Nordic diabetes skiing new territory Bigfoot family. Or, if went last year, no remember any information. Bigfoot brain not sponge. More like annoying Williams-Sonoma dishtowel never become absorbent, even after wash 15 times. Here what Bigfoot learn winter sports-travel.
An exterior pocket will not do for medical equipment. It is too cold out there.
WISDOM FROM A PROFESSIONAL:
Sean Busby advise keep pump & meter & strips close to body/warm enough or –>probably malfunction. Bubs notice frozen Skittles grind like gravel against teeth. Tip = use interior pockets.
IF YOU ARE STAYING IN A WEIRDLY AFFORDABLE HOTEL:
No trust minibar. When Bigfoot decide need use fresh insulin vial, find Frio bag ice-encrusted+ frozen rock solid. Decide stick w. current questionable, possibly—but probably not—dead/dead-ish insulin. Toss back-up Lantus pen, Humalog freshie trash while think If only I could transform those back into dollars! and That’s why you must never buy used insulin on Craig’s List! Tip = travel w. fridge thermometer.
More Hunt’s
We like Moat Mountain very much, despite the disheartening ketchup.
FRUITS AND VEGETABLES:
Only f&v this trip = ketchup. Not even Heinz ketchup—it Hunt’s. Tip = BYOF&V.
Ruler included to illustrate the scope of the (halved) whoopie pie
WHOOPIE!
39g CHO pretty hefty, but seem bargain for giant ski-bar whoopie pie. WAIT: one whoopie pie = 2 servings. Tip = enjoy, but double beware giant whoopie pie.
FASHION POLICE:
One great part Nordic skiing vs. alpine = better outfits. Hwvr, BG meter/sugar/frosting tube/glucagon make disturbingly lumpen figure of even most soigne tassel-hat/full body merino wool ensemble. Tip = better if vain person not look in mirror. (Photo not available.)
We should have set a -50% (or more?) temp basal for an hour (or more?) but forgot. A candy cane did not have the same effect.
TEMP BASAL AND CANDY CANES
Forgot pre-sports -X% temp basal? Shit. Administer candy cane. Know candy cane not enough. Snow + motion suck sugar right out. But also not want high, bc then too tired ski, and already 190mg/dL. Shit. Tip = ski a lot, figure out magic formula, start camp for teach T1 children how exist in snow
When your T1 person has a life-long disdain for Harry Potter stories yet X = five minutes of intense questioning about Ravenclaw, Y should = “Let’s test your blood sugar.” Because it is 66 with 0.75 IOB and one small candy cane in the belly.
TEST OFTEN, BUT WHAT A PAIN IN THE ASS!
Nordic skiing, testing BG more urgent/bigger hassle than ever. Part of thing is: no child/parent desire remove mitten/glove. Other part is: everything wet. Need hanky for dry finger, then finger accidentally get snowy, then dry again, then hand so cold drop strip, then strip get wet, then open strip canister almost spill all strip because balance on slippery skis. Tip = stow hanky/extra strips strategically; practice.
That was fun.
I know this isn’t the point of your post, but Hunts ketchup is the worst. Actually, anything except Heinz is disgusting, and I am not usually particularly snobby about brands. There’s a brand here called Rosa that is awful. It has lumps. What are they doing to make it so bad?
Good for you, though, for not letting diabetes keep you from taking your boy skiing. Just the thought of taking off the gloves for the testing had me mentally groaning.
The grossness of Hunts WAS pretty much the whole point—congratulations on spotting it! The other point was those Williams Sonoma dishtowels that smear water around instead of absorbing it. Can I get any back up on that?
I do know and hate that kind of crummy towel, but I have never owned anything from this Williams Sonoma of which you speak. Sounds very fancy.
Because it is 66 with 0.75 IOB and one small candy cane… Oh God. Hate this. But happen. So sorry.
I think I am still in a phase where I am more concerned about highs during sports than lows, which is dangerous and ridiculous and I hope I grow out of it soon.
Low hurt more. Scare more too. Hate low! Feel like die any minute.
I will use a hot hands in Joe’s diabetes bag to keep things warm when sledding. Great post! Sounds like fun.
SO SMART!!
I also should have had those in my mittens.
this sounds horrible!
Thank you. Whenever I am in New Hampshire I think about how much nicer it is in Vermont. (except for Franconia NH, which is honorary Vermont and has the Garnet Hill outlet.)
The skiing part is actually really nice, of course. I guess the main problems were the food and the weird hotel. And that was more about me being cheap than the entire state being inherently defective. Plus the diabetes.
But anyway.
I am now realizing that 50 more dollars on a hotel gets me a lot more in terms of pleasantness. It’s tough in snow season. And yeah, why is VT so much cuter than NH? We almost always stay in Brattleboro in a hotel that is fine and allows dogs. They have an indoor pool and a hot tub which makes up for the oldness of the place. Then we drive to Mt. Snow or somewhere for snow sports. I only cross country ski and Nate snow shoes so I’m probably no help. Mt. Snow may be lame for real skiers. I don’t know. Also – it must be hard to figure out how physical down hill skiing is – and how much to compensate. I’m impressed that you are learning his weird low BG conversations. So you need those hot packs and also the cold packs that just become cold by smushing them (in first aid)?
I only XC ski too—I thought that was called Nordic. I’m such a poser.
I was on my school’s cross-country ski team from 7th to 11th grade and I don’t remember a thing about how I managed my blood sugar while practicing/competing. I guess that means nothing ever memorable happened (good). I do remember that at the time I was only carrying cheap granola bars as my low blood sugar recovery food. 5 minutes outdoors and those things turned into bricks. Why I never switched to something else is a mystery. I attribute it to being 15.
Reading about your granola bars made my jaw hurt.