crohn's Disease that was held at the beach in OCNJ. See pic.  This was special because of the cause and the beach.  I ran for my mom, sister, and Lil Patty.  They struggle with a disease that can really keep them from running a 5K day on sick days.  I loved smelling the sea air for the entire run.  It was on that weekend we spent the last of the summer with Sports and we all had a great family weekend.  Thanks for coming Mom and Dad.  My mom got the race shirt and she has worn it a few times with pride, as she should.  I also ran a 5K called Thirsty Thursday.  You run a flat 5K on the trail and finish at a bar and your number gets you one free beer.  That's all we needed to hear for Don and I to run.  Well, he ran, and did well in the 90+ degree heat and humidity.  I mostly ran, walked a bit, and was glad not to pass out from the over exertion.  The beer was good and cold though!  That pretty much sums up my training so far.  &lt;br /&gt;Sept 20 is rapidly approaching and I need to be strong to support my long time friend, Kiki.  She was moved to register for this event while watching the Philly Tri with the Big Tone Tri Army.  She is a solid woman with a great family.  Patrick and the kids are huge fans and they will get a good show next weekend in Downingtown.  So, I staked out the bike course, which I heard was "hilly", so I could tamp down Kiki's fears.  Well, her fear is real.  These hills are way more than the Cecil to Chestertown ride she has the ability to train on.  I get to ride through some valleys to prepare so they weren't as shocking.  Plus, although I set no land speed records, my absolute favorite part of swimming, biking and running is climbing a good steep hill on Madonna.  I don't know why, it's just gives me a rush.  I made the loop a week or so ago and found myself smiling pounding the pedals up the mile 9 of 11 climb.  I hope I can provide Kiki the same support she gave me on the day of the Philly Tri.  &lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I didn't lose the 20 pounds either.  We have been to the beach so many times, happy hour'd a bunch and survived a week with Aimee in town that included a world tour of restaurants of home where we had to have consumed 25000 calories!  My pants still fit but I doubt I will be included in Tri Magazine calendar shoot in my wetsuit.  &lt;br /&gt;The Bean started high school, Sports is on the downhill side of college, the NFL is officially started and Missy has already pulled her winter muckluk pj's from the attic so training time will be limited.  Remember everyone, don't let "life" get in the way of exercise.  Set winter goals.  Football and holidays are most definitely going to include calories so put burning calories in your day.  &lt;br /&gt;And when you wake up next Sunday, give a little shout out the window for Go Big Tone and Kiki...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-4289148212871783722?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/4289148212871783722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=4289148212871783722' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/4289148212871783722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/4289148212871783722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2009/09/raise-your-hand-if-you-missed-blog.html' title='Raise your hand if you missed the blog.'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/Sqr_z43eByI/AAAAAAAAAFA/5kbj-fiDf0o/s72-c/Phila+Crohn%27s+Run+Fam+Beach+051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-5676131735530204078</id><published>2009-07-13T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T09:27:11.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Tri" to get out and exercise today!</title><content type='html'>After a week off and trying to underwhelm my calendar, I was back in the pool last week.  I think I may have a target for a swim instructor.  I wear the family swim cap to try and channel their energy so I think I'll try to trick them into thinking I could teach them to bike if they teach me to breath in the pool!  We went south for a quick trip.  Mom and Dad got to meet all our MD friends.  Even went on the boat and picked crabs.  While we were there, our tri team grew in size.  Kip, Karen, and Meg are now interested in competing.  I think that sounds like a need for a team jersey!!  I'm thinking Red and Black (both our girls college colors; ha ha Beaner!!).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you were thinking you should quit worrying about how you might look in a bathing suit and just picked cookouts as your event of choice, read this entry by Peter, another diabetic triathlete from Canada.  He volunteered to be a guide for blind participants in a triathlon recently.  I guarantee you that if you cut and paste the link into your browser and read the entire post, you will most certainly find time to do some sort of athletic activity today and the rest of this week.  Thanks Peter.&lt;br /&gt;http://petermcdrunning.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Big Tone and the Tri Team!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-5676131735530204078?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/5676131735530204078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=5676131735530204078' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/5676131735530204078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/5676131735530204078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2009/07/tri-to-get-out-and-exercise-today.html' title='&quot;Tri&quot; to get out and exercise today!'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-8511045459827290780</id><published>2009-06-28T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T14:52:34.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There's no "I" in TEAM and no "QUIT" in BIG TONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SkfmF9kS5AI/AAAAAAAAAE4/gqYOrgNjbeU/s1600-h/big+tone+tri+088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SkfmF9kS5AI/AAAAAAAAAE4/gqYOrgNjbeU/s320/big+tone+tri+088.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352499672253654018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday in Philadelphia brought the end to part of my journey.  I finished the Philadelphia Insurance Companies Sprint Distance Triathlon in 2 hours 46 minutes.  That is how the story ends.  Let me help you all understand how it went.&lt;br /&gt;Friday was a busy day.  Lunch with the girls and my mom before Kiki, Missy, and I went to pick up numbers.  Traffic and a market stop only allowed us to get there around 5.  I was hoping for 3.  My numbers were ready along with the other 1800 racers (I was one of 1800.  Not sure how many others had a blog and as big of an army behing them!).  I thought this scene would make me nervous but I officially got excited for the race.  We saw Ralph and his family.  They seemed ready, too.  We were supposed to get home in time for a nice pasta meal.  That turned into a 9:30 pick up of Victor's pizza.  It was good but not what I planned.  Only then did I start to gather my gear for the race.  I stuffed my backpack with as much gear as I thought I would need.  Then out to attach the bike rack on Kiki's car, in the dark.  So much for a relaxing evening before the big day.  Bedtime turned out to be around 11:30.  I was shooting for 9...&lt;br /&gt;Saturday's alarm sounded at 4:30AM but Missy and I were already awake.  I put the bike on the car, my parents arrived around 5 and we all piled into Kiki's car on our way by 5:30.  Smooth ride to the event with a bit of a wait to park.  I listened to a playlist I created the day before.  My parents caught me listening and going through my swim bike run routine.  I even removed my hat for the star spangled banner.  Everyone was loose as we walked down to the transition area.  I had to use the facilities no less than 3 times pre race.  I still wasn't nervous.  About 1 hour before I would set out for the swim I got my wetsuit on.  I got in the river for a warm up.  The water was pleasant but the current was more swift than it looked.  I still felt good.  I said my goodbyes to my team/confidence/fan club.  All the racers gathered by wave, off to the side of the transition area, each in their different colored swim cap.  I was in the bright yellow group, a bunch of over 200lbs guys aged 40 or more wearing wetsuits.  Quite a sight to say the least!!  Pre race national anthem was next.  It was at this point I thought I was receiving my last bit of motivation.  The singer was a 12 year old girl named Emily who had just kicked brain cancer.  She sang live and beautifully.  I nearly cried, of course, but I added the Let's Go Muhls at the end and I figured that if a 12 year old girl could beat cancer then sing to a couple thousand strangers, I could certainly finish this race.  It was about an hour wait til our group was next.  As I entered the water, the timer warned us to be careful because they were pulling people out more than other years and that the lifeguards were saying it seemed like you were swimming uphill.  Thanks for the motivation...  I got off to a decent start, for about 50M.  I got tired almost immediately and switched from breaststroke to side stroke.  The current was way stronger than I initially thought.  Also, I really wasn't prepared for the bumping, kicking and groping by all the other swimmers.  It prevented me from finding any kind of rhythm.  It took all I could muster just to advance myself on the course.  I flipped over to my back in a sculling stroke.  From that position, at least I felt myself catching my breath.  I was taking in water the whole time, too.  My breathing was labored.  I was only around the 200M mark and I was spent.  I looked around at all the other swimmers having trouble, too.  There were a few being pulled out by the lifeguards.  Some were hanging on to kayaks which is legal as long as you don't advance yourself on the course with aid.  I alternated between sculling on my back and side stroke and I felt the end coming.  This blog, my sister from far away, the fundraising people, and the entire community went through my mind.  I thought, at least I tried.  Everyone would understand that it was very hard and at least I tried.  But just when I felt like I was getting no where and it might be time to admit defeat, I spotted a look out area by the bridge.  There were a lot of spectators standing and watching.  The area kind of looks like the Kelly's Lock lookout, if you're from here you know what I mean.  Sports and Bean surprised me that morning by making brightly colored t shirts and used paint to make them say Go Big Tone.  Out of the corner of my foggy wet goggles, I spotted them.  Then I saw my mom in the bright pink shirt she was wearing.  From there I could piece together the rest of the group(Missy was wearing a new grey underarmour tank; strangely, although I was nearly drowning and ready to quit a race I've prepared for nine months to do I remembered everyone's wardrobe!).  It was then that between deep gasps for air I could hear a familiar chant.  One that has been self created and necessary.  There were at least a dozen people yelling "Go Big Tone!!"  They somehow spotted me with binoculars.  They even got another family there to support their triathlete to yell for me too.  I gave them half a wave and turned towards them for the side stroke.  It was at that moment I realized I was not in this alone.  I didn't deserve to decide to remove my swim cap and get pulled out by the emergency people on boats.  That wasn't fair to them, to you, to anyone who has said Go Big Tone in the last 9 months.  Yes, I was struggling but with their cheers I knew I had to finish the event.  I wish I could say that the rest of the swim was easy and I flew to the finish but that was not the case.  The current was strong but I used their enthusiasm to fuel my determination.  As I passed under the bridge towards the turn bouy, I could even hear my dad yell, "You're almost half way there!" It brought me back to when I could hear his voice at the playground across the railroad tracks when he would yell for me to come home for dinner.  I got to the bouy expecting it to get easier with the downstream.  There was another guy who looked stronger than me but quite disoriented.  He was swimming dangerously off course around the turns.  I stopped to flag down a guard in a kayak to let him know I thought he was asking for help.  I got into a decent downstream kick which lasted for about 200M.  I was breathing hard but at least I was advancing.  I peeked a few times to make sure I was still on course. Then the current stopped helping me.  Throughout the whole time, I think I must have been taking on water more than I thought.  By the time I got to the J turn with nothing left but a 100M cross river to the finish, it became difficult to breath and I felt like I could vomit.  I summoned a kayak and treaded water with a float to catch my breath.  Two other swimmers did the same.  The female athlete said to us, let's swim to the next kayak 50M away and then surge to the finish, which was another 25M.  We set out together.  I guess we all felt like there was a strength in numbers!  I had a decent breastroke rhythm going cross stream.  The other two were headed to the kayak but I didn't want to stop.  I just wanted out of the water.  I got to about 25M from the finsish.  That is the distance from one side of the pool to the other.  One lap! I was out of breath and starting to panic again.  I actually had a thought that I now understand how people who know how to swim drown.  A guard on a kayak spotted me and threw me a line.  She was able to put me back into a straight line to the finish.  I stayed there for a few minutes.  She told me I only had one surge and that I could do it.  I set off and focused on the volunteers waving everyone in.  To the very last stroke, it was hard.  Very hard.  I longed for the black stripe at the bottom of the pool.&lt;br /&gt;My next worry was the folks watching for me to emerge.  Missy told me she was worried and a little confused.  Confused meaing how could it possibly take that long to swim that short loop?? Ha ha.  When I got out, I saw her.  I gave her what I though was a big smile and a hearty thumbs up just so she knew I was ok.  The pictures we reviewed afterwards revealed a different story.  She told me later that I looked spent.  I found my bike, checked my blood sugar (it was on the high side which is exactly how I wanted it), and changed for the ride.  I was in no hurry.  I forgot a towel to do some drying off but since I was nearly alone in the transition area, the guy next to me had a towel out.  I'm sure he didn't mind me using it!  I got Madonna and headed to the right out of transition.  Too bad for me that the bike out portion was to the left of transition.  Once my disoriented self figured out I was going the wrong way I was ok.  I got to see everyone when I started the bike.  I kept telling them I was ok and I could still get this done.  They were cheering loudly and giving me confidence the whole way.  Taking pictures like I was Jordan or Armstrong.  It, once again, fueld me.  I heard Missy say there were more fans further along.  After a block or so I saw my parents sitting with Patty and Bon Bon.  They, too, fueled me with some Go Big Tone's.  The first two miles of the ride were slow and I needed to shake that swim.  Once I made the first turn up and over the bridge, I found a groove.  I loved the ride.  I took in the sights and even got up over 30mph on the downhill.  I spotted the girls and gave them a high five before I made the turn to the second loop and told them I was having fun.  The second loop was fun, too.  I dismounted with my group right there for more encouragement.  I got my running shoes, grabbed some water and found my way to the run.&lt;br /&gt;Here's where I thought it would be easier.  Just a flat 5K in the sun seeing the city nearly the entire time.  Once I got my legs under me I started to pick up speed.  However, when by breathing accelerated, I began to cough and that vomit feeling came back.  I will spare you all the details of the items I was eliminating with those coughs.  So, I ran, then walked.  Actually, Marcy, you would have said it was a jog.  I did this to the turn and then some.  Every time I started to run, I would have to cough up more river water.  My legs felt great and my mind was positive.  It was my lungs that were preventing me from going faster.  Then I spotted the familiar stride of our good friend, Kiki.  She hopped onto the course to walk with me.  She was concerned because of the time.  I told her about the coughing and the water.  She guided me in, like the air traffic controller would talk in a plane full of people.  She pointed out a spot where I could finish with a good stride and everyone was there to receive me.  I got to the spot and took off.  &lt;br /&gt;Nine months of training, over 60 blog posts, 2 successful fundraisers, and a whole lot of Go Big Tone's were behind me and only the finish was in front of me.  I finished a triathlon!  That was my goal, for me, for the girls, and for everyone who supported me.  I told my group that the ONLY thing preventing me from giving up after about 200M in the water was their presence and support.  I meant it.  I hope they all realized that.  &lt;br /&gt;Cold water and a change of clothes made for an easy tranisition back to normal.  We made the trek back up to the Expo area in the park.  I had a couple of ice cold Amstel's and the triathlon experience was over.  A great celebration dinner at Austin's and an early turn in.  The only injuries were  sore feet and a few blisters.  &lt;br /&gt;Once again, thank you to everyone.  For everything.  From beginning to end.  I truly appreciate it and want to share my accomplishment with you all.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 20, 2009.  Downingtown.  With Kiki.  Go Big Tone (times 2)!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-8511045459827290780?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/8511045459827290780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=8511045459827290780' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/8511045459827290780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/8511045459827290780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2009/06/theres-no-i-in-team-and-no-quit-in-big.html' title='There&apos;s no &quot;I&quot; in TEAM and no &quot;QUIT&quot; in BIG TONE'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SkfmF9kS5AI/AAAAAAAAAE4/gqYOrgNjbeU/s72-c/big+tone+tri+088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-3420294592345744014</id><published>2009-06-21T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T17:00:54.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The final leg, the very wet US Open, and a day for dads</title><content type='html'>I pretty much acted like I deserved some kind of day of doing nothing.  I started the day by having coffee and bagels with the paper and all four of us at the dining room table.  That, by far, is my favorite thing to do.  We chatted about the movie we saw yesterday, how good the french toast bagel was, and whatever it was that Sports does on a Saturday night.  No thoughts or talk of a triathlon.  Went to see my folks before lunch.  More Sunday talk and off to our favorite restaurant.  I had the pulled pork and a couple of IPA's.  Good stuff.  Hardly the meal of any athlete.  We visited with Missy's parents to watch some golf.  That was fun with no running water (funny story for another time.  Just ask and I'll tell it to you sometime).  Barely a mention that there was some great feat of endurance only 6 days away.  I did get to tell my dad why I think he's the greatest one on the planet.  I told him he ALWAYS made himself available to me as a dad and that, above any other quality, is what I hope to come close to in fatherhood myself.  That quality should be considered by any dad who might read this.  Thanks, Dad.&lt;br /&gt;My point here is that some of my own training and a whole lot of encouragement from you soldiers in the Big Tone Tri Army is what got me here.  This will be my last post before the race.  I plan on 3 days of workouts, 2 days of rest, and one of complete fun and accomplishment for all of us.  To remind you all, I know I will be one of over 2000 people to complete a triathlon in Philadelphia Saturday morning and I will not set any records.  But my goal of being a triathlete and teaching our two daughters to set goals and reach them, no matter how far out they seem, is the most important thing of the day!  &lt;br /&gt;For a few thank you's; Mom and Aimee, thank you for all the constant posts.  As I have said, I read them always and sometimes more than once.  It has made a bigger difference than you will probably ever realize.  For all the non-posters but true readers, your comments of "I read the blog today. Great job" or "I just caught myself up with the website. Keep it up" have added fuel to my fire.  For my Missy, you complete me (no sappy Jerry Maguire jokes here, please).  You defintiely propel me through everything I do.  And lastly, Sports and Bean.  More than anything, I hope to inspire you to be the greatest you can be and that is defined not by money, trophies, or conquests but getting out and just making a difference in the world.  No matter how small or large.  I've always got your back.  &lt;br /&gt;I will update after the event and hope the story will be grand!  Remember, they call the person who finishes the triathlon last a triathlete. &lt;br /&gt;Go Big Tone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-3420294592345744014?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/3420294592345744014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=3420294592345744014' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/3420294592345744014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/3420294592345744014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2009/06/final-leg-very-wet-us-open-and-day-for.html' title='The final leg, the very wet US Open, and a day for dads'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-8726997617311753118</id><published>2009-06-15T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T05:43:48.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rounding third...</title><content type='html'>Less than two weeks away from the big event and I'm still feeling nervous and excited.  I have been on a steady bike, run, bike/run workout schedule for the last few weeks.  I still haven't gotten down to see the actual swim start but I will before the big day.  Finally I have entered and begun using a temporary basal profile for my omnipod while I am working out.  This seems to make for better Type I results.  Also, I really think my blood sugar needs to be around 200 the morning of the race at start.  That will really keep having a low off my mind.  &lt;br /&gt;Once I get through this week, I will have to begin somewhat of a taper.  I will put Thursday and Friday of next week in as rest days with short workouts for the beginning of the week.  I will be expecting some Tri mail this week.  My "Athlete Information Packet" should come today or tomorrow hopefully answering some logistical questions.  &lt;br /&gt;Other than that, keep the cheers coming.  Go Big Tone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-8726997617311753118?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/8726997617311753118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=8726997617311753118' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/8726997617311753118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/8726997617311753118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2009/06/rounding-third.html' title='Rounding third...'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-8129733258677129630</id><published>2009-06-04T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T06:26:24.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fighting Diabetes One Beer and a Slice at a Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SifBkHgwSaI/AAAAAAAAAEw/e0NhcKiU1fE/s1600-h/Happy+Hour+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SifBkHgwSaI/AAAAAAAAAEw/e0NhcKiU1fE/s320/Happy+Hour+028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343452309134264738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mario, Pizza Man as he might be known around town, agreed to let me get behind his bar to work for tips for diabetes.  I was hoping for some family and friends to come in and give me a hard time and tip a little more generous than an average cocktail at a random bar.  That was my hope.  What developed last night at Margherita's was an incredible example of community and awareness and friendship.  We had more than 50 people stop by for a beer or camp out for the whole event!  It was a lot of fun, although I prefer to be on the stool side of the bar.  I don't think I made too many order errors.  My mom and dad even drank a shot.  Aimee, you won't even know them when you see them in July!!  Ha ha&lt;br /&gt;The big story of the evening was the generosity.  The total donation amount is over $700 counting tips and donations sent prior!!!  This community can really rise above an occassion.  The American Diabetes Association will put these funds towards education and research so that our families, friends, neighbors, and strangers with diabetes can better live with the disease and strive to find ways to eliminate it.  Every single person that contributed to the event should beam with pride.  Thank you all very very much.  I will compete with all of you in my heart and my mind on June 27 because together we make the difference, not just on our own. &lt;br /&gt;So, when you see the news tonight and read stories of terrible events happening all over neighborhoods everywhere, think of this.  Just like in the tv show, Happy Days, our town has an Arnold's.  A place where we all can go and feel comfortable and loved.  A locally owned gathering spot that our kids can go and we feel safe.  It's a place where if there's a cause to rally behind, we know where to meet.  Everyone was there last night.  Arnold (see pic), Mr and Mrs Cunningham, Richie, Potsie, Ralph, Fonz, Joanie, Chachi, and the whole community.  Just like the tv show made us feel good about what we watched, we all got that feeling last night.  &lt;br /&gt;Go Big Tone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-8129733258677129630?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/8129733258677129630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=8129733258677129630' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/8129733258677129630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/8129733258677129630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2009/06/fighting-diabetes-one-beer-and-slice-at.html' title='Fighting Diabetes One Beer and a Slice at a Time!'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SifBkHgwSaI/AAAAAAAAAEw/e0NhcKiU1fE/s72-c/Happy+Hour+028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-4166075004595258839</id><published>2009-05-29T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T05:59:24.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a Deep Breath</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/Sh_biqMT5gI/AAAAAAAAAEo/A0g3lY1B2Eg/s1600-h/Maryland+%2709+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/Sh_biqMT5gI/AAAAAAAAAEo/A0g3lY1B2Eg/s320/Maryland+%2709+010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341229071572657666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the rare instances where Aimee is right, I have not updated in almost a month.  That's because the streak lightening fast month of May always gets the best of us, tri training notwithstanding.  Ok, since we last left our "heroes", we saw the Eagles play hoops at MHS.  Bean got all the autographs and Mike H. chatted up Hank Baskett sitting in the stands.  I bet he asked him about Kendra.  Brent did a great job! We celebrated Bean's 14 and Sports 20.  Bean just keeps getting smarter and funnier and Sports is getting older and more mature-ish.  We are proud of both of them.  We honored all the mother's mid month.  I am very proud of mine and my kids!  They are honor worthy every day of the year.  Cabo has been in and out of trouble for the last few weeks.  I felt he was having a good day a week ago or so and left him out of his crate while I ran the trail.  He left me a living room nearly full of furniture stuffing upon my sweaty return.  Thank you for that, Cabo! The four of us plus one attended Memorial Day weekend at the Jones Resort.  Always a lot of fun.  Boating, swimming in their lackluster 3 waterfall only pool, and seeing fine people we usually only see once a year made for some great memories.  See picture.  &lt;br /&gt;On to training.  While in the not so deep south, I donned my wetsuit and swam 1/2 mile upstream with Capt. Patrick and his first mate Missy watching my every stroke.  There were lots of them.  30 minutes of fighting like a salmon!  Much different than the MHS pool with it's pretty little black stripe on the bottom for measure and lack of a current.  I finished that and hopped on the bike.  Good experience to recall for tri day.  I have been biking and running a bit.  Good workout the other day.  10 miles to the Rappo's and back and a mile by foot on the trail.  I didn't feel whipped at the end.  I will keep that up for the next few weeks and try to find another swim venue at least once.  I have had a few bikes and runs where my blood sugar has dropped.  Not a pretty scene.  Thankfully, there are coke cans and sports beans always within reach.  Well, almost always, right Missy??  They will go in my saddle bag first thing.&lt;br /&gt;Please please please join my in raising some money for the American Diabetes Association on JUNE 3rd, WEDNESDAY, AT MARGARITA'S IN MUHLENBERG FROM 5:00 - 7:30PM.  I will be the "celebrity bartender" for the happy hour.  All my tips from the shift will be donated to diabetes as a fundraiser for my Tri for Diabetes.  I hope to see many many Big Tone Tri Army soldiers there so we can drink, be merry, laugh with friends and family, and do all that for a good cause.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-4166075004595258839?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/4166075004595258839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=4166075004595258839' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/4166075004595258839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/4166075004595258839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2009/05/take-deep-breath.html' title='Take a Deep Breath'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/Sh_biqMT5gI/AAAAAAAAAEo/A0g3lY1B2Eg/s72-c/Maryland+%2709+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-3973263451383986358</id><published>2009-05-07T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T20:26:28.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Run to Inspire, Inspired to Run!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SgOl4u1BDZI/AAAAAAAAAEg/3Z-8cZhuqio/s1600-h/iphone+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SgOl4u1BDZI/AAAAAAAAAEg/3Z-8cZhuqio/s320/iphone+002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333288777798454674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of wish there were 8 days in a week since I put myself on a schedule to train into the event, 8 weeks from this weekend!  Most days are days with double event routines.  A lot of it is building up the run.  60 minutes of running the week or so before the event.  2 weeks before the event, Sunday's workout is 30 minutes of all three.  But the secret to preparation is strength training.  I do like lifting weights.  We have a nice dumbell set that all four of us use in one way or another.  Of course, Sports brought a few up to the living room over Christmas break and they are still there.  The weather, too, is helping.  I have been able to get some nice spring runs out and around the church.  I appreciate all the Go Big Tone's (thank you Eric).  My weakness is finding time to swim.  I can get to the school at 6AM on a Monday and Wednesday but that has been rather challenging.  I think that if I continue to double up the bike/run and swim when I can I'll be ok.  Also, over Memorial Day weekend, I'll be taking my Aquaman getup to the Chester River for some boat supervised open water swimming.  I can already hear the peanut gallery comments! I already got to try out the cold water, though.  The Y pool was open a few weeks ago and Steve and Michele said I should give it a go.  55 degrees and no audience would give me a good experience.  Well, I tried to do that on my own but luckily Michele hadn't left because she had the nightmarish chore of helping me zip my suit up!!  Oh the things people do to help out Big Tone.  Thank you for that!!&lt;br /&gt;The Type I has not really gotten the best of me lately.  I have been able to properly fuel on the day of a run which really helps.  There were a few nocturnal hypo events which wipes me out in the morning.  That is just one aspect of the diabetes that I cannot seem to master.  Missy is always there to make sure I get what I need.  What would I do without her. &lt;br /&gt;Sports is home and so is Cabo.  He will be here for the summer.  I kind of like having him around.  Oh, and her too!  He will either learn a few things or make a few enemies in our house.  The jury is still out.  I plan on running a little energy out of him every day. &lt;br /&gt;The weather says to all of you, get out and walk/run/bike/skate/or whatever makes you smile.  And as always, Go Big Tone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-3973263451383986358?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/3973263451383986358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=3973263451383986358' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/3973263451383986358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/3973263451383986358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2009/05/run-to-inspire-inspired-to-run.html' title='Run to Inspire, Inspired to Run!'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SgOl4u1BDZI/AAAAAAAAAEg/3Z-8cZhuqio/s72-c/iphone+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-2489443398542256693</id><published>2009-04-24T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T20:57:22.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fighting crime in cold waters everywhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SfKKFfxQnuI/AAAAAAAAAEY/XUjSiIXUCkw/s1600-h/iphone+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SfKKFfxQnuI/AAAAAAAAAEY/XUjSiIXUCkw/s320/iphone+003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328473136164806370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather is superb.  Bean had a soccer game across town, I got in a few late day calls, and we were headed into a cookout with a gazillion calories so I said I would bike to the game.  Well, Dr. John, the chiropractor, told me how to get to the game without much traffic and all the while give me the workout I need.  I headed out past Missy's office and made the climbs.  Yes, climbs.  Across town where we live is 5 miles at best.  To make a long post shorter, after plenty of up and downs, the 17 miles only got me at the game at the half and a few chuckles from Lisa Z.  I rode home through the city and the round trip was 25.  I was a bit tired at the end, I needed a pack of SportsBeans(I love that they make a Hypoglycemic rebound snack that is named for my two daughters!) in the middle and still my blood sugar dropped to 54 by the time I came back into the driveway.  I need to do this type of workout more often.  The sluggish feeling I had in my legs felt fantastic.  We had a great cookout dinner and a fire and I reminded myself that I do love life.  My parents took Missy and I to  dinner to celebrate the end of my first semester last night and that only added to my riches.  I have less than 90 days to the tri.  I feel the pressure but with the support of family and friends their wave will get me to where I need to be.  Thanks Lisa and Mackenzie for the Tuesday night Go Big Tone.  I heard you through my heavy breathing!!  Keep the Go Big Tone's coming.  My inner Big Tone knows I need them...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-2489443398542256693?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/2489443398542256693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=2489443398542256693' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/2489443398542256693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/2489443398542256693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2009/04/fighting-crime-in-cold-waters.html' title='Fighting crime in cold waters everywhere'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SfKKFfxQnuI/AAAAAAAAAEY/XUjSiIXUCkw/s72-c/iphone+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-358162388544348541</id><published>2009-04-13T05:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T05:29:11.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Big Tone Faster than a 5th Grader?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SeMvwCnAp4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/RCLzNFeSKV4/s1600-h/iphone+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SeMvwCnAp4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/RCLzNFeSKV4/s320/iphone+004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324151686862776194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1st Annual Dragonfly Heart Camp 5K is in the books.  Kiki was the event organizer and she did an excellent job.  These kids have all either had a heart transplant or heart surgery.  They all cannot go out and do the same things completely healthy kids can do without risks.  The Dragonfly Heart Camp is special because it allows them to go to a place with special medical staff to keep watch over them and help them experience summer camp all the while their parents are not under constant worry that couselors aren't aware of their special needs.  My buddy, Ryan, will be going to a similar camp for Down Syndrome kids this summer.  Anyway, it was 49 degrees and raining Saturday morning for the race start.  The kind of weather you would expect people to watch through their bedroom windows in their pajamas.  However, 76 people came out for this event that will help send kids to the camp at no charge!  I ran along with Meg and Alex.  We had a slow but steady pace.  You know, all of Maryland is pretty flat, except these 3.1 miles!!  The entire course was a rolling hill.  Missy plied me with Mike and Ike's before the start and I finished strong.  No problems with the blood sugar or my foot.  I had a little ache in my legs for the remainder of the day because of the extra hills but they were gone by Sunday morning.  Hardly a compromise to compare to what the three kids I'm pictured with live with everyday.  I felt good about what everyone accomplished that morning.  So, Go Kiki for putting your heart into a rainy morning event and Go Sara, Nicholas, and Darby.  Enjoy the Dragonfly Camp this summer!  &lt;br /&gt;Also, as per Jackie's command, Go Big Tone get it done...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-358162388544348541?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/358162388544348541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=358162388544348541' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/358162388544348541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/358162388544348541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2009/04/is-big-tone-faster-than-5th-grader.html' title='Is Big Tone Faster than a 5th Grader?'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SeMvwCnAp4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/RCLzNFeSKV4/s72-c/iphone+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-1665328708371349942</id><published>2009-04-08T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T10:30:43.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Role Model??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/Sdze8x1EmoI/AAAAAAAAAEI/mwG4xP3DiNs/s1600-h/Bean+vball+tourney+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/Sdze8x1EmoI/AAAAAAAAAEI/mwG4xP3DiNs/s320/Bean+vball+tourney+006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322373995394538114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are wondering what I've been doing while not blogging it looks a lot like Pinot in the above photo.  It seems as though my foot injury combined with a seemingly month long celebration of my 40th birthday have taken over my tri training.  That, is a bad thing.  I have a 5K this Saturday in Maryland.  The cause is great.   A little girl from Chestertown who has gone through a severe heart health ordeal.  Kiki tried to organize a little fundraiser for her.  We obliged.  Of course,  I didn't count on being way off any kind of game to compete.  Oh well, I will start and finish like usual, way in the back.  &lt;br /&gt;Since my last post, I have started to get my open swim gear thanks to a generous donation from my parents.  