Thursday, 21 September 2017

Why I Still Eat Meat

Because I am a little obsessive (imagine that!) I spend a lot of time thinking about how to improve my life. I spend a lot of time reading, listening to podcasts etc. etc. Knowledge is power after all.

In my research, it has become clear to me that a plant based diet is the healthiest. Gladiators ate all plants for goodness sake.  [Although perhaps following the diet of people who were just trying to kill each other, isn't the best!] There are also all the animal right reasons for moving to a plant based diet. I have watched some of "those" documentaries. I understand the ethical issues with big farms. With all this knowledge I have toyed with the idea of eating a vegetarian diet.  However, I have come to the conclusion that for now I will continue to eat some animal products and meat.

Why I still eat meat:

First, I admit I enjoy meat. My last meal would include a steak (ideally from Michael Jordan's in Chicago - best one I have ever eaten). I also look forward to the holiday turkey and brisket.

Second, I love cheese more. When I have completely given up dairy, cheese is one of the foods I crave the most.

Ok, let's be honest, I am just a bit of a foodie! I like food and feel limited enough already!

Third, Sam does all the cooking. He is a huge meat eater. He does an amazing job at cooking around all my other food things. Asking him to cook no meat all the time would result in me having to cook more. Yep, I am a little lazy.

Finally, given my gluten and soy limitations, a pure plant-based diet  or even a vegetarian diet likely wouldn't work in all environments. I could make it work at home, but it would become even more challenging to eat out, eat at other's homes etc. etc. It can be near impossible now, so I can only imagine.

What I am doing instead

I am trying to limit my meat consumption to one meal per day. Occasionally due to leftovers or other things this doesn't happen, but I am doing my best.

I am trying to eat vegetarian 2 whole days per week. One of these days is usually Wednesday as Sam is out and I have to feed myself all 3 meals. Sam and I are doing more vegetarian meals too. I have found some amazing gf porgies and a cheese ravioli we love in a homemade tomato sauce.

These changes mean I am eating meat about 5 times per week. I may look to slowly decrease this more, but for now, I think it is a good start.

Tuesday, 19 September 2017

Tuesday, 12 September 2017

Foam Glow

In March my BFF asked me to join her and others in a 5k race, the Foam Glow. At the time she hoped to use it as motivation to start moving more.

Fast forward 6 months and she no longer really wanted to do it and had done nothing to prepare. But we spent $40 on it, we were doing it! We walked (very slowly) 5k in the dark, at the race track and into the woods. 2 times (because a machine was broken) we walked through foam that made us glow. The race ended in a party that shot glow in the dark foam.

Me and the team

Dancing in the foam

Foam flying from the sky

My BFF getting foamed - the glow part doesn't show in pictures

While I am trying to get past the chemicals we dumped on ourselves and into the environment (being aware can take all the fun out of things!), it was a fun (in a getting to hang out with people and walk and chat and trip in dark holes and walk into people because the light blinded you kind of way). It was a bit cold (I think it was around 10 C/50F) and you could see your breath. It was a unique experience that had me out of the house until 11!  Not sure I would do it again, but I would do a 5k walk again. 

Thursday, 7 September 2017

My Perfect Day

Mike Campbell, from the Live Immediately podcast (which is one of my favourites), ends every interview by asking his guest what his/her perfect day looks like. It is a great and interesting question.

This is my perfect, non-vacation day.

Get up early without an alarm.
Walk the dogs for about an hour.
Sit and read blogs while I eat my breakfast.
Work for a couple hours.
Do yoga.
Have lunch.
Spend the afternoon reading and writing.
Take the dogs for another walk/play
Have Sam cook a great dinner.
Soak in the tub
Watch a show
Go to bed to read.

It is that simple:)

What is your perfect day?

Tuesday, 5 September 2017

Eating In Portland

Sam recently changed jobs and one of his new co-worker's wife also is gf/soy free. He said she doesn't enjoy eating. Sam said I love eating. It is true. I am a bit of a foodie. What I don't usually enjoy is eating out. Knowing I am getting safe food when outside of my kitchen is usually challenging. However, it was very easy in Portland.

