This past weekend was tough.  My mom went back home to Connecticut on Saturday and I’m not going to be able to see her again until September, and even then it will only be for a few days.  I feel like I didn’t have enough time with her.  I work so much and have the weirdest hours so even though I’d go visit work almost everyday, it just wasn’t enough.  She felt it necessary to visit with her siblings and my grandfather and clearly didn’t realize that the only reason she was in California in the first place was to hang out with me! And to make matters worse, now that I don’t have my mom’s amazing food and wonderful recipes, I have actually plan and cook for myself!

A few months ago I forced myself to experiment with a lot of great new ‘diabetic’ recipes when I tracked my food on my blog, so I decided that it’s time to break out the camera and document my blood sugars, and my meals again.  This time around I’m going to be more organized.  I’ve spent the past couple days researching different recipes and picking a mix of meals that I’m excited to learn how to make and curious to try.  The only thing I’ll miss is having my mom try everything, although I’d probably never willingly pick my prepared food over hers, nor would I expect her to pick it either.

I also started slacking slightly with exercise and in the past 3 weeks have gone to a few ballet classes and got for maybe 2 runs.  In 21 days I’ve worked out maybe 5 or 6 times total.  I’m excited to keep taking ballet classes though.  The first one was great and I felt like everything I had learned 15 years ago was slowly coming back.  But the next class I took was very overwhelming.  Instead of just 2 or 3 students, there were at least 10 and everyone knew what they were doing.  Well that’s not completely true, but I felt like I was the only person staring at my feet the whole time.  And I couldn’t for the life of me remember where to hold my arms.  It was not graceful.  So when I went last week I felt confident that I could really pick it up again, but I completely overestimated my dancing skills.  I was still in over my head.  Luckily the other women taking the classes with me are very nice and the instructors are so so patient.

This next week is going to be really busy, but not because I’m working 3 golf tournaments in a row and planning trunk shows and vendor meetings, but because I’m going to try to step outside the box and find delicious, healthy, diabetic-friendly (god I hate that phrase) meals that help me stay on track.  I have my new transmitter, new sensors, test strips, glucose tablets and insulin so I have no excuse.