Meet Colorado’s TeamType1 – Elite Squad athletes.

When: Thursday September 22nd

Where: Barbara Davis Center - lobby & conference room
(1775 Aurora Ct # A140, Aurora, CO 80045)

Time: 5:00-7:00pm

Light refreshments will be provided

Panel discussion and Open Q&A session with TeamType1 athletes.
Learn about how they train, fuel and manage their diabetes at an elite athlete level.

Discuss diabetes management routines, nutrition and anything else that is troubling you with how to be an athlete with diabetes.
Product vendors will be onsite to discuss diabetes products and nutritional options while exercising.

TT1 Participants include:
Dustin Folger – has had diabetes for 23 years, a long-time runner who took up cycling in college and specialises in omnimum and criterium road racing events.
Daniel Schneider – Has had diabetes for 15 years, Cat. 3 road racer who excels at going really fast for short distances.
Dan Cunkelman –has had diabetes for 13 yrs – focus is on XC/endurance Mountain Bike events
Kerry White – has had diabetes for 30 years and is a new mother. Specializes in ultra-endurance road and mountain bike events, as well as off road triathlons, Nordic skiing and Alpine touring.

The mission of TeamType1 athletes is “to instill hope and inspiration to people around the world affected by Diabetes. With appropriate Diet, exercise, treatment and technology, we believe anyone with diabetes can achieve their dreams”

Visit www.teamtype1.org for more information about Team Type 1, its athletes and mission.

The New Normal

YIKES!! I cannot believe 7 months have passed since the birth of our precious bundle of joy Calen Nash White, born September 14, 2010. Some days it seems like it was an eternity ago that I was pregnant and struggling with the daily tasks of attempting to have perfect blood sugar control, maintain my sanity and pretending that I was still an athlete. Being pregnant seems like a bit of a blurr now and I can understand how some people forget what it was like and proceed to produce more offspring after they were heard to have said - I am never getting pregnant again. I am sticking to my guns on this statement, there will definitely only be one, One is plenty. Calen has been an incredible miracle in our lives.

The next phase began with an anticipated amniocentisis to determine if baby's lungs were adequately developed for them to begin induction. This was not to be as I did not have enough amniotic fluid, they did not want to take some of the little I had and determined induction would begin that evening no matter what. The Doctor also commented that I had an "Ugly Placenta", not the vote of confidence I was hoping for after 9+ months of torture. Induction began Monday evening around 11pm with my first dose of oxytosin the cervix softening drug they use when you are not dilated but they want to induce. This drug is delivered once every 4 hours, the cervix begins to soften with hope that labor will commence and progress. After 16 hours of labor, 4 doses of oxytosin, contractions increasing in pain and magnitude and only 3 cm of dilation things were not going great. I was pretty crushed, I could not handle the pain any longer and succumbed to an epidural. Stephen breathed a sigh of relief as I was finally able to make conversation with him and communicate, which had been difficult in hours 12-16 as the pain increased and my ability to tolerate decreased. I had assured him that I did not want to be asked if I needed drugs and I would tell him if I did. I finally admitted defeat and did what was needed.

The anaesthesiologist was a magician as he inserted the needle into my spinal column in between contractions that were about 2-4 minutes apart and extremely painful. Being told to sit up straight and stay as still as possible while your pelvis feels like it is going to expode and you are about to puke for several continuous minutes is definitely not the easiest thing to achieve. But we did it and I was made somewhat comfortable.