Here is some of the yummy food we ate:)

At this Vegan place called No Bones Beach Club on Mississippi Avenue (they labelled all the food as gluten free, soy free, contains nuts):

I had a stuffed pepper. It had jack fruit in it. I had never had jack fruit. It really had the texture of chicken or pulled pork. It was soooooo good! 


Sam had deep fried avocado tacos (which he loved - note his is generally a carnivore). These would have also been safe for me to eat.

Even at the zoo, there was a BBQ in the middle of an area (that had a line) that made organic, gf food.  Here we shared a garden fresh salad with BBQ chicken and awesome potatoes.

In the food truck district, we found a Mexican place that had gf options. 
Sam had tacos (note: Tacos are one of his favourite foods)

I had enchiladas. The green looks a bit gross in the picture I admit, but it tasted really good! 

We also found some appropriate sweets at Ruby's (I think that is what it was called). Same had ice cream and they had a gf/soy free Raspberry Lime sherbet. It had a really nice tang to it. 

I wish we had more time to eat in Portland, there was lots of good food to try! 

Thursday, 31 August 2017

One Year

Yesterday, as I was doing my first strength session in over a week (I did yoga on my travels but not strength training), I realized it had been exactly one year since I started at the gym. For a year, I have been a person who works out. I have to admit, I had never predicted that and I hope I am a person who works out for at least another 40 years.

In Portland
I don't like the actual workout much better than I did 365 days ago, but I do know I am not actually going to die during it - I just wish I was going to! I do admit I like how I feel after now. I like how I look. I can get through wanting to die because of those two things.

As I was holding my plank it occurred to me that in the 6 or so weeks since I left the gym, I don't miss a thing about going. I prefer working out at home alone. I prefer alone to even working out with Sam, although I don't mind him being there. I don't think I enjoy it because I am going easy on myself. I am careful with a few exercises  (chest press, skull crushers, flies). I do them a little lighter or not as many reps if I am very shaky because I don't have a spotter. I really don't want to drop a weigh on my head. That would not be good. I can be just as sore after a home workout. My abs were sore for 4 days before vacation. I think I just prefer doing things alone.

Now that the strength training is part of my routine, my goal is to increase the yoga I am doing and as sugar and carbs have creeped back into my diet, I want to look at reducing them.

Come back on Tuesday to see some of the AMAZING food I ate in Portland.

Wednesday, 9 August 2017

Back At It

Last week while visiting my parents with my sister and her children (aged 3 and 1), I didn't follow my healthy lifestyle the way I could have.  I didn't get any extra exercise (no workouts, no yoga), although with the exception of one day I got my daily steps. I also got to lift  30lb and 35lb children and sometimes carry them.

I also didn't eat as healthy/well as I could have. There may have been a lot of Swedish Berries, Fuzzy Peaches, Ice Cream, Bugles, and Corn Nuts consumed and not the usual volume of vegetables. This left my gut a bit wrecked and me feeling very bloated. Slowly it is returning to normal, but it is still not at 100%

I am not going to regret my decisions while I was away, or beat myself up over them. There is no point of being self-defeating. Many people would use that bad week as an excuse to quit. I will not. I can't go back. That was last week. This is this week. Since coming home on Thursday I have done two strength workouts (man those were hard but I did it) and one yoga. Also, I am back to eating what I usual eat. 

I am sure in a few more days my body will forgive me and I will be back to my new normal. 

Monday, 7 August 2017

My Car - Testing My Patience

I drive a 2012 Chevy Equinox with almost 230 000 km (about 143 000 miles) on it. I love my car.

Back 5.5 years ago when I bought the car, the plan had been to get a gently used car as I drive so much. However, at the time it was cheaper to buy a new car because there was no interest on car loans, so I bought my Equinox with the plan to drive it until she died. That is still the plan as I still owe a few thousand dollars on it, although 2 weeks ago I wondered if she had died. 

She started sounding 'too loud' to me, so I took her in for service. I took her to the dealership I generally go to. There I discovered they had missed telling me a number of regular maintenance things had not been done (like I track spark plug replacement or fluid flushes, I assume their computer will tell me I need that done). I also had to have a part of the exhaust replaced and needing break work. $2500 later she was running like new.

