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C25K: Week 2 Day 2

I can’t believe how bearable this is getting.  Read carefully: bearable.  Not easy.  If it gets easy, I think I’m doing something wrong and need to up my game.  I’ve blogged about it before, but I am so amazed by how my lung capacity has increased and how quickly I have noticed a difference.  Even when I’m just sitting here, blogging, doing nothing, my breathing isn’t as shallow.  It’s deep and it comes straight from within.  When I’m running, it’s the same.  I still get out of breath, and I’m still not so sure I could chat while running, but it’s improving by the day.

I actually tackled day 2 at 6am this morning.  This is HUGE for me because I am not a morning person.  But, the thing is, I think I actually MIGHT be a morning person, I just always tell myself I’m not because I like to stay up late.  Thing is, I felt absolutely super when I got home.  It was an excellent time of day to be outside exercising.  The weather was perfect, a bit of a ‘chill’ in the air, minimal traffic, and a few people out walking their dogs, or getting their jogging in for the day.  It was beautiful.

When I’m back at work (PANIC PANIC ANXIETY AGHH) I am thinking I’ll have to fit in my exercise in the morning before we get Cade up and ready.  Like, I’m talking 5:30am.  Which sounds absolutely INSANE to me, but I figure, if I sort of ease myself into it now, it might not be so traumatic.  I’d rather exercise early in the morning when Cade is still sleeping, rather than right after work (which there will be no time for anyway, what with rushing home to eat supper and spend as much quality time as I can with my boy), or after Cade is in bed.  I am exhausted at the end of the day now, can’t imagine once I’m back at work.  So, looks like morning is basically the only feasible option.  However, since it will be winter, that is going to be a different, cold and dreary story.  We’ll trudge through.  It’s all about attitude.  I have learned that so much from doing this program.  So no, not a cold and dreary story, it is going to be a wonderful and balanced way to jump start my day, stay healthy, while ensuring precious time saved for my family.  Yup.  That’s what.

Verdict on W2D2 – easier than W2D1, and perhaps, easier than W1D1, maybe just on par with it though.  I am so excited to see what my body can do, to push myself to the limit.  I need to remember though, if I have to redo a week, then I do.  Not a big deal.  However, my plan right now is to just go ahead with each week, and see how it goes.  If I decide that repeating a week is a far better option and will help me to feel more conditioned and confident, then that’s what I’m going with.

I can’t believe how much I have started to look forward to, crave, even, the next run.  The next high.  It’s an addiction and I can totally see why.  It’s therapeutic and energizing.  I can’t imagine doing this on a treadmill, as I had originally planned.  I can’t see myself being an outdoors winter runner, so come winter, I may be gym-bound, which I guess… will have to be okay.  But outdoors is just much better, so much more refreshing, and as I’ve been told, more difficult.  Three days a week is perfect, however, there have been a couple times where I have thought to myself, maybe I should crank it up a notch and add one more day.  We’ll see.  Maybe when I’m more of a seasoned runner.

Thursday is a new day, which will be the final day of week 2.  Can’t wait to see what week 3 will bring.

How are you all doing with the program?  Remember, come join in on the fun – check out how the program works over at Cool Running. 


June 14, 2011 at 10:29 pm 1 comment

Not trendy.

I wouldn’t say my clothes are super ugly or anything, but I am totally out of the what is nice what is trendy what are the hot looks loop.  I feel like I haven’t bought myself new clothes in a very long time, and to sum it up, I kinda feel a bit like a slob.  I also feel like it is finally time to ditch the skinny jeans and find something a bit more flattering.  Oui?

Ok wait, wait wait waaaait.  Before I go any further, can I preface this post with a Hold Up, this may be kind of materialistic (again) and righteous and greedy and so extremely self-absorbed (most blogs are?) and judgey-based?  Okay there I did anyway.  Disclaimer is out there, moving along now.