Unfortunately dilation did not progress, in fact Calen seemed to be sneaking his way back up instead of down and his heart rate was showing signs of distress after each contraction, it was dropping as normal but not recovering fast enough. They brought in the on call Doctor and she spoke with us indicating that things were not looking super hopeful that I would deliver vaginally, but we wanted to try a little longer. She happily left to wait and see. Immediately after this I had further contractions and heartrate non-recovery from Calen that incurred too much stress for me. I decided a C-section would be best, as recommended by the Dr, as I could not cope with the stress of knowing if I kept waiting I might end up in an emergency C-section and Calen was already not doing super well heart rate wise. Induction had begun around 11pm 9/13/2010, I was prepped and wheeled in to the operating theatre at around 10pm on 9/14/2010. Calen arrived less than 45 minutes later after several elephant like pushes on my chest and a set of nimble hands yanking him from his comfortable shelter that had been home for the past 9 & 1/2 months. He came out kicking and screaming with good apgar scores and into his anxious Dad's arms. I got a brief look before he was wisked away for tests and care while they sewed up my pelvis. I dont remember a whole lot except that Dr Kahn told me I had nice abs as she was sewing things up and I was dreading the 6 weeks of minimal activity they told me was in the cards to recover from a C-section. This was a brutal shot to my heart as I had anticipated riding my bike and resuming normal activity within a couple of weeks after my dream labor with no drugs and a natural delivery (apart from the initial induction drug they would have to give me), "NOT", but it is what it is and I accepted that it was all worth it for a healthy baby.

Calen having his hearing test

Calen showing off Mum's great sponsor Powerbar

Acceptance is a state of mind...
and something I am learning to cope with as "The New Normal" life moves along. What is "The New Normal"? Well let me begin by revealing the secrets that all women who have had a baby or babies seem to think should be maintained as secrets until you Deliver.
1. In 6 weeks you can resume normal activity - False. I would say more like 6 months and for some this could actually be never. Thinking I went into the delivery process pretty fit for a pregnant lady the recovery has been long, slow and pretty depressing at times.
2. You will be tougher and faster "NOT", it sure does not seem like it and some days I feel like toughness departed with the placenta they disposed of and told me was ugly.
3. Breastfeeding is a joyous and bonding experience - hmm... I would have to say it has been ardous, difficult and for me one of the hardest things I have ever had to endure, but worth it for the health of our youngster. For those of you that love it and find it a bonding experience I envy you as the joy for me has been an empty basket.

We had great help and company with visits from both My parents from Australia and Stephen's Mum and step Dad from Michigan. We had lots of help and babysitting and were able to sneak in a few late fall mountain bike rides together. Something that comes too little too often still at this point in time.

Calen with the GrandDad's

After the first few months of sleep deprivation and stress with Calen not gaining weight despite valiant attempts at breasfeeding, followed by pumping and feeding him whatever was left we had to introduce formula to suppliment my breastmilk. In a 2 week period while we went nordic skiing in West Yellowstone over Thanksgiving he finally gained a pound. Things were looking up. My reticence to feed Calen formula came from reading that Children of type 1 parents are more likely to acquire Type 1 diabetes when fed with formula so I wanted to avoid this for as long as possible. This however was simply not possible and as time has passed I have accepted and fed him whatever was needed to help him grow and reach more than the 1 percentile mark for his age. We are now well beyond that and he is happy, healthy and almost 16 pounds. I have a love-hate bond with my breastpump, an experience I am so thankful I will not be repeating. It is and will be for a few more months my sidekick.

Calen's first Christmas

Sporting our handmade Frog hat

Calen has had many adventures in his first 7 months, a trip to West Yellowstone to nordic ski and be pulled in the Ski Chariot. This involved some sub-zero temperatures so a few days indoors and some time in the Ski Bivy. A few skiining trips up to the gondola, swimming in the pool at Stephen's work and most recently in an outdoor pool in Tuscon AZ. Many trips in the jogger around Eagle, Eagle-Vail and Fruita. And soon to be attempted a trip behind the bicycle in the Cycling Chariot. He thoroughly enjoys it and gets lots of good nap time.

Calen in the Chariot Baby Bivy

Out for a Ski Adventure

Calen's first trip on the Gondola.

Calen testing the Jogger without the sling, he is now big enough to sit up in it.

Calen enjoying the pool

Solids...
Now we have moved on to some solid food, just practicing right now. Calen has taken a great liking to feeding himself and making loud grunting noises as the spoon approaches his face, sometimes reaching the mouth but more often than not reaching other parts of his face. It is a most entertaining time for us, a lot of cleanup but worth it.

Calen the Green Bean Goblin

Play time is the best too, as long as it involves some jumping, things to grab and noises. Jumping is Calen's most favourite thing to do. Here is a link to our latest toy which provides hours of entertainment and jumping.