I hope to get to the lake and or some rivers sometime this month and next to be prepared for the choppy river waters on tri day.  I did get out on Madonna a couple of weeks ago.  I was waiting for Bean to finish practice and it was spectacular.  I only did a 10 mile loop but I added a couple of small hills and I was outside which made me happy.  &lt;br /&gt;My class is coming to a rapid close.  Finals in about 10 days.  The end of the first class, especially Anatomy and Physiology, will be a nice accomplishment.  I must get better at mixing everything together.  I didn't plan on one thing taking away from another.  For example, contributing to my poor running status is my poor eating habits on class night.  Also, there was a weekend stretch where I realized I had gone about 3 days with 0 vegetables on my plate!  Not a very Type I friendly way to run the body.  &lt;br /&gt;Appointment exercise is next.  I fit a swim and a half hearted run in over a non-working lunch.  The swim went well but the run did not.  I feel like if I can smartly fuel my body and get some more time on the road with shoes and wheels, I can get back into a rhythm quickly.  There is a deadline to all of this so I better.  &lt;br /&gt;Look for details of a American Diabetes Association fundraiser for the tri locally soon.  Here's a hint, name the celebrity bartender...Go Big Tone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-1665328708371349942?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/1665328708371349942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=1665328708371349942' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/1665328708371349942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/1665328708371349942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2009/04/role-model.html' title='Role Model??'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/Sdze8x1EmoI/AAAAAAAAAEI/mwG4xP3DiNs/s72-c/Bean+vball+tourney+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-7044947307934575964</id><published>2009-03-25T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T18:09:22.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>21:43/56:10/26:26 City Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/ScrVP1usgKI/AAAAAAAAAD4/UqT5tRyxWO8/s1600-h/iphone2+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/ScrVP1usgKI/AAAAAAAAAD4/UqT5tRyxWO8/s320/iphone2+007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317296778161979554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about a week or so off to rest the foot and celebrate, I am back and focused on my goal.  I saw Aquatic Director Mike today which means I have started my focus with the water.  Seeing that river this past weekend again, is a bit scary to say the least.  I have new goggles that have an anti-fog protectant on them.  They work awesome!  However, as great as they work, I have been thinking about seeing fish, cars, and possibly a guy who used to owe a guy money at the bottom of the river! Oh well, it will be part of the experience.  &lt;br /&gt;The title reflects the results by sport for the person who finished 50th in the 40-44 year old Male group in last year's tri.  This morning, I swam that 900M in 22:11.  Of course, that is in the pool and not where the fish swim.  A 56:10 reflects a split on the bike for 15 miles of just over 15MPH.  When I train inside, I average 20MPH for 12-14 miles.  The 26:26 is faster than any of my Shiver times by about 3 minutes.  So, the moral here is I am not in it to come in first, fiftieth, or even 75th but to finish strong and be called a triathlete.  However, every guy has to have a goal.  I will try and set marks over the next 3 months to see if I can get in under placing 50th in my age group.  Go Big Tone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-7044947307934575964?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/7044947307934575964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=7044947307934575964' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/7044947307934575964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/7044947307934575964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2009/03/214356102626-city-time.html' title='21:43/56:10/26:26 City Time'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/ScrVP1usgKI/AAAAAAAAAD4/UqT5tRyxWO8/s72-c/iphone2+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-5903027835996379165</id><published>2009-03-12T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T03:24:20.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>They Say the Apple Doesn't Fall Far From the Tree.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/Sbm8455OahI/AAAAAAAAADw/K3BqnmGIveA/s1600-h/Halloween+Parade+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/Sbm8455OahI/AAAAAAAAADw/K3BqnmGIveA/s320/Halloween+Parade+026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312484921259747858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final Shiver went well.  50 degrees, 500 runners, a rather large Big Tone Tri Army present (MacKenzie was my first River Rd high five!), but no Don.  He was nursing his dehydrated heel(anyone at bowling night will understand this diagnosis). I didn't see the old shirtless gloved man but that doesn't mean I beat him! I think I edged out the lacrosse team that ran as a group.  Although, I think they really didn't care about the fact that there was a clock on the race. &lt;br /&gt;I have had a good Type I factor the last couple of weeks.  This Ralph adjustment has really made the difference.  Waking up nearer to range is a nice thing.  I've had only one low on the treadmill in a month.  That's because it was on a day Missy made me count points(I blame everything on Missy, if you haven't noticed...).  All the highs and lows and thinking about the day's fuel really are the baseline to the big day.  My biggest concern is fueling for all three events back to back.  I feel pretty confident.  A few days prior with plenty of water, a bagel 2 hours before the gun, and a couple of bags of sports beans will lead me through the river loop, around the park and to the museum and back.  I have to admit, the crowd at the corners of the shiver really keep me pumped.  I hope there's a corner in the big city for all of them and more!&lt;br /&gt;On a less athletic note, I will be celebrating my birthday this weekend.  It's really just another day to me but there happens to be a societal hang up about it.  Four decades ago, my mom (pictured at a high point above! Ha ha) unleashed me on the planet.  I feel like Saturday is the one third point of my life.  I've got so much to do, the triathlon among the things on my list.  Besides the beer chugging lady pictured, Missy, my girls, silent Jim, the Northern Exposure, and a few more who know who you are, I want to make sure I have enough time to protect and support all of you and then some.  I've done plenty for a living til now, the next two thirds of my life will be spent saving people as a super hero, a nurse, or whatever I can do.  Plus, a lifetime isn't enough for me to love you all.  &lt;br /&gt;Look around for the chance to say, Go Big Tone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-5903027835996379165?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/5903027835996379165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=5903027835996379165' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/5903027835996379165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/5903027835996379165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2009/03/they-say-apple-doesnt-fall-far-from.html' title='They Say the Apple Doesn&apos;t Fall Far From the Tree.'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/Sbm8455OahI/AAAAAAAAADw/K3BqnmGIveA/s72-c/Halloween+Parade+026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-5684635930741414200</id><published>2009-03-06T14:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T14:38:12.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When is 5 better than 10?</title><content type='html'>Injuries, excuses, lack of sticking to the plan, Marcy H, Don opening my window of failure, and most of all no real reason to get it done are all the reasons I will be running just the 5K this Sunday.  I was hoping to do the loop twice but I think I can only muster enough for the one time.  Still, it is supposed to be spectacular for Sunday at the "shiver".  60 degrees and cloudy.  Perfect running conditions.  I will be playing the part of an athlete Saturday night as well.  While I was on my first outside run since the last shiver tonight I was thinking, "What do I have that the old shirtless gloved man doesn't have?"  The only thing I could come up with was an extra 20lbs!!!That's ok, we cannot measure our intrinsic success by what others have or can do that we don't have or cannot do.  We really should set personal goals for ourselves and work very hard to hit them.  Even if it's to just get 3 out of 4 shivers completed in a season.  Or maybe it's just to work out 5 out of 7 days for the next 4 weeks.  Or maybe it's even simpler, like for every non rainy day for the next 3 months, park at the farthest spot from the door of your work building.  Springtime is almost upon us so it is time to renew our zest for exercise.  In whatever form it may come.  Just set some goal and accomplish it.  &lt;br /&gt;March may have come in as a lion but it will be leaving in the form of the "No Excuse" part of my journey.  Once Aimee can explain it to me, I will be setting a countdown to the Triathlon on June 27 on the site.  It will start 90 days from the gun.  I love the hype and pressure of this website.  It fuels my fire to be able to tell someone that I completed my first triathlon.  An old work friend just wrote that fact about herself to me and I got excited for my opportunity.  Please keep the support coming.  The hard part is just about upon us.  For those of you who read but do not post comments(Lisa...), I understand.  For those of you who do, I read every one of them.  Sometimes more than once! Thanks.  Especially now that the weather is breaking, don't forget, Go Big Tone!&lt;br /&gt;**Marcy H, I poked fun at your sister on FB today so I wanted to even the family ribbing!!  Ha ha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-5684635930741414200?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/5684635930741414200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=5684635930741414200' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/5684635930741414200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/5684635930741414200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-is-5-better-than-10.html' title='When is 5 better than 10?'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-4651225786972584867</id><published>2009-02-27T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T19:28:41.478-08:00</updated><title type='text'>40 has to be a better age than a blood glucose level</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SaivEC9z3SI/AAAAAAAAADo/6fhPxM8DD9k/s1600-h/iphone+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SaivEC9z3SI/AAAAAAAAADo/6fhPxM8DD9k/s320/iphone+005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307684644906589474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SaivD2bgMMI/AAAAAAAAADg/ZYJ4joWjGIA/s1600-h/iphone+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SaivD2bgMMI/AAAAAAAAADg/ZYJ4joWjGIA/s320/iphone+009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307684641541468354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been working very hard to follow the 10K training plan.  When I get off the schedule, I have made sure to substitute and get back on.  I had a good eating/drinking weekend last weekend but still managed some good workouts.  60 minute cross train including Madonna inside and treadmill.  I felt great!  I really love to get in that type of pseudo 2 sport work.  I glided from the bike, to the treadmill, to the dinner party at Mark and Blythe's! Spicy cream of crab soup and champagne.  Oh boy! Painting took up my day Sunday before the grand Ocscar's party Sunday night which brought more eating and drinking!!  I got the 5 miler in on Monday before class(I picked up my 86 on the mid term!).  Wednesday, I had some minor surgery which has slowed me down a bit.  Rest day and a failed bike day.  That's where the low blood sugar came in.  Oh well, good treadmill workout today on a solid glucose.  I happened to watch our First Runner in Chief address some marines in South Carolina.  I did pause my workout to respect our country's national anthem!  I also loved seeing the 100 or so marines get up in one motion for the anthem and be seated when their boss told them they could in one motion as well.  Thank you to all our brave military personnel.  Go them and go Big Tone.&lt;br /&gt;Two asides for this week.  Don is hurt and has not been able to keep with the "let's beat the old shirtless/white gloved man" in the 10K plan.  He has a painful heel injury.  I can understand.  So with or without him, I will run.  Maybe for the both of us. He ain't heavy, he's my brother.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of brother, Lil Tone, you know I always have your back.  Love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-4651225786972584867?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/4651225786972584867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=4651225786972584867' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/4651225786972584867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/4651225786972584867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2009/02/40-has-to-be-better-age-than-blood.html' title='40 has to be a better age than a blood glucose level'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SaivEC9z3SI/AAAAAAAAADo/6fhPxM8DD9k/s72-c/iphone+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-7553850217841171813</id><published>2009-02-17T18:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T19:16:52.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, That Guy Started at Mile 2.5!!! And he looks like Steve O!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SZt9Qaqve_I/AAAAAAAAADY/8bTZmnb-hJY/s1600-h/shiver3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SZt9Qaqve_I/AAAAAAAAADY/8bTZmnb-hJY/s320/shiver3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303970707148864498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don and I are fully and one hundred percent committed to doing the 10K on March 8.  He told me so the other day via email.  I kept it so I have proof!  We are even on a plan.  3 miles yesterday, 40 minute crosstraining, 3.5 miles, etc.  He said he has has heel pain but I think he's just trying to make me feel good since after the last 5K he had to feed me Amstel Light, ibuprofen, and an ice pack.  I'm glad he is definitely going to do the 10K in March.  That will force me to focus on having a training schedule. Thanks, Don!&lt;br /&gt;The cortisone shot Dr. Z gave me last week seems to have worked.  I won't know for sure until I get a couple of outside runs in but I think the worst is behind me.  I have another appointment with him next week for another possible treatment.  Sometimes the cortisone can spike a Type I's blood sugar.  I have had only one issue with that in the past but not this time.  Come to think of it, this time I am wearing the pod and had no issues with blood sugar.  Ralph must be on to something!  Missy also has me counting points for a diet.  It's not easy but results are imminent.  A lighter leaner Big Tone can only be faster!  Ha&lt;br /&gt;Mid term tomorrow.  Biggest exam I've ever taken.  It's only Anatomy and Physiology!! Well, if you see a geeky looking fellow carrying a big back pack on the way to the Health Services Building across from the museum, don't laugh, just yell Go Big Tone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-7553850217841171813?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/7553850217841171813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=7553850217841171813' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/7553850217841171813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/7553850217841171813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2009/02/hey-that-guy-started-at-mile-25-and-he.html' title='Hey, That Guy Started at Mile 2.5!!! And he looks like Steve O!'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SZt9Qaqve_I/AAAAAAAAADY/8bTZmnb-hJY/s72-c/shiver3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-7338675250020143237</id><published>2009-02-10T14:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T14:29:35.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice and Easy, Weezy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SZH_j04oMQI/AAAAAAAAADQ/g2oagDIuWeg/s1600-h/iphone+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SZH_j04oMQI/AAAAAAAAADQ/g2oagDIuWeg/s320/iphone+002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301299227348447490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With our second Shiver by the River behind us, Don has set a new goal.  He wants to run the 10K and beat the old man wearing no shirt and white gloves.  That is a hearty goal since my heel is now officially injured.  I am taking a few days off of action completely.  I also will be seeing a doctor to make sure he doesn't think it's in need of something other than rest.  I can't afford too much time off.  I already registered for the Tri and my parents want to scholarship me a wetsuit! Forging ahead seems to be the theme this week so I will get on that train!&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of doctors, I did see Ralph for the first post pod check up today.  All is well and he gave me a gold star.  We needed to tweak a few numbers on the pod but he feels the diabetes is being smacked down by our efforts!  That always makes me happy to hear.  So, 10K is the goal for March (and beating the shirtless/gloved man), hop on the bike and in the water for some non-impact cardio, get sized up for a wetsuit, and try to stop the aging process.  3 out of 4 won't be too bad.  Go Big Tone.  &lt;br /&gt;Special thanks again to the Army for their Sunday showing.  Especially when my foot almost beat the rest of me, it helps tremendously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-7338675250020143237?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/7338675250020143237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=7338675250020143237' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/7338675250020143237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/7338675250020143237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2009/02/nice-and-easy-weezy.html' title='Nice and Easy, Weezy.'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SZH_j04oMQI/AAAAAAAAADQ/g2oagDIuWeg/s72-c/iphone+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-4924073316879484346</id><published>2009-02-05T16:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T16:56:53.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you think Achilles liked the color blue?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SYuKnR47C7I/AAAAAAAAADI/UF4wzhrNAi8/s1600-h/tri+shirt+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SYuKnR47C7I/AAAAAAAAADI/UF4wzhrNAi8/s320/tri+shirt+004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299481793953205170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran outside in the cold(Yes, Marcy H, ran!) on Tuesday.  It wasn't the cold that got me.  There was even some snow falling.  I had a decent pace going and went 4 miles.  By the end of the run, a little old heel pain starting to present itself.  I have worn inserts for an old heel spur/ligament damage for almost a year with no pain.  When I returned home and took off my running shoes, I saw why my foot hurt.  The color of my inserts and the color of the inside of my running shoes are the same and I got dressed with no lights on!  I didn't even realize there weren't any inserts in.  The rest of the night and all the next day, especially the next morning, I was in 8-9 range pain.  With my inserts in, a day of rest and a few doses of ibuprofen, I think I'm ok.  I got back on the treadmill today for 30 minutes and did well.  Those 36 hours made me nervous because I can't afford to be too injured to swim/bike/run.  I will attempt an outdoor run tomorrow and give the Shiver a go this Sunday.  We are expecting some springlike weather, near 50! &lt;br /&gt;I have my first post-Omnipod checkup with Ralph next week.  I'll be sure to post the results.  I really expect my numbers to have moved in the right direction.  &lt;br /&gt;Missy told me I got my tri race shirt in the mail today.  What do you think?  I don't think I should wear it until I can be called a triathlete, though.  Plus, Missy doesn't usually let me wear white shirts.  Oh well, it'll be good for a 4th of July party.  Go Big Tone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-4924073316879484346?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/4924073316879484346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=4924073316879484346' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/4924073316879484346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/4924073316879484346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2009/02/do-you-think-achilles-liked-color-blue.html' title='Do you think Achilles liked the color blue?'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SYuKnR47C7I/AAAAAAAAADI/UF4wzhrNAi8/s72-c/tri+shirt+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-4215658391441677626</id><published>2009-01-28T20:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T20:16:15.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok Bean! It's A Date!!  6/27/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SYEthz63Z5I/AAAAAAAAADA/UciWQTprO_A/s1600-h/Great+Race+and+Hens+Rugby+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SYEthz63Z5I/AAAAAAAAADA/UciWQTprO_A/s320/Great+Race+and+Hens+Rugby+034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296564695660455826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After months of saying I'm going to do something, I now am hip deep in commitment.  I have officially registered for the Philly Insurance Tri for Saturday, June 27, 2009.  It's a sprint distance which means a 900M swim (up and then down stream in the Schuylkill River just upstream from Boathouse Row), a 24K bike (through Fairmount Park; America's largest city park system; 10 times the size of Central Park), and a 5K run (out and back really close to the Art Museum; cue Rocky Theme).  I choose this tri for several reasons.  First, because it is in a place that I have grown to love, the city of Philadelphia.  Second, it is close to home so I might have a shot at a Big Tone Tri Army cheering section (Mom, I promise to give Dad directions and times).  Third, it's not on Memorial Day weekend which means Bean will not be mad at me for missing the weekend at Camp Jones.  Fourth, Dr. John and Ralph are running the next day!  Whew! That means I have truly given myself to reaching my goal.  I WILL be a triathlete sometime that Saturday morning!  Also, don't forget that we will be raising money for diabetes.  More on this important aspect of the tri as time marches on.  For people who ask me, why do I want to do this.  Why a triathlon?  Swim in that river?  Bike then run that far? My answer is simple.  Look at the picture I've attached to this post.  To be an example of perserverance and pride to them.  To show them that if you set a goal, go ahead and reach it.  Obstacles have ways around them.  I will be one of a few thousand people who will be called triathletes that weekend.  I will not finish first.  Most people at the finish line won't even notice my finish.  As long as they see it and believe it, I've accomplished what I set out to do.  Love you girls.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Mom, Dad, and Aimee for the contiued stream of encouragement.  Thanks to all my friends who read(and sometimes post) and ask me about updates.  You will all help me cross the finish line.  A hugemongous thank you to my Missy.  You allow me to do everything I do.  Happy birthday early...Go Big Tone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-4215658391441677626?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/4215658391441677626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=4215658391441677626' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/4215658391441677626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/4215658391441677626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2009/01/ok-bean-it.html' title='Ok Bean! It&apos;s A Date!!  6/27/09'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SYEthz63Z5I/AAAAAAAAADA/UciWQTprO_A/s72-c/Great+Race+and+Hens+Rugby+034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-7945747721319708413</id><published>2009-01-25T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T08:10:30.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Constant Nagging and Harrassing!!</title><content type='html'>First trip away from home on the pod. Mass produced food and a tight agenda usually don't mix well for my Type I. Boston for work for 3 days (including Missy and my 20th wedding anniversary), and I stayed very level and in range with my blood sugar. I didn't get to exercise since there was about a foot of snow on the ground. I tried to make up for it Friday with a nice outside run at home. Springlike 50 degree January weather was awesome. I opted out of a Saturday run to go to the city with Missy and my parents for some marketing. I love the city. We got some great food and got to stake out a potential Tri course for June. The river where the swim will be was icy and looked ominous as we passed along the expressway in the car.  Missy was doing her best to find the Columbia Ave bridge around which I will have to make a loop but we didn't know it is a railroad bridge. I got excited and nervous at the same time.  A goal to be realized for sure.&lt;br /&gt;With that being said, I need to take the "mother-in-law defense" from my friend, Don, with more heart.  I have found a 12 week plan for the tri that I think I can complete already.  I must start scheduling a more strict plan of attack.  So, Don, I will be out on the road with you going forward.  Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;And, thanks to Patrick for fixing the front door.  Now I won't have to yell about fixing it anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-7945747721319708413?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/7945747721319708413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=7945747721319708413' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/7945747721319708413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/7945747721319708413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2009/01/constant-nagging-and-harrassing.html' title='Constant Nagging and Harrassing!!'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-7297525566269456862</id><published>2009-01-18T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T11:23:11.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just When You Thought It Was Safe to Go Back In the Water</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SXOBlq52ZII/AAAAAAAAACw/Y1RQ6IRhXlU/s1600-h/iphone3+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SXOBlq52ZII/AAAAAAAAACw/Y1RQ6IRhXlU/s320/iphone3+008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292716471262536834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SXOBlBVq82I/AAAAAAAAACo/y_Dk9ILZL8k/s1600-h/iphone3+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SXOBlBVq82I/AAAAAAAAACo/y_Dk9ILZL8k/s320/iphone3+007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292716460104938338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long break due to schedules and when the pool is available, I jumped back in on Friday night.  I got there a little early when the age group kids were finishing their practice and I got a few tips listening to their coaches.  My mom thinks I should go to their practice and fake my age.  I think they wouldn't take long to figure me out.  I got in 40 laps and used my new finger lap counter.  It worked very well.  I even swam next to an old icon of our area.  A former little league football coach who used to run us ragged.  We all know him and if you are reading this you most likely had a hoagie from his shop in the eighties!!  I did need a rescue from Michele Y. afterwards.  She was in line at the concession stand for the boys hoop game and got me some swedish fish.  I was a little low after the swim.  Thanks for the help  Michele.  &lt;br /&gt;Another big week for the Eagles.  We even had dinner with Hank Baskett.  Well, we had dinner in the same place as him and then he signed Bean!  Go Eagles!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-7297525566269456862?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/7297525566269456862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=7297525566269456862' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/7297525566269456862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/7297525566269456862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-when-you-thought-it-was-safe-to-go.html' title='Just When You Thought It Was Safe to Go Back In the Water'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SXOBlq52ZII/AAAAAAAAACw/Y1RQ6IRhXlU/s72-c/iphone3+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-6542567038947541964</id><published>2009-01-11T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T09:19:17.395-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Icy Conditions Ahead</title><content type='html'>Today was the second Shiver By the River.  The race was held without Big Tone and Don.  It's a residential road course with some side streets that don't get the salt and plow attention that highways do.  I drove it 90 minutes before race time to make a decision.  I chatted with one of the organizers and she told me there was a lot of black ice and it seemed like an accident waiting to happen.  Good enough for me! I bailed.  Don was out already since KevBo was off to start his studies away from home (they grow up so fast!).  My mom offered her mink earmuffs but I declined.  So I picked up some Wawa coffee for Missy and me and headed to the basement.  A bagel and raspberry jelly for fuel first. Missy was on the treadmill and I got on Madonna.  We switched, so to speak. That is, I finished on the bike and got on the treadmill and Missy finished on the treadmill and went upstairs to watch the recorded Grey's with the Bean!  Ha ha.  Good for her to walk on a big eating/drinking Eagles football Sunday.  Go Birds...&lt;br /&gt;Wiggles left for school this weekend and took my new furry buddy, Cabo, with her.  She seemed a lot stronger with that knee.  I am so proud of her.  Life doesn't get neatly packaged in easy strings of time or place.  This was a good reaction to a not so convenient situation.  Study hard, honey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-6542567038947541964?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/6542567038947541964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=6542567038947541964' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/6542567038947541964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/6542567038947541964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2009/01/icy-conditions-ahead.html' title='Icy Conditions Ahead'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-8545806360758747009</id><published>2009-01-06T06:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T06:18:28.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 in One, Only About 3 in the Other</title><content type='html'>Those last two weeks of basement tri workouts I have been doing have made me feel good but that treadmill has done me in!  I went outside for a run this morning for the first time in about 10 days and I felt unprepared.  I started out with too quick of a pace (just trying to keep up with our new runner-in-chief's 8:40 pace.  Although that reported split is on a treadmill...).  I was on the church loop and the end of mile 1 hill did me in.  I turned it into a 3K and headed for home!  Not only does that make me feel like I didn't get in the best possible workout but also my head will not rest about it until I complete a solid 5K outside.  Most of it is the treadmill but I know I could do a better job at hydrating, eating right, and pre run stretching.  Those are the things that will keep me off the injured reserve list.  Well, the 2nd Shiver is this Sunday.  My saving grace is that I can count on the Big Tone Tri Army cheering section and my friend Don might very well have to carry me to the finish!  No land speed records.  Remember, if you're out there, you're a winner.  &lt;br /&gt;I added school to our routine yesterday.  That involves me finding more training time in other spots in the day.  It also requires help from others.  Missy and my mom have already started picking up my slack.  Thanks for that.  Another element like class will add challenges to the Type I factor, too.  I had licorice in my school bag and I made sure to pound a plate of leftovers before I left.  I keep reminding myself I am not the first person to have Type I, go back to school part time, train for a triathlon and continue all the wonderful things in my life all at the same time.  Go Big Tone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-8545806360758747009?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/8545806360758747009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=8545806360758747009' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/8545806360758747009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/8545806360758747009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2009/01/6-in-one-only-about-3-in-other.html' title='6 in One, Only About 3 in the Other'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-6313199049864650255</id><published>2008-12-31T12:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T12:42:38.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rehab HQ minus Amy Winehouse!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SVvYzAopQNI/AAAAAAAAACg/4xLej-kVyKg/s1600-h/iEagles+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SVvYzAopQNI/AAAAAAAAACg/4xLej-kVyKg/s320/iEagles+015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286056958504812754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the absolute best workout today!  Dumbells, 45 minutes (12 miles) on Madonna with the wind trainer, and 3 miles on the treadmill at a 9min 20sec split.  I am very pleased with the way that went.  Not only my body but the accomplishment.  I really wanted to end the year strongly.  Also, my blood sugar started at 136.  I had a handful of sweetarts before hand and half a sports bean packet before the bike and run (thanks for the stocking stuffer mom and dad!).  I finished at a blood sugar of 80.  Good day all around.  I had about 2 liters of water before during and after.  Don't forget to hydrate!&lt;br /&gt;Sports is trying to find her groove at pt.  The pain is slowly subsiding with intermittent flare ups.  You can see by the pic how happy she is to not be running.  She'll get there...Cabo is now rehabbing.  We had some rear claws removed and he is wearing one of those big collars!  I think I heard Stoli and Pinot laughing at him. &lt;br /&gt;See you 2008 and hello 2009.  It's really just a turn of the calendar.  Keep all your efforts rolling.  Start new ones if you haven't started yet.  Just make them better and stronger.  Be safe while celebrating!  See you all on the trail.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-6313199049864650255?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/6313199049864650255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=6313199049864650255' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/6313199049864650255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/6313199049864650255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2008/12/rehab-hq-minus-amy-winehouse.html' title='Rehab HQ minus Amy Winehouse!'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SVvYzAopQNI/AAAAAAAAACg/4xLej-kVyKg/s72-c/iEagles+015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-4641248250167277741</id><published>2008-12-24T10:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T10:26:10.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visions of mothers'  holiday food tables dance in my head</title><content type='html'>This week is truly the mark of something special. It is the season for eating non stop! I've been dreaming of the food to come today and tomorrow. That is why I added the dumbells to my routine. Lift, wind trainer, and treadmill is my Tri without a pool. My arms ached this morning but when I heard the moans of post op pain coming from the hall I felt the need to lift through my minor aches. Thanks for the motivation, Wiggles.  My blood sugar started at 180 prior to the double and stayed even for the rest of the night in range. My goal will be 60 minutes with a stationary Madonna and 30 minutes of treadmill running. I have a few hours to either take a nap or get in a mid week workout. I will choose the exercise.  I will feel better and my body will thank me. I am going to be ready for the Tri. Go big tone!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Christmas to everyone. Celebrate with all the friends and family that you can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-4641248250167277741?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/4641248250167277741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=4641248250167277741' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/4641248250167277741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/4641248250167277741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2008/12/visions-of-mothers-holiday-food-tables.html' title='Visions of mothers&apos;  holiday food tables dance in my head'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-4986125730306855065</id><published>2008-12-23T04:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T04:31:09.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clement C Moore or less</title><content type='html'>I got this from my Type I blogger buddy, Pete from Canada.  Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Night Before Christmas - American Soldier Style&lt;br /&gt;T'was the night before Christmas,He lived all alone,&lt;br /&gt;In a one bedroom house,Made of plaster and stone.&lt;br /&gt;I had come down the chimney,With presents to give,&lt;br /&gt;And to see just who,In this home did live.&lt;br /&gt;I looked all about,A strange sight I did see,&lt;br /&gt;No tinsel, no presents,Not even a tree.&lt;br /&gt;No stocking by the mantle,Just boots filled with sand,&lt;br /&gt;On the wall hung pictures,Of far distant lands.&lt;br /&gt;With medals and badges,Awards of all kinds,&lt;br /&gt;A sober thought,Came through my mind.&lt;br /&gt;For this house was different,It was dark and dreary,&lt;br /&gt;I found the home of a soldier,Once I could see clearly.&lt;br /&gt;The soldier lay sleeping,Silent, alone,&lt;br /&gt;Curled up on the floor,In this one bedroom home.&lt;br /&gt;The face was so gentle,The room in such disorder,&lt;br /&gt;Not how I pictured,An American soldier.&lt;br /&gt;Was this the hero,Of whom I'd just read?,&lt;br /&gt;Curled up on a poncho,The floor for a bed?&lt;br /&gt;I realized the families,That I saw this night,&lt;br /&gt;Owed their lives to these soldiers,Who were willing to fight.&lt;br /&gt;Soon round the world,The children would play,&lt;br /&gt;And grownups would celebrate,A bright Christmas Day.&lt;br /&gt;They all enjoyed freedom,Each month of the year,&lt;br /&gt;Because of the soldiers,Like the one lying here.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help wonder,How many lay alone,&lt;br /&gt;On a cold Christmas Eve,In a land far from home.&lt;br /&gt;The very thought broughtA tear to my eye,&lt;br /&gt;I dropped to my knees,And started to cry.&lt;br /&gt;The soldier awakened,And I heard a rough voice,&lt;br /&gt;'Santa, don't cry.This life is my choice.&lt;br /&gt;I fight for freedom,I don't ask for more,&lt;br /&gt;My life is my God,My country, my corps&lt;br /&gt;.'The soldier rolled over,And drifted to sleep,&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't control it,I continued to weep.&lt;br /&gt;I kept watch for hours,So silent and still,&lt;br /&gt;And we both shivered,From the cold night's chill.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to leave,On that cold, dark night,&lt;br /&gt;This guardian of honor,So willing to fight.&lt;br /&gt;Then the soldier rolled over,With a voice, soft and pure,&lt;br /&gt;Whispered, 'Carry on Santa,It's Christmas Day, all is secure.'&lt;br /&gt;One look at my watch,And I knew he was right,&lt;br /&gt;'Merry Christmas my friend,And to all a good night.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-4986125730306855065?