When I went to my parents I drove to my sister's and we took her car (car seats already in it). I left my car at her place for the 6 days. After 8.25 hours of driving with some cranky children, you can imagine I was looking forward to getting home (which is about an hour, hour and a quarter more driving). I loaded my things into my car and went to leave. My car wouldn't start. I realized I had left the middle console open. I called CAA and got a boost. I made it home. I started my car Friday, but didn't drive it, it was fine. Saturday, we went to get groceries and my car was dead again. 

After calling the neighbour who would have booster cables (he was away) and going to a store to buy some (they had just sold the last set), we called CAA again. They came, boosted my car and I drove directly to a mechanics to have a new battery put in. That was only another $250. Apparently 5 years and that many clicks on it, one would expect a battery to die. 

Let's hope my car is good to go, except oil changes and maybe a new rear wiper. If not I think my patience with it will be done! 

Tuesday, 18 July 2017

The Results

317 Days - 80 sessions - 60 hours - 87 million gallons of sweat  and twice as many swear words

-I am down 12 lbs
-Final body fat was down 5 % (it was up 1% from last measurement - will watch this with our new fancy scale - there is a story about that for another day!)
-The 3 areas I measured have me down a total of 6.5 inches
-Went from a medium/large and 8-10 to a small and 2-4
-I am clearly stronger. I don't have flying squirrel arms, I have biceps and I am still crushing on my abs.
-I can hold a plank exhausted for at least 1.5 minutes (fresh I started at 37 seconds)
-I can do heavier weights across the board.
-I can control the dogs when we come across wildlife etc. I am no longer fearful of ending up face first in a ditch!

I told Sam he needs this t-shirt:

Thursday, 13 July 2017

So Long And Thanks For All The Sweat

So this post isn't too long, I will write about the last session today and share the results next week.

Today was session 80. Considering I didn't think I could get through 8, this is amazing. Today was also the first time I was actually excited to go to the gym.  I told F'in Alex and he laughed. Yep, I was excited to be leaving.

I had tried to convince him on Tuesday I was totally cool with doing the weigh in and then going for breakfast poutine. [Poutine: Quebec dish made of fries, cheese curds and gravy - breakfast version uses home fries]. He said he wouldn't let me eat something like that in front of him. (Note: I actually don't like poutine as I don't like gravy). I also suggested just going for coffee. He said I didn't drink it. I said I could have a tea. He still said no, we were going to have fun. Or at least he was going to have fun. 

Our session started with handing over our fobs, the gift exchange and final weigh in. F'in Alex seemed very surprised I had gotten him something. I told him it was my way of apologizing for all the terrible things I have said out loud to him and about him. (My mom would want everyone to know she raised me to be more polite then I was!) F'in Alex loved his gift and said it made his month. He couldn't believe I had figured out red was his favourite colour (here are the clues: He wears red shoes, he has a red bag, he almost always wears red . . . clearly I am an amazing detective) and surprised I hadn't put swear words on it. I said I didn't know where he would want to put it and putting swear words might limit where he could display it. (See note above about my mother raising me to be polite).

He surprised us with a token of appreciation too, which was very kind of him.

The session was more or less the same as the past 79 except we got to pick most of the exercises. He gave us sort of categories and we each picked one. In spite the fact I made his month and my results are amazing, he did not go easy on me. He was looking for the final F-Off - which he got when I gave him the finger. I had been polite to him for 11 consecutive sessions - which is amazing for me! Today  I got to do things like push 290 lbs and shatter my mountain climber record of 300 with 450. 

We said goodbye - I pointed out it wasn't a sad day as I have achieved my goals. I wanted to be stronger  and I wanted to know enough to safely work at home. 

That was it. I showered and drove the 45 minutes home to work from home for the rest of the day.

I will spend the next couple of days celebrating this accomplishment - mainly not killing a man or throwing up in a gym. Today I told him if he pushed me that hard, I was aiming for his shoes because what did I care, I wasn't going to see any of the people in the gym ever again. The plan is on Sunday to officially start working out at home.  