Calen enjoying his saucer

We enjoyed a brief trip to Tuscon AZ at the beginning of April to enjoy some warm weather and sunshine. I got to join TeamType 1 elite guys for some great riding. We Enjoyed a climb up the infamous Mt Lemmon and several other super nice routes. Stephen was the babysitter and enjoyed a few rides too, including a climb up Mt Lemmon with the setting sun. We had some pool time with Calen and super nice warm days.

I am so grateful for the great support I have received from Team Type 1 www.teamtype1.com as I continue the Diabetes Journey and hopefully a return to athleticism.

Thanks also to Powerbar www.powerbar.com for their continued support in helping me stay fueled as a Mum and returning athlete.

I am so thankful for Calen's wonderful Dad and all the things he has given up to help me be able to get some fitness back. Hopefully I can return to some mountain bike racing this summer, only time will tell.

I return to the phrase from my friend Linda Guerrette all the time as this journey continues.
Life is a Journey, not a destination...
The journey has good days and bad ones.
Sometimes the journey is overwhelming,
sometimes it brings us joy and laughter.
It is definitely a journey I feel very unprepared for most of the time.
Some days I wish time would move so much faster and other days I wish time could stand still for a little longer.


Until the next installment, happy spring :)

Wilson Cup

Vail Nordic Club
Presents the 28th Annual
WILSON CUP
Saturday, March 12, 2011
4:30 p.m.

Event: 20km Freestyle (10km Beginner +Jr.)

Location: Vail Nordic Center

Cost: $20, $10 VNSC members, junior or beginner
Day of race registration only
Categories: Men’s and Women’s Junior, Beginner, Sport, Expert, Master 40+, 60+

Extras: Cash prizes in Expert and Masters, Post Race Supper
Brought to you by: Vail Nordic Ski Club, Vail Nordic Center, Vail Recreation District, Pedal Power Bike Shop, Powerbar
Additional family members can enjoy supper for an additional $15

Questions?
Call Dawes Wilson 476-1914,
Or e-mail: daweswilson@hotmail.com

Triple R - A to V Skimo Race

Go big and go home! (If you live in Vail.) Saturday, Feb. 5 there will be an endurance Triple R event Arrowhead to Lionshead ski race

• 8 a.m. start at the base of the Arrowhead lift. Free parking approx. 1 min. from the base of the lift, just ask for directions at the security gate as you enter ArrowHead.
• Four ascents and descents, Approx. elevation gain, 6,500 to 7,500ft. Roughly sub 4 hours for the faster times. Arrowhead to Vail. The route will ascend Arrowhead skiers choice and continue to the top of the Larkspur lift at Beaver Creek. Skiers must go around the unload station on the uphill side and descend skiers choice to Redtail camp and ascend to Spruce Saddle, again skiers must go around Spruce Saddle on the up mountain side. Descend Rose Bowl, exit backcountry gate at bottom of Rose Bowl, descend following orange and silver stripe flagging to start of ascent to line shack (old Cabin on the ridge in the clearing, note; we may have someone there with a fire and some drinks) on Meadow Mt., descend skiers choice to bottom of Meadow Mt. (there is a groomed road down from the Line Shack), Cross Highway 24 and Eagle River at bridge just south of Meadow Mt. base, walk or ski along unpaved road south to South Game Creek trail, ascend to major intersection of two drainages, follow skin track uphill left (North?), major ski route comes down from right fork. Ascend to picnic tables on Eagles Nest Ridge, descend Racer Simba (if you are on lightweight gear, take the catwalk around Racer Simba on skiers left) and continue descending skiers choice to Lionshead base and finish.
• Required gear:map or local knowledge, cell phone, food, water and appropriate extra clothing. Recommended gear: AT race? or lighter gear and consummate skill.
• There are two major bail out points with bus service. Base of Beaver Creek and the base of Meadow Mt. If you are unsure about taking this on, ski with a friend.
• Logistics: If you want to leave a car in Lionshead and get a ride to the start email Mike Kloser at MKloser@vailresorts.com The plan for this is meet at the Red Sandstone Park (small parking lot just west of the Pedestrian bridge that goes over I-70) on the North Frontage Rd. at 7am, and carpool to Arrow Head.

