Some people need to be smacked on the head. Over and over and over. Before they get it. Count me as one of them. As anyone who reads this blog knows, I’ve been training hard to do the JDRF Ride to Cure Diabetes since, oh, late April. When I started, I’d not been on a bike in about 25 years. The first day I rode I only did about four miles and then told a cyclist friend I was wheezing and worried I “had allergies.” She ROFLOL’ed at me and said, “That’s not called allergies, Moira. That’s called not being … Continue reading What I Learned in my JDRF Ride Training, Part 3: The one where I bonk and cry and then regroup (just like life!)