The next chapter begins . . . . .

Tuesday, 11 July 2017

The Khakis

When the parcel with my birthday clothes arrived (thanks to my dear friend K for the gift card) I was excited and apprehensive.  I didn't even wait to carry the package to the bedroom. In the  kitchen I  slide out of my capris and slide into the khakis.

The not special khakis
Me: "What do you think?"
Sam: "They are fine. Nothing special."
Me: "They are very special. They are my first size 2."

311 days since my first training session I went from a size 8-10 to a size 2-4.

The dropping of the pant size has been mentally challenging for me for reasons I don't fully understand other than I hate change. It has had me very stressed and to be honest I have been a little obsessed with it. Sam often says 'enough about your pants'.

I am still in shock as I truly didn't think my waist could get smaller and was concerned it may be about to go the other way because to be honest I have been as strict on my eating. [Note: By not strict I mean I had some ice cream and skittles last weekend and have eaten rice and pasta more frequently].

I have decided enough is enough about being pants obsessed. I am just going to accept this is what it is. I can now fit into some size 2 pants. I also fit into small shirts (although as shirts are more forgiving can still pull off some medium and large ones depending on the style).

I could argue I am leaving the gym better dressed then when I started:)

Thursday, 6 July 2017

Coming To A New Beginning

Today marks 3 sessions left with F'in Alex. It means starting in a week and a half, I will be completely responsible for maintaining my own exercise program. I am excited and slightly terrified. 

I am excited for the reasons I have stated before, convenience mainly, and the money I will save. I am terrified that I won't maintain it. I look at the calendar and see some weeks I am traveling and won't have access to a gym and worry I will fall off the boat. So many people don't maintain behaviour change. Will I become a stat?

I am hoping I can use my skills as a behaviour analyst (I do help people change behaviour for a living after all) to create a plan I can follow. I am hoping the momentum I have gained and the reinforcing side effects of being healthier will help carry me forward.

I suppose if all else fails, I can go back to the gym . . . . maybe the threat of that will be enough to keep me on the path forward.

Besides, no offense to F'in Alex, but I like my home coach better:)

Tuesday, 4 July 2017

Canada Turned 150

and I really didn't care. If my sister hadn't asked to come up (and my brother-in-law, which lead to inviting friends), I likely would have done nothing.

For years it seems (the joys of living in the national capital region) the country was planning this big birthday bash. People were excited. People planned big things. Downtown Ottawa was practically shut down for days as they created a secure perimeter to ensure people's safety (the joys of living in a terror filled world). The weather was not great on the big day, there were issues with security, the indigenous people protested, Bono sung, Prince Charles visited, and I only cared a little. I did watch most of the noon day show because I was slightly interested and so I had some water cooler talk at the office.

I was thinking why don't I care that Canada is 150. I am 6th + generation Canadian. My ancestors have lived in Canada (and some in the US) before the countries existed. I don't have any immigration/refuge stories in my recent family history. I don't even think about being Canadian. It is just a thing I take for granted. That is one of the reasons I didn't care.

I didn't care either because I hate crowds. I have done the Hill (referring to Parliament Hill where the bulk of the celebrations take place) before, and it is a zoo. This year with all the security screening (people apparently waited up to 8 hours at times) it was even messier than usual. I also don't like the bathroom situation either. The Hill boasted 72 portable toilets for the 31 000 people who could have been on it. (I believe the numbers were only like 25 000 people, but still). 

I also don't care because I think the money could have been better spent. A quick Google search says it all cost at least 1/2 billion dollars. That is an insane amount of money for a party. That money could have been used to help our indigenous peoples, health care, education etc. etc. That sort of money could have meaningfully helped people. That just ticks me off. 

The next big celebration will be in 50 years. Hopefully, I will be lucky and be 92 at it. Maybe I will appreciate the party more then or maybe I just won't care. 

Thursday, 29 June 2017

Treat Trouble

Found this:

No gluten, no soy, but lots of dairy and sugar, and sooooooooooo good! It is going to be the perfect summer treat! 