Pending Arrival....

T-minus 13 days and counting, although by the time I post this it will most likely be a lot closer than this....

In fact now it is T-minus 9 days and counting...

The time for anxiety and reflection has reached new heights and the thought of the next phase of our lives and what it will hold is extremely daunting but exciting all at the same time. I am not afraid, just petrified, and am truly anxious about what the coming years will hold. As with many folks starting a family (or so I have been told) I continually ask myself - Can I truly be the great parent that everyone dreams they will be?

What does it take to be a great parent but also maintain your own personality and sanity?

The fear of loosing my identity as a cyclist comes to mind, but Stephen continues to assure me we will still live our active lives just with a munchkin in tow. I know my husband will be the best Dad in the world, no offense you all you other Dad's out there, but of course I know he will be the best one for our son. I on the other hand continue to question my personal selfishness and ability to sacrifice the unlimited time I have always had for myself and give it to someone else. Those that have been through this process seem to think that a change will occur and these things will simply adjust and I will be able to continue being active and be a good Mum...I am hoping this will be the case.

For those that have questioned my sanity in continuing to ride my bicycle while 36 weeks pregnant, that is my sanity and my happy place. I know our child will need a happy place, for me through this struggle with identity and diabetes, my bicycle has been this place. I am comfortable, reflective and it settles anxiety like no other drug on the planet. If I was a hiker I would have continued hiking, so as a cyclist I have continued cycling. As one of my wonderful friends Sari has said, "Pregnancy is not a disease...". I have embraced this advise and used my athletic ability and made adjustments to accommodate what being pregnant does to you. To take my happy place away would have been the biggest mistake I could have made in terms of a (hopefully) successful pregnancy. The tests and Dr visits all seem to show signs of a healthy baby boy who is about to make his way into this world, hopefully this will be the outcome, but the underlying stress is... you dont really know until he shows up.


My personal fears of my eyes incurring further retinopathy damage have been put somewhat to rest. My third trimester eye appointment was stable and I was given 'Good Luck' wishes as I departed the office that I have visited numerous times in the past 9 months. My A1c is holding steady in the upper 6's which is not perfect but a miracle based on the fact that I started this at 8 and the pressure was on to get it into the 6's in a big hurry. Insulin resistance from week 20 until around week 34 was a huge struggle and brought many tears to the table. Without my amazing partner and soulmate I would not have made it through these tough weeks. Stephen's continued faith and confidence in my ability to bring our child into the world made all the struggles melt away, even when I did not believe I could possibly do it.

As my belly expands beyond comprehension I continue to question the sanity of those that claim this is a joyous time of life. Rest and make the most of it...NOT. Rest is simply a myth, sleep happens only in your wildest dreams and being comfortable is simply thoughts of something that existed in the past.

I have had bi-weekly stress tests since week 32 measuring "Rocky's" heartrate to make sure he is active and doing his thing. All have been normal so things are looking good as long as they stay that way for another week or so. And yes I have been riding my bike to the office with the goal that when I then have to sit still "Rocky" steps into action and does his thing and I can leave quickly. They are looking for regular heartbeat with 4-5 active sections to determine that he is moving around just like a baby should.

I have visited the Perinatologist in Denver monthly for growth scans, ultrasounds and evaluations, the Barbara Davis Center for monthly evaluations of my diabetes, A1C checks and sanity checks and the eye Dr for eye checks once each trimester. Without the support of these wonderful medical practitioners I could not have undertaken this enormous task and cannot be more thankful for having this support system available to me. The miracles of modern medicine, Continuous Glucose monitors and incredibly caring people...what more can I say but Thank you.

Hit and Run reflections...

So we are now at 8 weeks from the time I was hit and run while peacefully commuting on my bike to work, Saturday morning July 3rd. I am still nursing a badly sprained ankle although thanks to Neil Master's and his amazing physical therapy skills it is almost normal.