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/4986125730306855065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=4986125730306855065' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/4986125730306855065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/4986125730306855065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2008/12/clement-c-moore-or-less.html' title='Clement C Moore or less'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-3901535784603162352</id><published>2008-12-17T16:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T16:41:39.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Act Your Age!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SUmbwH71HJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/RxxeJW9Nz08/s1600-h/shiver2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280923289134636178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SUmbwH71HJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/RxxeJW9Nz08/s320/shiver2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although the Shiver was a great day, I have a bit of effect from the 5K. I have this slight muscle spasm in my back that has kept me off the pavement this week so far. I have learned from that knee pain that a few days off works wonders for the aches and pains. I would rather work harder after the rest than risk further injury. Also, running outside yesterday would have sent me surely to the ER. That snow and ice can be tricky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our Sports had her in and out ligament repair today. She was in good spirits before. Her experience tells her it will be ok. The post op climb up the stairs to her room was tortuous for her. I don't know if she remembers the first time but I did. That helped me, although I wasn't really the one that needed help! So she will rest then rehab. The sun will surely rise in the east tomorrow...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;**special note***the "old Don" complained of the photo used on race day so I found this one to keep him happy!  Don is in blue and I am in all black.  Missy says I look thinner that way!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-3901535784603162352?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/3901535784603162352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=3901535784603162352' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/3901535784603162352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/3901535784603162352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2008/12/act-your-age.html' title='Act Your Age!'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SUmbwH71HJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/RxxeJW9Nz08/s72-c/shiver2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-3873911807946593774</id><published>2008-12-14T18:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T19:19:55.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And Then the Old Don said he had an offer I wouldn't refuse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SUXLh_R4e8I/AAAAAAAAACI/ylXjwzDf63w/s1600-h/iphone2+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279849922944334786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SUXLh_R4e8I/AAAAAAAAACI/ylXjwzDf63w/s320/iphone2+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A crisp 38 degrees but sunny and a clear morning. The first Shiver by the River was stunning. Early cookie baking at my parents with all of us present. Wiggles was even there. She arrived late Saturday. Right in time for us not to spoil the surprise of an early Christmas present. We are going to Monday Night Football to see the Eagles play the Browns. I, of course, lent my expertise to all the cookie recipes. I am much better than Aimee at helping in the kitchen! I kept hydrating and tried to fuel myself for the 5K. I cautiously called my good friend, Don, to see if he might be participating. He said he was in! I was thrilled but didn't want to make too big of a deal, just in case he didn't feel too good about the run. The crowd seemed larger than normal and I was quite excited. I really kind of like to run in the cold. Don and I started out in the back, right next to the couples with the twin strollers! We figured we could possibly pace ahead of them! I told Don our goal was to not finish last and not get lapped by the winner of the 10K. As we started, we both agreed that we peed too soon. Perfect start and easy up the hill. We caught some friends I used to run with regularly. I was happy we could keep pace with them. At around the half way point, the crowd went wild! Actually, we came to the first corner where all our fans were. Missy, Wiggles, Bean, Jackie, Brad, Kevin, Ryan, and all the dogs. I smiled, too, when I caught a glimpse of Mom and Dad. I didn't know if they would make it!! I think Don appreciated the cheers, too. We made the loop and started down a hill that lead to the last mile along the river which is flat. We passed by our fans again (Missy handed me cash for a Shiver T shirt and Don veered off route to give Ry Guy a high five. Everyone thought he was bailing. Oh, the lack of faith!! Ha ha). We finished strong.   Two good friends in tandem. One motivated by his daughter's force and one swept up in the idea of good health. I felt a certain satisifaction this morning. Not only for my own 5K completion but also to share it with everyone, including Don. For years I have been asking him to join me. And, so it is. Don completed his first 5K but not his last. For the record, we came in a full two minutes before the winner of the 10K!!! And, my blood sugar was pretty close to being in check.  I needed a little insulin but hardly any.  Better a little high than going low on the run. Rememeber, Go Big Tone (and Don, as long as he's on the Shiver course!). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-3873911807946593774?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/3873911807946593774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=3873911807946593774' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/3873911807946593774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/3873911807946593774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2008/12/and-then-old-don-said-he-had-offer-i.html' title='And Then the Old Don said he had an offer I wouldn&apos;t refuse'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SUXLh_R4e8I/AAAAAAAAACI/ylXjwzDf63w/s72-c/iphone2+013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-1517938669338074032</id><published>2008-12-12T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:36:49.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Most Wonderful Time of the Year!</title><content type='html'>A couple of runs this week to prepare for the Shiver on Sunday.  I'm not feeling very confident about my time.  I keep trying to tell myself that it really doesn't matter, but I would feel really bad if my times started to go backwards.  I met a guy last night that just ran his first half marathon.  He said it was a great experience.  He got me a little pumped to run the Distance Run in Philadelphia in May.  Missy, of course, was right there encouraging me to do that.  Plus, I can then run the Tea Party run on Memorial Day weekend (Yes, Bean.  I wouldn't take away your annual trip to the Jones resort!).  I guess with that in mind, my Shivers by the River will have to bump up to doing the 5K loop twice.  I always wanted to do that but now I feel I can because of all of you.  I'll plan on running the 5K in Dec and Jan and get ready to do the 10 for Feb and Mar.  That way it'll be sure to be super cold when I'm trying to finish 6.2 miles! Ha ha&lt;br /&gt;The holiday party circuit is upon us.  That only means extra calories.  Although I didn't fill out the Santa suit, I am trying to be aware of my "days of binge".  Exercise can really help combat those additional party meals.  I am becoming quite comfortable with my pod, Ralph.  The incredible convenience and mobility of the tool keeps me more focused.  Is everyone out there doing the extra laps to cover your celebrations?  Let me know...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-1517938669338074032?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/1517938669338074032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=1517938669338074032' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/1517938669338074032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/1517938669338074032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2008/12/most-wonderful-time-of-year.html' title='The Most Wonderful Time of the Year!'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-5990832599244271786</id><published>2008-12-09T14:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:57:20.289-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ho Ho Ho! Merry Christmas!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/ST73NoUGaiI/AAAAAAAAACA/neOUDSSIXxQ/s1600-h/santa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277927626856884770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/ST73NoUGaiI/AAAAAAAAACA/neOUDSSIXxQ/s320/santa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Running is no fun only hours after a dang-quesadilla! I tried to go even though I felt a bit queasy. Well, I bundled up, set out in a new very bright colored fleece (I know my mom likes to hear that) and made it about a mile before the Mexicans re-invaded, if you know what I'm saying!! Not a good feeling. Any runners who read this, I have a question for you. Do you ever go out on a loop you always run and just not be able to do it? I find that depending on what I eat, or how much rest I've given myself, or the weather, or stuff on my mind, or a million other things can really affect my run. Let me know with a comment if this ever happens to you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for the picture, on weekends when I'm not working out, I am spreading holiday cheer!! Ha ha ha. Or should I say Ho Ho Ho. That is Missy in the picture helping with the cheer and  *J* is the recipient of the cheer. Go Big Tone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-5990832599244271786?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/5990832599244271786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=5990832599244271786' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/5990832599244271786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/5990832599244271786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2008/12/ho-ho-ho-merry-christmas.html' title='Ho Ho Ho! Merry Christmas!!!'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/ST73NoUGaiI/AAAAAAAAACA/neOUDSSIXxQ/s72-c/santa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-4697184737553547202</id><published>2008-12-03T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T07:21:51.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you make a difference?</title><content type='html'>I had some knee pain that Missy diagnosed as a slight twisting while running on the trail with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cabo&lt;/span&gt;.  I took a few days off and I am pain free.  I am very aware of injuries.  I don't want to turn an ankle running off a curb, slip on ice or leaves, or go out unprepared for the weather.  I do try to prepare each time I run.  Mostly that means stretching and not pushing too hard.  I know I am not going to break any land speed records anyway!  Back out this week with some good runs and swims.  I may have to re-evaluate my swim venue as of January 1.  A slight job change will have me farther from  home for the rec schedules.  Oh well, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;As we enter December, I have a challenge for everyone.  Not only is there the continual challenge of finding time for some kind of exercise but a challenge of giving.  There are so many of us that are so lucky in our life.  I don't mean lucky like having millions of dollars or being really good at a board game.  I'm talking about the fact that most, if not all, of the people who read this site have places to go around the holidays.  We are all surrounded by people who love them and care about whether their holidays are fun and loving.  We all have the means to spread that type of cheer.  There are so many ways to do that.  Angel trees, adopting a family for some gifts, or donating some food to the food bank or a shelter.  Buy someone a coffee who's behind you in line at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Wawa&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Dunkin&lt;/span&gt; Donuts.  Do it with a smile and without any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;grandeur&lt;/span&gt;.  Trust me, our lives may not be perfect, but they are way more richer, healthier, and full of love than a lot of folks out there.  Good luck and Go Big Tone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-4697184737553547202?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/4697184737553547202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=4697184737553547202' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/4697184737553547202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/4697184737553547202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2008/12/can-you-make-difference.html' title='Can you make a difference?'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-2880079839767460392</id><published>2008-11-27T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T08:01:39.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give Thanks for All Things, both little and big.</title><content type='html'>Happy Thanksgiving.  I am truly thankful for each of you who read this site and continue to motivate me.  I owe you all.  Enjoy your family and friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-2880079839767460392?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/2880079839767460392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=2880079839767460392' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/2880079839767460392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/2880079839767460392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2008/11/give-thanks-for-all-things-both-little.html' title='Give Thanks for All Things, both little and big.'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-2390219797842485056</id><published>2008-11-26T05:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T05:14:13.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Calendar Can Be a Great Equalizer</title><content type='html'>These are the times where vacation days, colder mornings, guests over to our house, and just plain laziness can easily take priority over running.  It tests your mind and your body.  I am proud to say that Cabo and I did a mile on the trail this morning before my long list of things to do today.  He is a funny dog.  He went out slow but back I kind of struggled to keep up!  He obviously did not read the site to know that this one miler was for him to spend energy but for me it is just a warm up!! I hope to get out before the turkey tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;As far as the calendar goes, now Dad isn't the oldest in the house.  It's my mom's birthday today.  Happy birthday Mom.  I hope you enjoy your day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-2390219797842485056?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/2390219797842485056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=2390219797842485056' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/2390219797842485056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/2390219797842485056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2008/11/calendar-can-be-great-equalizer.html' title='The Calendar Can Be a Great Equalizer'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-5192303666968936531</id><published>2008-11-25T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T08:20:12.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Team Big Tone Gets Furry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SSwj_kzVp2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/bhap4Mth5_U/s1600-h/iphone3+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272628838861743970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SSwj_kzVp2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/bhap4Mth5_U/s320/iphone3+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I added a running partner.  He will be part time though since he lives in California (PA that it!).  Wiggles came home for the turkey break and so did Cabo.  Cabo is a 6 month old shepard/beagle/potluck from the Western PA Humane Society.  He is full of energy and loves all of Pinot's and Stoli's toys.  Our dogs seem to have forgotten what it means to be a puppy, too!  My plan was to help spend some of his energy on the trail every morning.  Well, he woke at 5:30AM  and drug Wiggles to the living room.  I took him on the trail around 7:30 and he did well!  I hope we can build up to a mile before he leaves.  I wonder how far we'll go over Christmas break??  Jaimye came home to break some bread and turkey with us.  Our first college friend for the holidays!  We are all looking forward to a great week.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Speaking of the turkey meal, I am looking forward to earning the calories with swim/run days this whole week.  Monday was only 36 laps and 1.5 miles (work got in the way!!).  Today I ran 3 on the trail after getting the dogs to the spa.  Off to swim.  I am going to try the full mile.  Again tomorrow before my annual wine shopping trip with Don.  We look special with those little carts getting the seasonal reds for the holiday! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-5192303666968936531?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/5192303666968936531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=5192303666968936531' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/5192303666968936531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/5192303666968936531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2008/11/team-big-tone-gets-furry.html' title='Team Big Tone Gets Furry'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SSwj_kzVp2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/bhap4Mth5_U/s72-c/iphone3+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-5492380038448149127</id><published>2008-11-23T11:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T12:02:32.729-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Treadmills?  We don't need no stinking treadmills!</title><content type='html'>4 straight days of snow flurries and I was looking for a little break.  Bean suggested I run on the treadmill.  I appreciate her continued support and motivation.  I ran Friday inside on the treadmill.  I now know two things.  One, I need to give up eating at the farmer's market for lunch on a day I must run after work.  Too many foods that seem to "linger" when I try to get a pace going.  Second, inside running is boring.  I did make a value oriented purchase at TJ Max.  I got a Nike cold mock neck and long running under pants (60% off retail!).  Now I can handle the cold and avoid the treadmill.  I am sure that the cold winter rain will, at times, keep me inside.  But, I am willing, able, and forced (thanks to Bean) to go outside.  I can't wait for the Shivers!!&lt;br /&gt;Also, I gave the omnipod another whirl on the arm and I am getting better results.  I think I may have discovered a few things about handling this Type I.  Everyday, we seem to get better at tweeking my needs.  I am really looking forward to getting my lab tests in a few months.  I have all the soldiers in the Big Tone Tri army to thank for that.  I really do hold myself accountable to this site and all of you.  Hearing from my mom that she keeps walking and taking my dad.  My brother in law on the bike at the north pole is great to hear, too.  I had a low the other day but sucked back swedish fish and some cranberry and drug Missy out for a 2 miler through the village in the cold dark snow.  Jackie says Don is energized by his morning runs and has dropped a few along the way.  All these stories really do get my butt out to run.  So keep them coming.  I get bored quick!  And, as always, Go Big Tone!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-5492380038448149127?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/5492380038448149127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=5492380038448149127' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/5492380038448149127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/5492380038448149127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2008/11/treadmills-we-dont-need-no-stinking.html' title='Treadmills?  