Well, last time I wrote I was hoping to go on a motorcycle trip to Mount Washington. In the end, we left abit late, decided to just cruise closer to home in the Adirondacks.  We had intentions of going to Whiteface Mountain - but ended up in a Saranac Lake, a quaint little town.

One thing I noticed on this ride (was in the saddle for almost 6 hours) - either the tires, which  are designed for on/off road riding - cause a lot of vibration - or my buttocks are getting older - and can't handle sitting in the saddle for as long as  I used to .  Ohhh, my aching cheeks (I now TOTALLY can relate what my friend Jaimie went thru' on a trip from Seneca Falls, NY to Montreal)!!!  There were a few times when I thought I was going to have to turn my head aside and hurl - it was that uncomfortable.  Now, I don't get this when I'm the driver - but as a passenger it's another story.

The scenery though made up for a lot of the discomfort, plus the stop off for lunch at this little restaurant that makes up wood fire pizzas.  Being on the bike, you don't get much of a chance to a) hear you pump beeping to tell you to test blood sugars (BG); b) get a chance to shout to the driver that "I have to test my BG's NOW!"  I didn't want to be a pain in the "you know what" to Mike (my hubby) - so I just hung on, nausea and all.

It turned out, 3 hours later when we stopped, that my BG's were good despite my thirst making me feel I was high.  I was amazed that for sitting still for that length of time, I was reading 4.2 mmol/l (75 mg/dl)!  Obviously basal settings are good - pat on the back to moi.  I was so hungry, so decided to splurge on a good dark ale from Lake Placid along with a few slices of pizza, followed up by a sinful dark chocolate dessert.  I did a guesstimate on the amount of carbs for everything - and managed to come out pretty good when testing my BG 5 hours later with a small correction to bring me back to what I like my BG's to hover around (long wait at the border to come back into Canada - Ovey - my aching buttocks).

We've now decided that a) we need to get my other motorcycle up and running as I'm fed up with being a passenger; and b) take a break at least every hour.  When I think about it - motorcycling is abit like sailing, something that can't be rushed, just take your time and enjoy the scenery!