We still await the news from Colorado Bureau of Investigation (CBI) who is apparently "investigating" to determine if they can match the car and its broken passenger mirror and various other parts to anything on my bicycle indicating that it was in fact that car that hit me. My bicycle has been in their possession since about July 7th, although the car has been returned to the owners. We continue to doubt the effectiveness of the CO State Patrol and question who is the victim in this case as it surely feels like I am not the victim but the one being vicitimised. They took my transportation away and have basically indicated that the investigation time is unlimited while continuing to avoid anything that might resemble polite informative communication.

I would like to thank Kalie Palmer for her great eyes in spotting the offending vehicle and calling the police. Many thanks to all the folks that have asked how I am doing and written letters to the editor in the Vail Daily supporting the reasons why people in our beautiful valley choose to ride their bicycles on the road vs bike paths in particular instances.

I hope to put this case to rest sometime in the future and put the offending driver out of the drivers seat, but things are not looking so hopeful with that currently. If anyone has an inside link to the CBI I would love to put some fireants under their butts to finish investigating, make a decision and let me get on with my life and have my bicycle back.

Until the next installment, most likely with Baby in tow and a much reduced waistline I hope ... adios.

And Remember as I am reminded so many times every week, a phrase from one of my wonderful friends Linda

"Life is a journey, not a destination" - I hope to embrace the next part of this journey with courage, strength and love for our new family addition.

Enjoy the beautiful Autumn weather and stop by and see Stephen & I up on the Bluffs on your way out for a nightride on the Boneyard in the coming weeks.

Heffalump in the making...

Heffalump in the making...

So I have now reached the 6 1/2 month mark - time is flying by... NOT... as a competitive cyclist when you are not competing or training for anything, and seem to be simply getting fat, the days seem to be very long waiting for this little blessing to make his presence known.

He seems to be having a good time now though playing soccer in my belly and making me feel like a heffalump in the making - thus the title of my blog.

For those of you unfamiliar with the term Heffalump, as I found my workmates were not familiar, here is a little background.

In the fifth chapter of Winnie the Pooh, Pooh and Piglet attempt bravely to capture a heffalump in a trap. However, no heffalumps are ever caught in their trap, and indeed they never meet a heffalump in the course of the books. The sole actual appearance of heffalumps in the books come as Pooh tries to put himself to sleep: "He tried counting Heffalumps but every Heffalump that he counted was making straight for a pot of Pooh's honey ... and when the five hundred and eighty-seventh Heffalumps were licking their jaws, and saying to themselves, 'Very good honey this, I don't know when I've tasted better', Pooh could bear it no longer." We learn nothing more about the nature of the beasts in the writings.

Although this is never explicitly stated, it is generally thought that heffalumps are elephants from a child's viewpoint (the word "heffalump" being a child's attempt at pronouncing "elephant").

So hopefully the picture helps explain a little how I feel and am sure am going to feel even more like in the coming weeks. "Rocky" as we call him, because he is about the size of a small rockmelon, is about 9+ inches long and apparently will approach 17 inches in the next 3-4 weeks. Yikes - I can hardly breath now and eating anything more than a few slices of bread at a time makes me feel like my belly is going to explode, it is unfathomable understanding what this is going to be like when he is double the size in a few weeks.

So Diabetes wise what has been going on?

MyA1C at last visit was 6.3, yipee!! the best it has been since I was a teenager, although some days it surely does not feel like it could possibly be that good. At about 20 weeks "Rocky" started inflicting the apparent insulin resistance factor in a big way. Any insulin I put in seemed like it was going into an abyss. Doses have dramatically increased despite the fact that I am eating far less carbs than I have in a long time. The Doctors assure me this is normal and good to know I am like everyone else with diabetes that gets pregnant. Not great for the mental fortitude you need when battling blood sugars has always been tough, now it just got a little harder. Exercise has still continued to be my saving grace, although nowdays it seems to be difficult just to ride on the flats, climbing passes or hills is pretty much out of the repertoire. I long for the days when I can return to the summers of riding Benchmark (my favourite climb for wildflower viewing) or Resolution Road (for the ultimate punishment) as it will not be this summer.