We don&apos;t need no stinking treadmills!'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-1315926153781810570</id><published>2008-11-19T16:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T16:26:19.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like a Deer Caught in a Bike Reflector</title><content type='html'>Boy is it getting cold!  Frost on the window, a dusting of snow on the fringes of the trail, and Bean has to wear a jacket in the morning.  I set out today to see if I could get a three sport day in.  Well, I swam 50 laps at the pool this morning.  I really liked it.  No problem getting through it.  I even swam several laps freestyle, just to try and impress Michele Y.  Still mostly breastroke, though.  I get into a rhythm and I can sustain.  I actually finished the 50 laps in a better time than my first 40 lap time from a month ago.  No records on the M pool wall, though!  Ha  The closest I will come to that is my swim cap!!!  A late afternoon trail ride was on my mind.  Fergie and I set out to race the big heat lamp that rises in the east.  From Stone Cliff at the edge of the little city to Blue Marsh and back.  12 miles round trip.  It said 37 on the car thermometer when I left.  I purchased a blaze orange t shirt to put over my layers because biking through the forest in October and November requires it.  I looked for the blue herons Missy and I enjoy watching during the summer but there were none in sight.  Actually, the cold creek seemed still and lifeless for most of the ride.  Then, around a bend, she stood majestically.  Her breath was visible in the late day air.  A rather large doe stood in the middle of the trail about 20 yards in front of me.  I slowed to avoid startling it (although I don't think she had the same consideration for me!).  She trotted to the thicket in a cavalier manner as I rolled passed.  Seeing a deer in the wild like that is something I've seen many times but it still provokes a certain awesomeness!  I finished my ride with no other animal sightings.  When Missy got home, we took a 2 mile walk in the dark through the village.  It was closer to 3o and we bundled up.  Margarita's sandwiches and cheese fries for our celebration of exercise!  So I swam, biked, and walked today.  I feel good.  Also, having a great diabetes day.  Well past the super highs from the weekend.  Missy did remind me this morning that when I started the other pump years ago, it took a few weeks before normalcy set in.  I am sure to sleep well tonight. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Mom, for reporting on your exercise on your shopping trip.  Keep dragging Dad out with you.  You didn't mention, though, where you shopped.  Any hints??? ha ha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-1315926153781810570?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/1315926153781810570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=1315926153781810570' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/1315926153781810570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/1315926153781810570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2008/11/like-deer-caught-in-bike-reflector.html' title='Like a Deer Caught in a Bike Reflector'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-1008748827900374091</id><published>2008-11-17T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T19:17:16.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food for Thought</title><content type='html'>I have had one of those food filled weekends that should be accompanied by some massive workouts.  Well, I had some great meals and functions over the last four days and harldy logged any miles.  My last two runs ended early due to low blood sugars.  It's frustrating but I will get out tomorrow for 4.  I hope to log 20 miles by Saturday.  2 swims and hopefully a bike ride by then too.  Soon, against my better judgement, I may have to bring Madonna in to the wind trainer, unless I go get some warmer cycling gear. &lt;br /&gt;I haven't yet filled out my Shiver race series application.  I will do that before Thanksgiving.  I will also make a few copies to keep in case anyone reading this has any interest.  5K with the option to do 10.  Second Sundays at 11 for four months in a row is a great way to stay focused through the winter.  There is also a great 5 miler the Saturday after Christmas.  Missy's favorite thing about that race is the beer bellied old guy who runs it in a speedo!  A sight to see!! I hope to get into that race, too.  I'm guessing Wiggles will NOT be joining me for any of these!!&lt;br /&gt;Any World Run Day participants get out for a walk this weekend???  Let me know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-1008748827900374091?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/1008748827900374091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=1008748827900374091' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/1008748827900374091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/1008748827900374091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2008/11/food-for-thought.html' title='Food for Thought'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-3187373569498110397</id><published>2008-11-13T05:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T06:04:08.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What do Jay Cutler (Denver Broncos QB), Team Type I (pro cycling team), Nick Jonas (duh!), and Big Tone have in Common??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SRwzmEUOq_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PKMuRwLp5j0/s1600-h/pod+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268142393203272690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SRwzmEUOq_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PKMuRwLp5j0/s320/pod+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Missy and I met with our newest favorite healthcare provider yesterday. Ralph is an NP and works in endocrinology. Not only is he an informative, casual, smart, caring professional, he is a triathlete! He took about an hour to get to know me and my Type I and started me on the Omnipod. The omnipod stores and delivers insulin from a plastic half egg shaped device that adheres to the body. It is controlled directly from a Personal Diabetes Manager, a PDA/remote control looking tool. This device also serves as my glucometer, machine used to check my blood sugar numbers, and is loaded with all my individual parameters for getting me back into range. I was successful at using this system yesterday. A nighttime low but Missy thinks it was my 10:00 popcorn snack! We're going to try and not have a snack and see where the numbers go. It's a bit of a process but, I believe, well worth it for a tighter control over the Type I. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will be running and swimming today with the omnipod in full use. I will keep you all posted as to my results. I am expecting very good results! If you haven't guessed, those "celebrities" mentioned in the title are all omnipod wearing Type I diabetics. Maybe I'll get to be on the manufacturer's website??!!?? Go Big Tone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-3187373569498110397?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/3187373569498110397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=3187373569498110397' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/3187373569498110397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/3187373569498110397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-do-jay-cutler-denver-broncos-qb.html' title='What do Jay Cutler (Denver Broncos QB), Team Type I (pro cycling team), Nick Jonas (duh!), and Big Tone have in Common??'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SRwzmEUOq_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PKMuRwLp5j0/s72-c/pod+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-2301930039477286823</id><published>2008-11-11T19:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T19:18:30.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow wow I love the French French!</title><content type='html'>Just a quick post with an update on our little World Run Day event.  I told you we were sending off a nice check to American Diabetes Association.  Well, here it is.  The total will be $250!  Incredible effort from our small group.  What does everyone think of that?  Don't answer yet.  Through a conversation with my boss, she reminded me of a common practice for big corporations of matching gifts.  They will match our donation for diabetes education and research to the charity!  With our current state of affairs in corporate America, I am proud to say that the company I work for does this kind of thing for it's employee's causes.  Go SA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the World Run Day website link that highlights the Temple Run/Walk.  Be proud.  I encourage you to forward it along to someone you know.  Let them know you got out and exercised.  Tell them about the Big Tone Tri's for Diabetes army that you are now all a part of.  Let's make a difference.  Thanks again to all the participants.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://runday.com/2008%20Philadelphia.htm"&gt;http://runday.com/2008%20Philadelphia.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-2301930039477286823?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/2301930039477286823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=2301930039477286823' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/2301930039477286823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/2301930039477286823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2008/11/wow-wow-i-love-french-french.html' title='Wow wow I love the French French!'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-8457526963843657203</id><published>2008-11-09T14:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T14:25:14.358-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...and the whole world ran</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SRdhnmC-hZI/AAAAAAAAABo/0CNU5C4Tl7g/s1600-h/World+Run+Day+2008+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266785622088910226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SRdhnmC-hZI/AAAAAAAAABo/0CNU5C4Tl7g/s320/World+Run+Day+2008+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;World Run Day 2008 in Temple was a smashing hit! 27 participants on the trail total. I have to admit, when my sister told me she saw the run day website, I figured I could brow beat 3 maybe 4 people to come run with me today. Up until yesterday, I still thought it would be a low key "event". I was up super early this morning with excitement like Christmas morning when I was like 8 years old (ok, my mother, father, sister, and wife are all saying, yeah right, 8!! Try every year since you were 8). Missy made some great monkey bread, we had waters, bananas, a Y fruit tray, and sticky buns from Jim and Donna on the way. My mom even unintentionally had Diabetes Awareness Month swag from the grocery store! We had a nice moment you see in the photo on the same front steps where there are usually fireworks, parades, and beers. Not today, we were setting out for exercise and community spirit. Just like every single one of my runs/rides, we first listened to the Star Spangled Banner. Then, as one unit, we were off on the trail. A handful of runners (way to go Steve, Don, and Coach Tom) and plenty of walkers. I was so proud of each of them. It was a beautiful November morning and everyone enjoyed coffee and refreshments for an hour or so after. I was so happy we could do something for fitness and charity. We will be sending a nice check to the American Diabetes Association. Normally, this is where I say Go Big Tone. This time, take a deeper breath before you read this one to yourself. Go Missy, Bean, Mom, Dad, Diane, Don, Jackie, Ryan, Kev, Brad, Dexter, Steve, Patty, Bon Bon, John, Kathy, Jolyn, Lisa, Coach Tom, Dan, Ginny, Liz, Jean Louise, Thomas, Milo, Pinot, Stoli, Jim, Donna, Zeb, Wiggles, Jaime, Cabo (those 3 out west!), and, as usual, Big Tone. Thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-8457526963843657203?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/8457526963843657203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=8457526963843657203' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/8457526963843657203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/8457526963843657203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2008/11/and-whole-world-ran.html' title='...and the whole world ran'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SRdhnmC-hZI/AAAAAAAAABo/0CNU5C4Tl7g/s72-c/World+Run+Day+2008+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-3145223213126559061</id><published>2008-11-05T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T07:34:10.252-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope and Change</title><content type='html'>I have come to enjoy swimming, although the pool water and pool area was a bit chilly on Monday.  Another 1K swim and 5K run day.  I always feel good about myself when I can combine two workouts into one day.  I feel like it helps me to combat any breakfast/lunch and then dinner.  I haven't had too many lows in the past few weeks.  In addition, in the last week, I've downloaded a web app onto my iphone to track all my diabetes markers.  Blood sugars, shots, meals, and exercise have all been loaded into my application.  I can even email it to my doctor (thanks mom and dad for the gift that keeps on giving!).  And after a little BigTone like run in with a certain set of doctors, I will be seeing a new one next week for the installation of an insulin pump.  It's called the Omnipod and it's tubeless and wireless!  I am very much looking forward to changing the way I take medicine and tightening control of my diabetes all with a more efficient way of taking on this training.  I will post about the pump on the day it's officially in.  I hope this change is a good one and life with diabetes gets better and easier for everyone.  I'm sure Missy will be happy about that one.&lt;br /&gt;With election day gone, I want to congratulate all the winners.  They have important jobs to do.  They should ALL be on the lookout because the Big Tone Tri's for Diabetes Army will be checking on them and keeping them accountable.  Go Big Tone and the USA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-3145223213126559061?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/3145223213126559061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=3145223213126559061' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/3145223213126559061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/3145223213126559061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2008/11/hope-and-change.html' title='Hope and Change'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-7822858838765219535</id><published>2008-11-02T12:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T12:58:09.619-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, Mon! Pass the dutchie from the left hand side...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SQ4Rr_3fnAI/AAAAAAAAABg/NNJSixkT2zo/s1600-h/Jones+Hallowween+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264164462018927618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SQ4Rr_3fnAI/AAAAAAAAABg/NNJSixkT2zo/s320/Jones+Hallowween+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Good run followed by a canceled rec swim on Friday.  I will have to take that up with Aquatic Director Mike tomorrow.  Big day for training on Saturday.  Missy and I were headed to Chestertown for the Olympic Themed costume party.  Missy dropped Madonna and me off at the Anchorage, the Jones wedding place, and we rode into town.  24 miles of pure road bliss.  Anyone who's ever ridden a road bike would appreciate this ride.  It seems flat in the car but a nice rolling rural highway with a super wide shoulder.  Very safe.  She and I "got into the groove" and I could feel the burn.  My competitor was the sun and "like a prayer", we rolled into the Jones resort in time greeted by Patrick and a beer! Perfect ending to a super sweet workout.  I could eat all throught the party without affecting my blood sugar and woke up Sunday morning at 90.  I love when that happens.&lt;br /&gt;Wiggles came home this weekend.  A nice surprise for all of us.  Everybody got a chance to see her and do the things we like to do together.  She and I watched tv together and laughed out loud, too loud.  Bean and she went to see HSM3, just like all the other 6 year old girls.  Ha ha.  Mom mom and Pop pop got to take them both to eat.  Grammy and Pop pop even stopped by on Sunday.  I think Pop Pop Al wanted to see Cabo! Missy was just happy that she was around.  Thanks Wiggles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-7822858838765219535?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/7822858838765219535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=7822858838765219535' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/7822858838765219535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/7822858838765219535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey-mon-pass-dutchie-from-left-hand.html' title='Hey, Mon! Pass the dutchie from the left hand side...'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SQ4Rr_3fnAI/AAAAAAAAABg/NNJSixkT2zo/s72-c/Jones+Hallowween+016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-7531440493456769474</id><published>2008-10-29T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T15:00:44.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look, Bean, it's snowing!!</title><content type='html'>As I was just about to head out of the door for my run, I saw an odd site.  A blizzard of snow and rain!  On October 29th!!  My first thought was of canceling the training I had planned.  It was 40 degrees, snowing like crazy, we're headed for dinner in a few hours.  I can take the day off.  Then I realized that Type I never gets to take the day off.  It doesn't get vacation, personal, sick, or snow days!!  So I told Bean it was snowing, not raining, put on another layer, and cranked up the national anthem in my earphones to hit the trail.  As I passed by the back dining room window, I saw a smiling Beaner marveling at the weather.  I thought that maybe she was smiling because she was thinking, "Wow.  There goes Big Tone.  Running in the snow on a cold day because it is on his plan.  Good for him!" I thought again and realized she was probably just smiling because it was snowing.  Ha ha.  Oh well, I'll take the "arctic" twinkle in her eye as a compliment anyway!  As I always tell Missy, I take what I can get!&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday today to Big Tone's Dad.  You're not getting older, you're just now older than mom!  Ha ha.  Hope you enjoy the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-7531440493456769474?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/7531440493456769474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=7531440493456769474' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/7531440493456769474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/7531440493456769474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2008/10/look-bean-its-snowing.html' title='Look, Bean, it&apos;s snowing!!'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-4154321099856026414</id><published>2008-10-28T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T16:21:55.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Muhls, Lions, Phillies, Eagles,Phillies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SQeeVGGSjJI/AAAAAAAAABY/CT7IWvNKp84/s1600-h/Iphoneseptoct+058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262348774857149586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SQeeVGGSjJI/AAAAAAAAABY/CT7IWvNKp84/s320/Iphoneseptoct+058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Swim run, swim run, swim run. I have been on a good streak of swimming 1K and running 5K. I really have come to like getting in the pool. Although I receive no points for style, I always time myself and continue to beat the previous workout's time. Aquatic Director Mike puts the pool timer on for me. I feel like I'm in the Water Cube! Ha ha. I've eliminated the side stroke and any laps with a back stroke. I've even taken the advice of Michele Y and have gotten a few laps in with a "freestyle". The run is still a steady workout for me. I even ran in the rain because I had it on the plan for yesterday. I even scared the heck out of Eddie S on the trail with his two dogs. Anyone who knows Eddie knows that is a funny scene! The blood sugar has been good too. Running is a great equalizer for eating what I want. Swimming, though, makes me famished!! Although I swim the same as Michael Phelps does in about 10 minutes (it takes me 30) I can understand why he consumes those huge meals!