Let Me Hear Your Body Talk

I started working with a personal trainer a year ago. It has, to date, been some of the best money I have ever spent. It feels frivolous at times to admit that I have spent thousands of dollars on how I look, but you know what? I would never, ever be where I am now if not for the wonderful women that I’ve worked with over the past year.

I can’t remember a time in the past where I felt great about how my body looked. I was, at best, ambivalent about it. This is still a work in progress, but I am, for the most part, truly happy with myself. My stomach may not be flat, but I have muscles. Actual, visible, functional muscles. My (new) boyfriend calls me quadzilla – lovingly. I’m so proud of what I’m able to do with my body that it matters less and less what it looks like. Instead of focusing on how flat (or not) my abs are, I choose to focus on growing my baby triceps and increasing the weight on my squats.

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Am I vain? 100%. I want to look and feel good in my clothes, and I especially want to look and feel good without them. This past weekend, I lounged all day in my bikini. And it felt fantastic.

The point I’m trying to make here is that anyone can find a path to the results they’re looking for. Part of it is making the effort to get yourself out of that rut. Sometimes, it’s as simple as having a salad for lunch instead of a sandwich, or making dinner at home instead of getting takeout. Sometimes, it means making a serious investment in your body or your health. See a nutritionist or dietician, hire a trainer, get a counselor – whatever it is that you feel you need. If you’re not sure where to start, that’s ok. But in time, whatever you need will become pretty obvious. Just have the courage to make changes and you’ll get where you’re hoping to go.

 

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All in Good Time

It’s amazing what some time and space can do for a gal.

I more or less gave up on blogging quite some time ago because there were just too many things happening in my life that I wasn’t comfortable with. I had plenty of things to be happy about, but I was also dealing with a number of sources of stress. Some of those have gone away, others haven’t, but overall I think it’s safe to say that I’m in a much better place now than I was then.

2014-08-01 18.54.15It feels good to be back. I feel like this is a homecoming of sorts – I enjoyed blogging. It’s a tiny piece of creativity in what is an otherwise largely mundane life (though I like it like that!) and it allows me to share with family, friends and complete strangers on the Internet. I’m still working on feeling centered and happy, so I hope you don’t mind my rambles. I missed you, I missed this, and I definitely missed plastering my corner of the web with selfies :)

XOXO

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Spooktacular

Occasionally I do things while I’m not blogging that I cannot wait to tell everyone about. I had one of those moments on Saturday.

I ran a 5k!

I didn’t die!

I finished in less than 37 minutes!!!

On Saturday I ran the Halloween Howl, benefiting the Alberta Diabetes Foundation. It was a pretty relaxed race (read: no time chips), so I wasn’t really pushing myself to perform. I really just wanted to come in under 45 minutes… Safe to say, I beat my goal. I’m actually really surprised and pretty impressed with myself. I’ve had a cold for the past week and a bit, and I haven’t been training at all. This race was really inspiring for me – if I can finish in what I consider to be a decent time without putting in much effort, imagine how much better I could do if I actually tried?!

I’ve been wanting to go for a run ever since I finished the race. Unfortunately, Mother Nature hasn’t been working with me, because it’s snowed every day since then. There’s a heavy snowfall warning right now for Calgary. and we’re supposed to get up to 20cm by tomorrow night. So… yeah. Treadmill??

Other than finally finding a moment of not hating running, it’s been pretty much business as usual ’round these parts. I made kale chips tonight and they would probably be better if I hadn’t burnt them (but maybe not. It’s kale – a vegetable best suited to be eaten with copious amounts of bacon), and I roasted a butternut squash to eat with my lunches this week. Pretty much Martha F. Stewart over here.

So what the heck have y’all been up to? Any race plans coming up?

Vikings!

We’re mourning the loss of the hockey season at our place.  It was looking pretty dire over here, until I realized that there are other sports.  Strange concept, I know, but apparently the NFL is pretty popular…

At any rate, since my Flames won’t be losing playing this season, I had to pick a new team.  And, like any clueless football fan, I decided to choose my team based on the best jersey colours/accessory potential.  Here was my criteria:

  • Is their primary jersey colour flattering on my skin tone?  Obviously, this disqualified the Bengals and the Browns.
  • How hated is this team? As in, no way am I cheering for the Steelers, Packers, or  Patriots.  Gross.
  • What accessories can I expect? This would put Green Bay back in the running (cheese hats are awesome), and dressing up like a mermaid might be appropriate for the Dolphins.
  • Geographically speaking, can I make a justification for cheering for this team?  Which leads me to my ultimate choice…

Photo from NFL.com

The Minnesota Vikings!