"Rocky's" growth is right on target according to the Ultrasounds I have been having once a month. Hope is he will stay on target along with blood sugars as this hopefully will prevent him from growing too big too fast.

The many lows I had during the first trimester have definitely petered off and I have become much better at managing them when they do come, in the past a blood sugar of 34 would have seen me passed out, now I am still somewhat alert but definitely not right and have already treated it if it gets to this point. My Powerbar sponsorship has continued to be an enormous blessing helping me with fuelling while I am exercising and for those anytime lows, my ever failful Powerbar Performance Chocolate Peanut Butter flavour is always the saving grace or a couple of rasberry gel blasts definitely gets me back on track.

We have discussed options with the Doctors and it is sounding like unless "Rocky" decides to come early on his own, they will do an amnio at around 36-37 weeks and if he shows good lung development they are then most likely to induce early to help prevent placenta complications or issues that sometime arise for people with diabetes late in the pregnancy such as pre-ecalmpsia.

My strong desire is of course to have a normal delivery with no C-section but only time & "Rocky" will decide this.

In the meantime Stephen is trying to cram as many races in as possible and we hope to continue our active lives despite major changes on the way. Adios until the next update.

4 Months and Baby's got Outdoor plumbing...

We have now passed the 4 month mark, had the amnio and now have to sit and wait 10 days for the results. The Doctor was very positive about everything and almost talked us out of the amnio but if you want to know that there is nothing chromosomally wrong, the amnio is the way. The alternative is to wait 10 month and hope for the best.

Our Baby now has a spine, 4 heart chambers, 5 fingers and toes on each hand and foot, 2 kidneys, a stomach and the right connections to the bladder so things are looking good. Hopefully the test results will show the same. Oh, we noticed that baby is well equiped with outdoor plumbing so that narrows our name selection down.



I called my family and let them know and this was the first response I received:
It is the first round of negotiations between Moses and God, and before long Moses can't stand it. He bursts out,'Am I hearing you right, God? The Arabs get all the oil and we get to cut the ends off our what?' quoted from Peter Fitzsimons' book.
Hopefully the new White will have the same sense of humor as his Grandpa.



My A1C was 6.7. That is as low as it has been since my teenage years so things are looking a lot better for the peanut growing inside. Now I just have to maintain and try to get the A1C down a little lower. The hypo events have decreased. I have one about every 2 weeks, but still pretty scary. I have not only inflicted them upon my husband but my friend Karen who went for a mountain bike ride with me last week. About 45 minutes into the ride, I continually tried to inform her that I was perfectly fine, even though I could not stay straight on my bike. Finally I realised I did not really know where I was and she thoughtfully guided me down the road back to our new home. Thank goodness for riding with a buddy...and not forgetting to tell them to force feed you if you start acting strange.

After the amnio the recommendation is for 72 hours of non strenuous activity. Otherwise, the risks of miscarriage are very high. I was at the end of my patience rope but I still adhered to the recommendation. I managed to unpack the house and drive my husband crazy with depression, jealousy and many tears, hopefully this can cease and I can resume normal activity. I am getting slow but I definitely still need the exercise adrenalin high I get every day. I know I will reach a point when riding might not be comfortable so I am definitely milking every day I get right now until that time comes.

We have now moved into our new house - Or should I say the garage of our new house. I successfully unpacked lots of things to then find that my husband thought they should live in a different places. In all circumstances he was right and things have been moved a second time, I guess the baby has already stunted my brain cell activity who knows what it will be like in another few months.



We have successfully managed to make some of the biggest life changes you can make all in a few short months - New house, baby on the way, buying a new washer and dryer, about to purchase a lawnmower and a new king sized bed that I will need a forklift to get up into in a few short months, all we need is to add a new job into the mix (not planning on it) and it would be the ultimate change recipe. Any of you thinking you havevtaken on a lot of life challenges lately we probably have you beat. I think we might be better described as "Late Bloomers".



That is about it for now except that I cannot even begin to describe what an amazing Husband I have! I would not have made it this far without him, nor will I make it to the end without his incredible support, calming nature and unquestionable commitment to our life together. Thanks Honey and adios until the next post...