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A great weekend for sports if you're me. It started with the Muhls in a comeback win under the lights Friday night. Then off to watch PSU and the Phighting Phils simultaneously get the W. Josh rang me up for a great day at the Linc to see the Eagles win. We had a great time and we should do more of that, my friend! Home for a shower and comfy clothes with Missy and Bean to watch the Phils get sooooo close to the championship!! Go Big Tone and the Phils!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-4154321099856026414?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/4154321099856026414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=4154321099856026414' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/4154321099856026414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/4154321099856026414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2008/10/muhls-lions-phillies-eaglesphillies.html' title='Muhls, Lions, Phillies, Eagles,Phillies'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SQeeVGGSjJI/AAAAAAAAABY/CT7IWvNKp84/s72-c/Iphoneseptoct+058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-1940983241422809023</id><published>2008-10-22T19:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T13:48:20.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>M. Louise Ciccone, Bay City MI 1958</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SQYpB15-wPI/AAAAAAAAABQ/fil8uayADKU/s1600-h/bianchi+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261938326255878386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SQYpB15-wPI/AAAAAAAAABQ/fil8uayADKU/s320/bianchi+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am having a great week of training. I know that sounds conceited but there have been weeks or runs or other workouts that I haven't told you about! Ha ha. I am on a 1K swim 5K run per day week. I know it's only two days so far but I promise to do the same tomorrow! I feel good and have adjusted my run mix to help me get through Missy's loop with confidence and strength. My blood sugars are reflecting the good workouts, too. I can flat out knock this diabetes right out of the park ala Chase Utley in Game 1 of the World Series. Go Phillies!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, my road bike has a name. Eric and Lisa confirmed the vote on CCD night (that would be adult CCD for those of you keeping score at home!). Madonna Louise Ciccone has reinvented herself many times over and she is old/used by pop culture standards. She is of Italian decent and has shown some serious commitment to fitness. When I rode my bike for the "very first time", I knew I was starting a new chapter in my life. Although I have never "vogued" while riding, I do live with a few "material girls". If you haven't guessed yet, my road/racing bike has a new name. I will call her Madonna. So if you see me riding Madonna, don't tell Guy or A-Rod, just say Go Big Tone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-1940983241422809023?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/1940983241422809023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=1940983241422809023' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/1940983241422809023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/1940983241422809023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2008/10/m-louise-ciccone-bay-city-mi-1958.html' title='M. Louise Ciccone, Bay City MI 1958'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SQYpB15-wPI/AAAAAAAAABQ/fil8uayADKU/s72-c/bianchi+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-8977597828236497308</id><published>2008-10-19T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T15:28:56.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If I Could Only Reach Out and Give the Whole World a Hug</title><content type='html'>Just a quick post to alert the Big Tone Tri army of a couple blogs I've listed.  Peter is a Type I diabetic that has surpassed his goals of becoming a triathlete and has moved on to train for 26.2.  He is a true inspiration for someone with Highs and Lows.  Also, since Big Tone's Mom and Sister suffer every day with it, Crohn's disease is part of my life.  We've experienced it all from different angles but they have dealt with the physical pain.  Our good friends next door have it in their life too.  Please take a look at Tricia's site, The Family Crohn's, for her view on this terrible illness that makes for a whole other set of highs and lows that will keep you out of the water, off the bike, and no where near the road for days at a time.  Go Lil Patrick tomorrow, we're thinking of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-8977597828236497308?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/8977597828236497308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=8977597828236497308' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/8977597828236497308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/8977597828236497308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2008/10/if-i-could-only-reach-out-and-give.html' title='If I Could Only Reach Out and Give the Whole World a Hug'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-244919419256656994</id><published>2008-10-18T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T15:19:49.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Will Never Be Able To Out Work My Dad</title><content type='html'>Great 2 days of workouts. Friday was 8 miles on the road bike (still unnamed) then on to run Missy's 2 mile walk loop in the village. I was nervous since I said I was going to do that last week and was unable to complete. Fried chicken for lunch and the market and all, I finished very strong. I actually felt like I could have done more. Even celebrated with Don, my "biathlete" friend, after the homecoming game! Got up early Saturday with Steve and rode 22 miles on the trail. Blood sugar in check before. Yes, it was cold and yes, our toes were numb!! Felt great, though. I am sure Steve's legs are going to be fine, Michele!!! After, split a bagel with Missy and tasted some new market fudge and my blood sugar was still in check. I can flat out beat this diabetes! Ha ha...&lt;br /&gt;World Run Day, rail trail style, is starting to grow with a few weeks left to join. Mom and I got our shirts. Steve and his team have theirs on order and Missy and Bean are right behind. Are you registering today???&lt;br /&gt;Special note, hats (and gloves after this morning's ride!) off to Big Tone's Dad. There are too many lessons learned here to list. Way to go on the latest highpoint. You never fail to always do more and do it by never showing the lows. You never lost your hero status! Love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-244919419256656994?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/244919419256656994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=244919419256656994' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/244919419256656994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/244919419256656994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-will-never-be-able-to-out-work-my-dad.html' title='I Will Never Be Able To Out Work My Dad'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-2133088018717770481</id><published>2008-10-17T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T04:18:45.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Earning the Cinnamon Buns</title><content type='html'>It was a slow week for training.  I traveled 2 nights this week but managed a fitness center workout.  Part bike and part treadmill. It's amazing how boring that is after so many months of outside biking and running.  Also, I didn't log as many miles running this week and my body quickly seems to forget!  No problem though, just have to hit the pavement.  I had a nice ride with some partners last Sunday.  Steve and Don joined me for part of my short township loop.  We climbed a couple of nice hills.  We all made it!  Missy had cinnamon buns ready upon our return. &lt;br /&gt;Take a walk outside this weekend.  It's going to be nice and brisk!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-2133088018717770481?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/2133088018717770481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=2133088018717770481' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/2133088018717770481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/2133088018717770481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2008/10/earning-cinnamon-buns.html' title='Earning the Cinnamon Buns'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-6604243061217430201</id><published>2008-10-10T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T15:10:45.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinktoberfest!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The crisp morning air of autumn means two things; friday night lights with your favorite sweater on and long sleeves for the road bike! Today, my plan is to get in a 10mile ride backed up right away with a 2.5 mile run. Let's see if Big Tone can put 2/3's of the tri together at once. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;To deviate for a post, you will notice the color of the text. I've been thinking about October being Breast Cancer Awareness month. A strong grandmother, mother, and the feeling of being responsible for an awesome little sister growing up. The most incredible luck with a lifelong partner in a wife/best friend/etc. Larger than anything in life, beautiful, intelligent, funny talented daughters. More female cousins and aunts than anyone in my graduating class(haha). Very close and endearing female friends. The priveledge of having a caring mother in law and grandmothers in law. An extraordinary number of coworkers(it's my industry!). The Hens. These are just a few "simple" statements about my life and the women in it. Breast cancer has touched EVERYONE reading this blog in some way shape or form. If you are reading it, be aware this month. Think of a survivor, a winner, or someone who came in close second to it today and everyday this month. Those of you who are battling breast cancer right now, please don't ever ever ever give up. You all have Big Tone's Tri Army behind you. I'll see to it that you do. Special call out to Aunt Kath, Carol, Aunt Patti, and Robin Roberts (Missy and I watch GMA every morning getting ready for work!). You're what this means to me. So Beat Breast Cancer, Save the ta ta's, Save Second Base, or a number of other rally cries that I've seen all over the place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-6604243061217430201?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/6604243061217430201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=6604243061217430201' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/6604243061217430201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/6604243061217430201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2008/10/pinktoberfest.html' title='Pinktoberfest!'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-7586701407042959976</id><published>2008-10-09T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T02:08:33.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not the End of a Streak, But the Beginning of a New One</title><content type='html'>Two days of rest this week so far but not by choice.  I fell ill Sunday afternoon after the race (and a miserable Eagles game).  I napped for 2 hours and woke up Monday morning with a terrible sinus infection.  I say woke up loosely because I have very little recollection of Monday at all.  After Missy dragged me to the doctor Monday night, he told me sinusitis and don't go to work on Tuesday and maybe even Wednesday.  I know the voice in my head keeps telling me I'm invincible but this Type I helped to knock me back!  I couldn't even think about working out Monday or Tuesday.  I worked at taking in fluids!!  Ha.  Oh well, followed orders and was out on Wednesday.  I went to work easy and had a decent day.  An evening 3 miler at dusk (with my relector vest on) proved to be good medicine.  I finished strong and felt even better.  Know when to rest is my take away.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was a bit of a disappointment in another area.  After almost 2 full regular seasons without a loss, the volleyball team we follow dropped one in a 3 game match.  Our fan base was sad but I say if you get knocked down seven times, you get up for the eighth!  So to Beaner, T, Marissa, Col-B, Zoe, Maddie, and the rest of the team, get back up and show 'em what you got. You can do it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-7586701407042959976?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/7586701407042959976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=7586701407042959976' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/7586701407042959976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/7586701407042959976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2008/10/not-end-of-streak-but-beginning-of-new.html' title='Not the End of a Streak, But the Beginning of a New One'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-7234651557275489789</id><published>2008-10-05T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T17:57:01.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Not Fair, We've Got Mer(and she's trying to keep up with the Joneses!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SOliHFgpHzI/AAAAAAAAABI/Ti-tuSXe0tI/s1600-h/Ear+Run+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253838314182090546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SOliHFgpHzI/AAAAAAAAABI/Ti-tuSXe0tI/s320/Ear+Run+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The morning after the big party was time to run/walk. Alex, Maggie, Patrick, Meredith and I ran a local 5K. Kiki and Missy walked it. Mom mom and Pop pop lead the charge at the finish with Wiggles, Bean, Jamie, Jakob, Nickolas, Pinot, Stoli, and Cabo. It was a beautiful morning to have a clear head and open up on the trail. I set a goal of 2 minutes faster than last week and I beat my goal. My dad had a clock on my start and finish and he had me beating it by 2:14. I was happy. The big winners on the day were Maggie and Meredith who came in first and second in their age group!! We were all so proud. All that food the night before and only one jello shot kept my blood sugar in check and fueled me to my goal! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for everyone's well wishes at the parade. We now have a Big Tone Tri Army wearing Diabetes bracelets! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-7234651557275489789?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/7234651557275489789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=7234651557275489789' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/7234651557275489789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/7234651557275489789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-not-fair-weve-got-merand-shes.html' title='It&apos;s Not Fair, We&apos;ve Got Mer(and she&apos;s trying to keep up with the Joneses!)'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SOliHFgpHzI/AAAAAAAAABI/Ti-tuSXe0tI/s72-c/Ear+Run+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-7000218037361176164</id><published>2008-10-02T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T12:18:38.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Early Challenge to everyone (yes, that means you Don!!)</title><content type='html'>My wonderful sister has issued a challenge, per se.  There is an event called World Run Day on November 9, 2008.  It pretty much looks like if you register with active.com, go out on November 9th and run, you get a t-shirt and bragging rights that you entered a run!  My challenge to all of the Big Tone world is for each of you to participate.  Let's start at 10:00AM on the Rail Trail behind my house.  We'll have water and some refreshments for anyone who wants to do it.  Run at your own pace, no clocks except for the ones on your wrist, and run your own distance.  One mile is north and back from our house.  It will be a great achievement for everyone!!  Go here &lt;a href="http://www.active.com/page/Event_Details.htm?event_id=1641672&amp;amp;assetId=53eb65f5-9e4c-446a-9323-7b1a68c381cb"&gt;http://www.active.com/page/Event_Details.htm?event_id=1641672&amp;amp;assetId=53eb65f5-9e4c-446a-9323-7b1a68c381cb&lt;/a&gt; to see more details.  It's $17.99 which gets you official designation and a T -shirt.  Missy and I will spot the water and after run refreshments (we can talk about that later, honey!!).  I hope to hear from lots of you that you're in (I hear Yo Miss! registering now because she could never back down from a challenge from Big Tone).  It's a create your own event and we'll ALL be winners.  Thanks, Aim...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-7000218037361176164?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/7000218037361176164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=7000218037361176164' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/7000218037361176164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/7000218037361176164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2008/10/early-challenge-to-everyone-yes-that.html' title='An Early Challenge to everyone (yes, that means you Don!!)'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-7588357253673204423</id><published>2008-10-02T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T05:24:29.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Saturday in October</title><content type='html'>I swam 800M twice this week.  The first time was 24:47 and the second time was 23:30!  I was pumped to see that I could pick that time and beat it.  I have tried to work on my Big Tone Breast Stroke to make it more efficient.  Aquatic Director Mike must think I am nutty if he ever sees me flailing in the water!! In anticipation of this weekend's 5K I have run our trail.  I think I can beat my time from the Great Race by 2 minutes.  That's my goal and I'm sticking to it.  Dad, I will write down the time and give it to you.  You can be my pace coach for Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to another huge event coming up in our lives.  The first Saturday in October for the last 17 years has marked the local Halloween parade.  Most of you reading this blog know what this event means.  For us, it's a chance to host as many family and friends as  possible to show our tremendous pride in our community.  We have a "once you're invited you're always invited" philosophy, too.  Some kids in the area have spent every halloween parade at our house!  Missy and I absolutely love (and stress pre-party!) to have everyone over.  It's a good chance for us to see how far our love reaches.  Mom mom's chicken noodle soup and cookies, Grammy's chili, Uncle Smokey's jambalaya, Missy's Jello shots via syringes, Victor's pizza, Kiki's mac n cheese, and a host of other special treats everyone brings will fill us all (and there are never leftovers!).   So, Happy Halloween Parade weekend everyone and, remember, Go Big Tone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-7588357253673204423?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/7588357253673204423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=7588357253673204423' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/7588357253673204423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/7588357253673204423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2008/10/first-saturday-in-october.html' title='First Saturday in October'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-3456043267237489288</id><published>2008-09-28T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T19:31:48.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Race and NOT last place!