Tuesday, 27 June 2017

The Standing Desk

NB over at spoke so highly of her standing desk, I since I am going to be working at home more, I decided it was time to get one. For a birthday present for myself, I ordered it from Costco and was excited when it arrived on my birthday!

I need to get a better mat to stand on, but so far I am enjoying it. I am standing for 30-40 minutes and then sitting for about an hour. I am hoping that standing more will help keep my hip loose.  Will keep you posted with how it goes! 

Thursday, 22 June 2017

Hip, Hip, Really Hurts

My right hip had been feeling tighter than usual so I scheduled a massage. The last time it felt like this the massage really helped it.

This time it was a different experience. I had one of the worst knots the massage therapist had ever seen. She worked really hard to try and get it all out but couldn't. While she was working on it, it was some of the worst pain I had felt in my whole life. I thought I was going to scream or pass out, it was that bad.

The next day, which was a gym day of course, the pain was still about an 8/10. I think F'in Alex was a bit frustrated at the end because he had to modify everything. By the end of the day it was feeling better.

It was doing ok, still a little stiff, until I had this great idea to go on an aerial course. I think the time I fell was the time I sort of hurt it again. I am hoping with stretching and some rest it will be better.  I think I will get another massage sooner rather than later.

Monday, 19 June 2017

Aerial Adventure

To celebrate my birthday this year I decided I wanted to do something 'crazy' and  I selected zip lining. We live 15 minutes and almost every day drive by  Lafleche Aerial Park and Zipline Courses, so there was no excuse not to go.

Ready to go!

Sam signed us up for a 3 hour tour. It included a whole bunch of crazy obstacles, like the pictures I have borrowed from the internet, and some cool zip lining.

This is the last obstacle of the course and felt endless

You are clipped on anytime you are off the ground and you slowly make your way across obstacles and zip lines in a group.

Yesterday was pretty hot. There was also a risk of thunderstorms and rain, but the park runs courses unless someone on the course sees lightning. About 1/2 way in the thunder and rain hit. And by rain I mean it downpour. Every inch of us was soaked and we were called down for about 10 minutes due to lightning before we were given the all clear to return to the sky. At this point Sam, along with 4 others decided to be done for the day. I continued on.

I never felt really scared. I did slip once in the storm but caught myself and I have a pretty nice slip and fall on a very slippery log (not as epic as one of the women in the group who slipped in about the same place and fell off the obstacle and needed a lot of help to get up. When I saw her at the end her arm was already totally bruised).

It was physically very tough and I don't know that if I hadn't been training for 36 weeks if I could have done it. I did rock walls (made extra hard because you have to let go with one hand to move your carabiner), and spider's nets and used muscles I don't usually use except at the gym. I felt strong and I am sure tomorrow (or if you are reading this on the day it goes live Monday) I am going to be sore, but what is new:)

I loved zip lining. They have a zip lining only course I want to go back to! I didn't think I would love that, but I did.

10 people started with our group and 3 finished. I was the first of the group to finish. It was a nice way to end 41 and prepare for 42 (which is the answer to life, the universe and everything - Douglas Adams, Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy).

Tuesday, 13 June 2017

Planning Travel

There is some research to suggest that it is the planning of a trip that brings as much joy as the trip itself. This is not the case for me. I do not enjoy planning the details of trips. It is not my thing. Sam generally does this for us and I think he enjoys it.

I dislike the process so much, that I actually procrastinated it. I am not a person who usually procrastinates. But I realized our trip to Oregon to see our blog friends (which I am truly very excited about) was coming soon and I better get on it!

I had already spend like 3 hours figuring out where to stay when meeting up with our friends. I went with my first Air B and B. We had also used our points on our credit card to purchases our flights. This past weekend,  I had to rent the car (which required a lot of shopping around as prices had gone up) and get a hotel in Portland for our first night and one by the airport for the last night as we have an early morning flight out. I am happy to say it is all done now. Maybe now I can just enjoy the waiting for the trip!

