I think a lot about what it means to be human in a world increasingly determined to measure everything. Sleep scores. Glucose. Heart rate. Steps. Biological age. Productivity. Finances. Screen time. Location. Preferences. Algorithms predicting what we’ll click next. We can measure more about ourselves than at any other point in human history. And yet, I keep coming back to something remarkably simple: I am not my data. The data can teach me about myself. It can help me make b

Why it happens, how to handle it, and a little reassurance from someone who’s been there . If you’ve ever taken off your Omnipod or Dexcom and suddenly found yourself in what looks like a crime scene straight out HBO’s ‘The PITT’… you’re in good company. These little surprise bleeders can feel dramatic, messy, and honestly a bit shocking — especially when they appear out of nowhere on an otherwise calm morning. The good news? They’re common, they’re usually harmless, and they

By Honey I took a break from my Omnipod for a while, but recently started wearing it again — this time more discreetly on my thigh, hip, or abdomen. It’s so comfortable now that I often forget it’s even there. Still, for weeks, I’ve been frustrated with my blood sugars, wondering why my Omnipod seemed out of sync. My total daily insulin dose was less than 16 units, yet more than 72% of that was basal. My boluses barely showed up to the party. Last week, when my endocrinologis

When it comes to fitness, walking has completely stolen my heart lately. Sure, I love biking—but without a biking buddy these days, I’ve...