I see a viking hat in my future.

Who do you cheer for?

Tanlines

Well hello there!  Summer has been a tough one to drag myself away from, let me tell you.  It’s been a surprisingly glorious one around these parts and I’ve been trying to soak up every last ounce before the never-ending snow sets in again.

I have been doing a few things since we last chatted, but not many.  I’ve made it out of town a couple of times, which has been absolutely wonderful.  I don’t look like a naked mole rat any more, which, let me tell you, is nothing short of a miracle. I did a teeny bit of stampeding.  And I hung out with some gems.  So let’s let the pictures do the talking for now, yes?

July long weekend!

There is nothing better with which to celebrate the birth of your country than a margarita. Especially in the middle of the afternoon.

Oh, the cowboys. I love them so.

Honestly the best pizza I’ve ever made. Just let Lina’s make the dough… and the sauce… and I promise you can’t go wrong.

I always seem to be more excited than him. Unless there’s a motorcycle in view.

Some new fleurs for the deck. Despite my best efforts these are still alive! (Thank God for Boyfriend’s green thumb – the perfect antidote for my black one)

Lunchtime picnics in the park.

There’s no more houses next door. This definitely has not been the highlight of the summer, to say the least.

Canadian drinking team… why yes, that’s us!

Not nearly enough time spent with that gem, unfortunately. But she’s got mad style!

So, what have you been up to all summer?

It’s ALIVE!

So sorry for the totally unplanned extended absence.  My laptop charger died and I just managed to snag a replacement for it today.  But we’re back in business, folks!

Downtown Cowtown from my office :)

I’ve been spending my time alternating between feeling like a hot piece of ass and a beached baby whale.  I finally weighed myself after a long time last weekend, and noticed that I’ve managed to lose around 5 pounds.  I’ve also managed to run a bit longer and faster than before, but not enough to really brag about.  It’s mostly been an uneventful couple of weeks that aren’t worth expanding on.

Something that I think IS worth talking about, though, is treating yourself.  I’m terrible for using food as a reward on a near-daily basis.  A lot of the time, it’s not an all-out piggy wonderland, but it’s definitely something that I need to cut back on.  I just looooooove food.

Loving food and loving my body are often turning into mutually exclusive events.  Many of my favourite things are terrible for me: fried, dairy-laden, sugar-coated… You get the picture.  The dairy thing is becoming an especially pressing issue, because on top of often being a huge fat bomb, it makes me sick.  Not sick enough to stop (clearly), but definitely uncomfortable.  So hold me accountable to this next bit:  I will stop using food as a way of rewarding/comforting myself.  This doesn’t mean that I’m not going to eat ice cream ever again; it also doesn’t mean that there aren’t going to be days when I just need some fries, dammit.  But I’ll be making much more of an effort to keep my diet clean.

I put those thoughts into action today by treating myself to a mani/pedi instead of taking myself out for lunch.  Nice nails last a lot longer than lunch anyway :)

 

Bing, Bang, Boom.

Guess who’s officially joining the adult world?

Guess who’s also terrified that this means no more afternoon naps?

 

Oh, oh yes. This lady.  I actually found a job that will pay me real money for managing to finish my degree without having a mental break.  And I am really excited about it (with the exception of no time for afternoon naps.  That’s a big fat bummer.) My first day is March 5 and I have been using this as the excuse of a lifetime to go shopping for things I never knew I needed.  Like a blue pencil skirt.  Did you know that a blue pencil skirt is a surprisingly versatile item? It goes with my navy blazer, which has been a beyotch to try to match.  Navy is worse than black; no two shades are the same.  Even in the same bloody store.

But I digress. Other than the job, which doesn’t start for another two weeks, it’s business as usual around here. I went for a run…

Just hanging out with Belushi. Pretty sure he would be purple after running too...

Which was actually a lot more like a slow trot, but hey, I left the house and came back looking like that.  Which means I was doing something, right?

I also ate some veggies:

My salad may have been more feta than veggies, but it still counts!

And hung out with some monkeys.

I love my mini-me. And she looooves the camera.

Please note that this is not actually my child, but my cousin.  It’s bad enough that she looks like me, I don’t need people thinking that the reason I’ve been so quiet lately is because I’ve been birthing children in the off-season.

And a few more, just for kicks:

In Edworthy Park, Calgary

Oh this man, he makes my heart race...

Hot, hot bath + red wine + magazines = bliss

And finally, a new haircut. Lost about 3 inches!

 

That’s it for now!  Maybe one day I’ll get off the couch and do some baking? Motivation to cook has been absent lately!