Swimming and other scares

I made the night of the lifeguard last Tuesday night.
No, I didn't nearly drown or anything. Just mentioned to her as I left that I am going to be swimming every Tuesday night and that I have type 1 diabetes. I think that I saw her Tuesday nights go down the tubes. Ah, well.

Overall, swimming is working. I'm able to sneak out after dd is asleep, remove my pump, check BG, get into swimsuit, drive 10 minutes, swim for 45, wash, rinse, and do everything backwards.

My main barrier to swimming was the fact that my bleeping pump is not waterproof. I don't want to leave it in the pool locker. It looks like a nice little device for someone to steal. I don't particularly enjoy leaving it on my bag on the pool deck, either. So I leave it at home.

The only reason I can do this is because my insulin from dinner is still working, so there's no chance of my going extremely high while I'm at the pool. It's when I get home that I'm apt to hit 200+. So I've been bolusing with a needle right after I get out. When I get home, BG is already heading down.

Except that the other night I whipped out the needle a bit too quickly, just as someone walked into the room. I wandered into the change room to do my shot.

Yeah, I know, I should proudly wave my needle about and shout "I have diabetes! Hear me roar!" above the din in the pool. But honestly, the prospect of explaining said needle at 10 pm when I'm trying to get home to bed and to my kid is just too much to want to deal with.