From our cruise January 2016 - the Carribean

Tuesday, 6 June 2017


The last 9 months or so has become a test of both my physical and mental strength. To celebrate all I have achieved and to fulfill a dream I got this:

I have wanted a tattoo on my wrist for a very long time and have gone back and forth on the design. I wanted simple (in part because I know how much it hurts and in part because that is who I am) and meaningful.  When I embarked on the physical strength portion of this journey I came across the Japanese kanji for strength. I loved the shape of this kanji and loved that it was Japanese. I lived in Tokyo for 3 of the most amazing months of my life, so Japan will always have a special place in my heart. This image has been on my water bottle since day 1 in the gym, a reminder of my goal. Now, thanks to my BFF who went with me to get this (and gave me the deposit for my upcoming birthday) and get her own first tattoo (and we had a weird and wonderful amazing night) here it is. I am in complete love with it.

While it was touch and go for my BFF she got through it and got her spirit animal:

Picture taken right after hers was done

To celebrate we drank some of these:

I don't think it is an accident an ass was the topper of my drink:)

Saturday, 27 May 2017

Snicker Saturday

It is so true. Next time you pick up something with a label, look, it probably has soy! 

Thursday, 25 May 2017

Working Out Without A Trainer

We have now completed 3/5 workouts we are doing while F'in Alex is on vacation. We had a week between sessions with my unexpected stay at my parents. But never fear, I had my yoga mat with me so I was able to do some of that while there.

[FYI: If you are interested in yoga I rotate between using the site and the YouTube channel].

So working out at home without our coach/trainer (who was sweet enough to text me earlier this week to check in on us):

Sam says he likes the time slot at the gym, 8:15 better than the slot at home which weekdays is 6 am. I actually prefer the early time slot. I walk the dogs as my warm up and then get the workout done. In fairness to Sam, he usually only gets up at 6:30, while I often get up at 5 or so. I think he finds the rest about the same. He seems to want to die about the same:)

I like the time slot.I like having my own music and not having to listen to the crappy dance music the gym plays (and not having those horrible songs stuck in my head all day). I like having complete control over what I am doing (the order, the exercises). I like the flexibility of the schedule - my goal is 2 days and if life happens I can more easily move a day. I like not having strangers around (our gym is downtown Gatineau which is a little seedy at times).  I like not having to wait for a change room. I like not having to make sure I have shaved before going to the gym. I like not having to pack all the extra stuff. I like not having to pay to park.

I would say I like training at home better than going to the gym. I think the adjustment back to the gym for the last 13 sessions will be hard. To be honest I would just rather train at home. But I have a contract and be damned if I am going to pay all that money and not go. Besides I may still learn something and I have a collection of random questions to ask F'in Alex (I have a list so I won't forget).

I am grateful that we had these 2.5 weeks to try training alone. It has shown me that it is doable.

Tuesday, 23 May 2017

Muddling Along

If I made a list of everyone in the world I know and ranked them in order of who I would want to take care of 'sick' people, I would put my dogs higher on it then me. I am not a natural caregiver. The hand holding and being patient isn't my strength. I am the person you call if you want to get shit done. I am a doer, not a carer. So having the opportunity to take care of my parents for a few days has been a challenge.

I have broken my days into the things I need to do which include: making sure everyone has their meds, making sure everyone is fed, making sure everyone has drinks, walking the dog, and doing light housework. I have made this about doing and more than caring.

The biggest challenge is the feeding people. I am not a cook. The first night was the scariest - Mom had lamb chops out to cook, so that is what I needed to cook.  Dad showed me how to turn on the BBQ and Sam nearly died laughing walking me through the cooking of them via FaceTime. I also baked sweet potatoes, asparagus and peas.

My parents had low expectations for this meal (summed up by the following: my mom asking if I knew to lower the rack in the oven before cooking the potatoes, and Sam asking "what were they thinking?"  and "can you order a pizza instead?"). In the end dinner looked like this:

It came out better than expected. More than edible! 

Night two, I decided to play to my strengths and make a pasta dish my parents love. It turned out ok too. 

My dad also wanted ice cream so I made him a banana split. He says it isn't a real banana split because we didn't have maraschino cherries and I had to use a real cherry.