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SOA9xzjAh1I/AAAAAAAAABA/yLkpo4eHVmA/s1600-h/Great+Race+and+Hens+Rugby+040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251265091373926226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SOA9xzjAh1I/AAAAAAAAABA/yLkpo4eHVmA/s320/Great+Race+and+Hens+Rugby+040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Parents weekend was filled with fun on campus. A much needed hug for the injured, a puppy and all his friends, a rugby game and social, and an early night in the city for Big Tone and Miss Missy. Pittsburgh's Great Race was Sunday morning bright and early. The weather was dry but extremely humid! Missy and I caught a shuttle (no easy task) and thought it would be a breeze to get to the start and for her to get back down to the finish. Not so. We eventually got my number and Missy caught the shuttle but it dropped her 2 miles from the finish! She got her workout in to make it to see me finish in the nick of time. While she was doing that, I was in line to use the "facilities" during the national anthem and the start gun! By the time I finished my business, the crowd of 3700 was off and running/walking. It took me a while to get around the walkers and slower runners (if you can imagine a runner slower than me!). A beautiful 3 miles from Pitt's campus down to the point. Ran the whole way and was greeted by the two little Cranberry boys in the picture and Lil Tone. Thanks for coming out. Also, thanks for all the well wishes from everyone. They fuel me and lets me feel like I am competing for all of your sakes! And, as always, thanks to my Missy. She's the best (wife, friend, coach, and manager). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-3456043267237489288?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/3456043267237489288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=3456043267237489288' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/3456043267237489288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/3456043267237489288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2008/09/great-race-and-not-last-place.html' title='Great Race and NOT last place!'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SOA9xzjAh1I/AAAAAAAAABA/yLkpo4eHVmA/s72-c/Great+Race+and+Hens+Rugby+040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-4723087720407331557</id><published>2008-09-24T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T07:00:24.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Deja Vu All Over Again</title><content type='html'>I ran the Shiver course early Sunday morning.  I really wanted to check an actual 5K route for this Sunday's Great Race.  I did well and came in under my super slow goal time.  I followed it up Monday with a 4 miler to get my legs under me and felt great.  Rest day Tuesday but I was in a mood to grind something out so I hopped on the road bike (still unnamed!) and attacked some hills.  It felt good to get up and over even after a couple of run days.  I am tapering a bit for the race but I want to swim twice this week and I will get in some easy runs before taking Friday and Saturday off.  I really wanted to run early morning but some blood sugar highs have gotten in the way.  More of an pain in the neck than anything.  A bolus of insulin and a 20 minute nap before getting the Bean to school usually helps. &lt;br /&gt;We snagged a bit of a bump in the road in our house.  Wiggles has taken it on the knee, again.  I feel terrible for her but I know that because she is such a strong willed and determined young woman this will only be a bump in the road.  Re-inventing herself is what has made her so incredible.  Love you, Wiggles. I'll train harder with you on my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-4723087720407331557?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/4723087720407331557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=4723087720407331557' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/4723087720407331557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/4723087720407331557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-deja-vu-all-over-again.html' title='It&apos;s Deja Vu All Over Again'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-7041382042764473776</id><published>2008-09-20T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T16:21:20.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming with the Swedish Fishes</title><content type='html'>So I got in the pool for the first time this week.  Let's just say that Aquatic Director Mike didn't arrest me for foul strokes!  I did 3 sets of 2o0M with a minute break in between.  Not a bad workout for the first time.  I even wore a cap and goggles.  I'm glad there wasn't anyone else in the pool!  I mixed it up with freestyle and breast stroke, Big Tone style, and a few side stroke laps.  I think I can do the swim part as long as no one takes away points for style. &lt;br /&gt;My run workouts this week weren't that great.  The beginning part of the week was nice with a 4 miler then a 3.5 miler.  The rest of the week had me crashing into a low that caused me to have to walk briskly home for some cranberry juice pick me ups!  I should know better by now but I don't.  I plan on taking better care this week for my runs since I have the Pittsburgh Great Race a week from now.  As for my blood sugar in the pool, I knocked it out just fine with some swedish fish! &lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to Janel L.  I got a "Go Big Tone" from her this week on one of my better runs.  That definitely helps me out there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-7041382042764473776?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/7041382042764473776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=7041382042764473776' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/7041382042764473776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/7041382042764473776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2008/09/swimming-with-swedish-fishes.html' title='Swimming with the Swedish Fishes'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-3923036866817305942</id><published>2008-09-16T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T05:30:27.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Nick Jonas</title><content type='html'>I have been informed that today is Nick Jonas's 16th birthday. For those of you not following along, Nick is a member of the latest boy band who has diabetes. He wrote a song called "A little bit longer" that kind of chronicles his life with Type I. ( &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ceHlXAZ5_U0"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ceHlXAZ5_U0&lt;/a&gt; for a listen). He talks about having to stay in the hospital a little bit longer and goes on to say that he has hope for a cure if he only waits a little bit longer. Because Type I usually gets diagnosed when you are a kid, it has been called juvenile diabetes. Nick was diagnosed when he was 13, I was 26. The same symptoms of excessive weight loss, constant thirst, irritability (ask the the ladies I live with!!), headaches, and shakiness drove both of us to seek medical attention. I was fortunate enough to have asked my doctor at a well baby visit for guess who (it is dawning on me that my beaner is my Type I angel!). By contrast, Nick, and so many others, find out by having to land in a hospital. The Type I comes as an immune system suppression. One day for me, it cracked and my pancreas stopped functioning properly. I went undiagnosed for about 9 months. So, if anyone has been feeling different with some of these and other symptoms, go ask a healthcare professional.And, to Nick and all those other young folks battling the "highs and the lows", happy birthday! Let's all work hard and have hope a little bit longer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-3923036866817305942?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/3923036866817305942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=3923036866817305942' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/3923036866817305942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/3923036866817305942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-nick-jonas_16.html' title='Happy Birthday, Nick Jonas'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-8678841101152472206</id><published>2008-09-15T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T05:29:26.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shiny New Bike!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SM-mnTzzu3I/AAAAAAAAAA4/aYYKefT30Xk/s1600-h/bianchi+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246595285172599666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SM-mnTzzu3I/AAAAAAAAAA4/aYYKefT30Xk/s320/bianchi+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Stoli&lt;/span&gt; (our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lhasa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;shi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tzu&lt;/span&gt; mix) and I went to our first triathlon on Sunday morning. We went to check things out and get a feel for how this event runs. I had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt; race jitters on the way to the staging area even though I wasn't even competing! However, what I realized is that all kinds of people do this and, despite the fact that I am a ways from being ready, I feel good about myself completing the event. My favorite part was hearing the cheers from the crowd. A "Go Daddy or Mommy" from the little ones brought a tear to my eye (if you know me, then you know that tear was literal!). One man even slowed about 15 yards from the finish so he could cross the end line holding hands with his 5 year old daughter. It reminded me of one of my first 10K's where Sports ran with me to the end line for about 20 yards (yes, another tear there!).&lt;br /&gt;Well, I picked up my road bike on Friday. I was very excited. It is a white &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Bianchi&lt;/span&gt; Eros with a multicolored bar tape. I name all my bikes so I will look for suggestions from anyone posting. My red Gary Fisher is named &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Fergie&lt;/span&gt; and my old white Giant is called Carmen Electra. I hope to name my new girl soon so feel free to come up with a good one! I rode a short 10 miler last night before dusk and I am very pleased. I can't wait to train harder on her(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;twss&lt;/span&gt;!!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-8678841101152472206?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/8678841101152472206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=8678841101152472206' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/8678841101152472206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/8678841101152472206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2008/09/shiny-new-bike.html' title='Shiny New Bike!'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SM-mnTzzu3I/AAAAAAAAAA4/aYYKefT30Xk/s72-c/bianchi+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-6640374423119113203</id><published>2008-09-11T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T19:18:55.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Tone 1,  Type I 0</title><content type='html'>Well, as I was waiting on a doc this afternoon at 3, my blood sugar dropped.  Probably because I over bolused but it was low.  When I got to my car, I checked.  It was 49 (ugh!).  I scampered with a pack of Twizzler's and some nerds.  After a struggle to focus again, I rebounded just fine.  Since I did not make it to my early morning run, I still had to rally to get the 4 miles in.  By 6:30 tonight I finished a 4 mile run and walked with Missy for 20 minutes as a cool down.  That is an example of the potential struggle with this zero insulin producing pancreas of mine!  Either way, I managed and still got the 4 miler in!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-6640374423119113203?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/6640374423119113203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=6640374423119113203' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/6640374423119113203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/6640374423119113203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2008/09/big-tone-1-type-i-0.html' title='Big Tone 1,  Type I 0'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-3509138874700528948</id><published>2008-09-10T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T15:34:43.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A thousand thanks and treading troddin trails</title><content type='html'>First, I want to thank everyone for responding to the emails and viewing and posting on the site. You will motivate me everyday. I want to say a couple of special thanks. One to my sister for charging the masses, one to my parents for the email (you probably can't imagine how important your support is to me), a one to my wife (from the moment you said the site was in your favorites, I knew you will get me to where I need to go).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, so many people are asking about my training. Well, I have set myself up with quite a long time frame. I did this intentionally so that come race day I am over prepared. Most sites for training plans put out a 12 week program. I would like to compete by June 2009. For now, I am still attached to my bike as much as possible. The end of this week sparks a new chapter in my cycling life because I am acquiring a road bike. I can't wait. I'll post more info on that later. The swim part, the biggest challenge, will begin next week for me. The local high school has some rec swim times where I think I can get in a couple sessions per week through the winter. As for the run, this is where I can focus and keep up to pace! I train near my house on a trail that runs from the neighborhood in which we've raised our girls to the neighborhood in which I grew up. It is a 3.5 mile track on a railroad line. It will soon be paved and will be so much better. Running here makes me think of the similarities and differences between my childhood and our girls. I love having that close to my house. When I run on the road, I "glide" through the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;halloween&lt;/span&gt; parade route (I will explain that event in another post!!) and on past the schools we all went to (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ie&lt;/span&gt; my father, my in laws, my wife's grandmother, my wife and me, and our kids!!) and up around the church where I received sacraments, got married, and have had our girls receive their sacraments. If you haven't figured it out, I live in a small town and always have. Some might say this isn't so grand, but if you meet our daughters, you might think otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be entering in some 5K and 10K runs through the fall and winter. First up is The Great Race in downtown Pittsburgh. I hope to have a good size cheering section since it is Family Weekend at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Wiggles's&lt;/span&gt; university, which is near there, and I have secured two little boy fans from Cranberry Township (will those 2 boys make it to see Big Tone finish? I hope so!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With each training run and each race I enter on my journey, I think of all of you who support me. Whether it's Wiggles and her run last weekend that she claims caused her calf muscles to fall off or my wife who has me weighing in on Monday mornings (I hope that I can cross off my weight goal each week. She can be mean if not! Ha ha ha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, rest day today.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kiki&lt;/span&gt; says I everyone needs them!  Early morning road run.  4 miles is my goal.  Don't forget, if when you see me out there, let out a good "Go Big Tone"!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-3509138874700528948?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/3509138874700528948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=3509138874700528948' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/3509138874700528948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/3509138874700528948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2008/09/thousand-thanks-and-treading-troddin.html' title='A thousand thanks and treading troddin trails'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-96895823116352637</id><published>2008-09-08T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T05:46:32.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unintentional Inspiration</title><content type='html'>Claudia, or Bean to some of us, shared with me a concert experience with the Jonas Brothers.  One of the 3 brothers has Type I and has written a song about his life with diabetes.  After a couple of beers on the beach, I told her I should run or bike or something and raise money and maybe we can somehow get his attention and meet him!  That idea seemed fun during the day and spilled over into a triathlon (we were right by the ocean!).  I bought into it.  The thought of being fit enough for a triathlon was very appealing.  As I went on and on about it, she quickly reminded me that there would be no way I could get in shape for a tri and continue to do the things I do with diet (including those beers on the beach!).  Being put in your place, unintentionally, by your own offspring can have an effect on your mind.  So, with that, there were no beers the next day and plenty of thoughts on acquiring a bike to ride the tri and a scamper for a place to swim.  I already have running shoes!  The blog was a way to hold me accountable and I hope it becomes someplace many people visit.  The attention will fuel me to become a triathlete for real!  So, if the Jonas Brothers come out with support or not (of course, in my research of this idea I am only one of about 10,000 people who do this! Ha ha), I still want to complete my mission.  Thanks, Bean.  I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-96895823116352637?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/96895823116352637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=96895823116352637' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/96895823116352637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/96895823116352637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2008/09/unintentional-inspiration.html' title='Unintentional Inspiration'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718184764865573881.post-8923806063072331224</id><published>2008-09-06T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T17:02:44.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready, Set, Go!</title><content type='html'>I am Big Tone. I am a 39 year old husband and father with Type I diabetes. I enjoy running and biking for exercise and I do it to keep my health in check. A couple of weeks ago, my youngest daughter unintentionally sparked me to train for a triathlon. I thought that if I would write about the ups, downs, and sideways about my training on the web I would be more likely to keep up the training. Also, I wanted to add an element of diabetes awareness to the site and eventually, when I can enter into a race, help raise money for diabetes research. I hope the site educates and possibly inspires anyone who visits. I am quite motivated to good health for my family. Please visit regularly so that I can show you my progress and teach you about this chronic illness with no cure available. If you happen to see me while training or, eventually, in a race, I would appreciate a hearty "Go Big Tone!" Thanks and I look forward to getting fit with all of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718184764865573881-8923806063072331224?l=bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/feeds/8923806063072331224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718184764865573881&amp;postID=8923806063072331224' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/8923806063072331224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718184764865573881/posts/default/8923806063072331224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigtonetrisfordiabetes.blogspot.com/2008/09/ready-set-go.html' title='Ready, Set, Go!'/><author><name>Big Tone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13160883062048648833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhTZlYsX5JY/SMZ1-nmF0II/AAAAAAAAAAQ/KoUz1rxaH8o/S220/Father%27s+Day+003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
