Season has just begun. Low symptoms are morphing hard.
Nowadays a low consists of pounding headaches, running to the ladies and bad next day hangovers.
It’s making the start of this training difficult.
It’s crappy. I’ve cried…hard. But one thing is for certain, t1d has taught me the value of time. When I’m feeling good and bg’s are rocking, I try to remind myself to enjoy every minute of it.
Live up your weekend.