Night 3 - first roasted chicken dinner. The chicken wasn't totally cooked at the bone even though I followed my mom and the internets instructions. But enough was safe for dinner and then I cooked it more for leftovers. 

In the end, I kept my parents alive and at least didn't make things worse:)

Thursday, 18 May 2017

Fun Questions To Answer!

I love lists and questions - so when I found this, I thought it would be fun.

First name no, middle name is my mom's

Really cried, October 31  

Thank god I get to type this, you will have a prayer to read it. My printing/writing combo is terrible.


Only fur ones

No idea

Never:)  seriously, all the time, probably too much 

Nope - they had sort of ruptured by the time they took them out. 

No but went skydiving

I can't eat it anymore but alphabets was probably my fav.
My gym shoes are the only ones I would have to and no - I am too tired

Strongest I have ever been and yes I am wonder woman

Can't eat it anymore but mint chip or chocolate peanut butter. Now plain chocolate

No idea - I will have to pay more attention

15. RED OR PINK?  

My anxiety, which sets off my OCD and I get in a horrible cycle

Hmmmmm - I don't really have anyone I miss the most. I have moments where I miss all the people I have lost 
I think I am in a good place with all of this - it is just maintenance

none - bare feet! 

Steak and salad

The TV is on - my parents are watching Family Feud

Blue - probably a dark shade

Grass, chocolate, 5:30 am in the spring, beach

A coworker

I love both but live in my mountain hideaway


Natural - dark brown - current lighter brown with highlights

28. EYE COLOR?  
My father called them "shit brindle" - brown/green hazel

Nope, wear my glasses. Contacts damaged my eyes

Brussel Sprouts

Neither - I like a drama with a realistic ending

Bon Cop, Bad Cop 2 - Total amazing Canadian movie




Chocolate mousse 

Strength Training  


Kidnapped by Robert Louis Stevenson - copy given to my great grandmother's sister in 1915

Don't own one


Too young to have an opinion

Not sure if it is Tokyo or Bali

I am exceptionally organized

Deep River

Rural Quebec 

Grey stone

Twlight Blue


Tuesday, 16 May 2017

Practice Training At Home

As F'in Alex is on a much deserved vacation in Arizona (the poor man has had to put up with me for months now) Sam and I are using this time to practice working out without our trainer. This was always the goal, for me to learn enough to work out at home.  Once I found out FA was going to be away I worked on gather the basic things we needed to create our home gym so we could have a test run before our contract ran out.

FA was a bit disappointed that I had created workouts to do while he was away. He said he was going to make some for us, but anal me had it done already. Instead I sent him my plan and he begrudgingly admitted that it was perfect. I told him that in spite of the whining and complaining I had actually been paying attention. I had created a chart of all the exercises we do at the gym that I could do at home and using a similar formula to his sessions created something.

On Sunday Sam and I officially used the home gym for the first time. We had some rules, we were not going to give each other high fives after every exercise (it is so annoying) and no being overly perky and say "you got this" or "you can do it" or "go, go, go"  a thousand times (also annoying).  I admit I prefer having someone to swear at when I kind of want to die (it isn't as fun to blame yourself), and when I had to put all the weights away and wipe everything down at the end I said "where is my servant monkey to do this for me?" This princess is not use to having to do that. But other than that it was nice to have my music, not have other people in my way, and have the flexibility of when it works for me.

Our goal is to do the 5 sessions we are missing (not on the same days/times we train as I am away for a few days at the end of this week). Our goal when we are done with FA will be to work out 2 times per week. Likely on the weekend and Wednesday mornings (freeing up my Tuesday/Thursday for work).

Now here are some pictures of the home gym:

Weight bench, treadmill, and big balls. This was taken after the workout, hence all the weights on the ground.

The weight rack with the missing weights and our bands

The step and bozo ball (bosu ball if you want to be technical) - usually stored under the pinball machine but out

The work out plan with notes on weights and reps we did - sitting on our pinball machine!

Tuesday, 9 May 2017

At Least He Shows Up

One of my co-workers has recently started training at a different Anytime Fitness location then I go to, with a trainer named Alex (I know, it is weird and funny). What I have learned from her experience is that I am very lucky to have a trainer who is reliable. In the 65 sessions we have had together F'in Alex has cancelled one time last minute for being sick (that is once since August 30th so like once a year kind of) and he gave like 2 months notice to a vacation he is taking starting next week. My co-worker's Alex has cancelled/not show up last minute at least 5 times in 2 months. The excuses: sick, forgot he had an appointment, has to go to this other job and forgot, was trapped in an elevator. As they meet at 5:30 am I am wondering what appointment he has at that time?  When I shared the above quote with her she said "I bet you the voodoo doll would show up more often."  I have told her she should talk to the gym and cancel her training but she is far to nice and likely won't.  I told F'in Alex about her experience and he also said she should dump him and he got mad because it is trainers like that who give all trainers a bad name. So I guess I am lucky I have a trainer I want to create a voodoo doll for:)

Thursday, 4 May 2017

Even In My Dreams

I had a dream the other night that I was in modern day yet 1700 London England, that was really Cuba. In this dream the evil King was about to have me executed by having my head chopped off with a sword.

After giving a speech about how my impending death was unjust and good would prevail to the thousands of people who came to show their support to me, dressed in a bright green and very heavy velvet gown topped with a crown, I tearfully walked through the streets to say goodbye as I made my way to the gallows.

On my way I was stopped by a person and handed a paper bag. Inside the bag was a store bought chocolate chip muffin. In my dream, as I am being led to my death, my thoughts were, I can't eat this, it has gluten and soy and sugar. But in my dream I did think to myself that I was likely going to die, so I might as well have gluten and soy and sugar. If by some miracle I was saved, I would feel sick for a couple days, but I would be alive, so I probably wouldn't notice.  I ate the muffin.

I don't know what happened next as I woke up, with the taste of chocolate chip muffin in my mouth.

I would like to say, that if I had my choice, I would not be eating the store bought muffin as my final dessert, I find they tend to be dry. I would go for an amazing chocolate cake or brownie.

And yes, this is the level I remember my dreams most nights . . . . unless I find them very interesting I have learned to let them go as they tend to stay with me if I don't.

From the internet 

Tuesday, 2 May 2017

Rocking It!

62 Personal Training Sessions - $3780

New Calvin Klein Jeans from Costco - $23

Staff at work who are young enough to be your kids saying you looked awesome in your jeans and now have the body that everything looks good in and are jealous - Priceless!

Thursday, 27 April 2017


Thanks to my mom for this. 
I sent it to a friend, she wrote back, "I thought that was my wine bottle holder."

At the beginning of my session on Tuesday - I asked F'in Alex to measure my body fat. We hadn't done it since before Christmas (and we will do it again before I am done in 18 sessions).

I thought it would be helpful to summarize the changes to my body since January 2016.
From March to June 2016 I worked with a nutritionist to figure out my food/gut issues.
On August 30, 2016 I started to train with F'in Alex.

Body Fat
Belly Button
Bra line
Jan 1, 2016
165 lbs

June 20, 2016
After diet changes
154 lbs
End of August 2016
Start with F’in Alex
154 lbs
April 25, 2017
143 lbs
(seem to sit between 142-144)
Total lost
About 22 lbs
6% fat
6.5 inches
6.5 inches
.5 inches

I think the results show that by changing my diet (fairly significantly really - I eat cleaner than most) and strength training 2 times per week (plus snowshoeing and yoga and soon to add the kayaking), I have made some pretty significant changes to my body.

F'in Alex harassed me for wanting my body fat measured because when we started I told him I wasn't interested in the numbers. I wasn't until he took the data and then the behaviour analyst in me needed to track the progress. I do love my data.

The weight, I don't really care about, but the body fat I do. I was shocked in August to have a body fat that for my height, age and gender was considered overweight and even obese on some scales, because I didn't think of myself as "fat". I am happy to now fall into the healthy body fat range. I don't care if it goes lower, 27% was always my goal. A girl likes to keep some of her curves after all:)