When I go out in public, I don’t want to look like a slob.  I don’t want to look like one of those I became a parent and now I don’t take care of myself folk.  And we all have seen some of those, and I’m sure they are great amazing super nice people and all but… I like to feel good about myself and I like to look nice and those two for me, go hand in hand.  And lately, well that feeling ain’t always right there for me.  It’s spring, and with weather changes and scenic changes comes me wanting to change my whole look.  I want something drastic.  I want to get rid of all of my clothes and start from scratch, although financially that is not going to happen right now.  I want different hair (thankfully a haircut today will half solve that) and I am sick of having black hair except I am a little tiny bit attached to my black hair.  I’ve always known that hair dye is bad news in terms of chemicals, cancer, toxins and what have you, but after having a clear visual of it on this website, I am paranoid and scared to dye my hair again and am thinking of trying out the henna hair dye from Lush. Or else just going au naturel, though that totally results in super ugly hair for awhile, which will not help in the feeling un-slobbish department.  Though it is summer and I can rock a hat oh yes I can.  And I am on maternity leave so I don’t have to be TOTALLY presentable all the time, really.

Oh yes, and the clothes issue.  I need new clothes, need need need.  I barely have any summer stuff and a girl needs summer stuff, whatever that stuff may consist of.  Again, I have no idea what I should be wearing, what are the hot looks, what are the amazing looks that will flatter my body.  Can someone help me and be my personal dresser and style adviser, please and thank you?

My son totally dresses way better than I do.  I can dress boys but I can’t dress myself?  That is downright pathetic.

What are your favourite looks for spring and summer?

I don’t really have a problem with shoes in the summer, thank god.  I sport my Birkenstocks all summer long, day in and day out.  I live in them and couldn’t be happier.  I think they are a timeless piece in my wardrobe and I will continue to buy them until the day I die.  Occasionally I will toss on a pair of flats, but the comfort factor of some flats just isn’t there.   Though I will say flats are a necessity in my wardrobe, especially for spring and fall.  Summer is time to air out the feet and the toesies (oh god I have clearly been spending most of my days speaking to an infant).

I read somewhere that the capris trend this summer is more like a ‘flood pants’ trend and capris are supposed to be worn longer to be more trendy.  Might as well jeans then, no?  I don’t want to say I am only all about trends, because as the topic suggests, I am not really a ‘trendy’ person.  I sort of just do my own thing.  I like to have some trends but then throw my own ideas into the mix, so I guess I just need a few staple items that will work well for me.

And I’m rambling.  And I suppose this is a good time to say goodbye.  That and I can hear my my precious little boy waking up.  Can’t wait to go and be greeted by those cute little nap-warmed flush cheeks.  Such love.

April 12, 2011 at 2:13 pm 2 comments

Mother Nature

I’ve been stumped.  Don’t know what to write.  Don’t want to write.  Writing is boring.  I’m boring.  I’m busy.  I have tons to say.  I have too much to say, where do I begin.  So naturally I took the easy way out and pulled out my inspirational block. I flipped open to one page and the spark word was Conformity.  I decided that wouldn’t work for me.  Perhaps out of spite?  Perhaps.  I randomly flipped the pages again and came to a topic which caught my interest, and that was Write about your most intimate experience with Mother Nature. Ahhh, perfect.  Spring is just around the corner and all I want to do is be outside and hence my memories are tied to those when I was outside.  This topic couldn’t have come at a more perfect time.

In September of 2007, Kyle took me to Wanuskewin Heritage Park as I had never been there and he spent the summer there doing an Archaeological Field School.  It was the most perfect day for us to explore the park – the sun was shining, there was a very light breeze, and the sky was a brilliant sort of blue.  Kyle was Mr. Expert on the sites and history of the park.  He showed me buffalo kill sites, the medicine wheel, and the site where they did their digs and found various tools and bones.  We walked throughout the whole park, breathing in the amazing air that floated amongst the trees, plants, and pre-contact sites of the Plains People.  He took me up a hill – an incline at the time of which I cursed silently – and we stood on the edge of the cliff and took in the breath taking panoramic prairie view.  We had a random take a photo of us – and interestingly enough we used it on our wedding invitations.

Throughout the couple of hours that we spent at the park, I remember feeling at ease, peaceful, and for some reason – nostalgic.  Not that I had any memory of living on the land – but it was like I could feel the energies of those that did.  I remember thinking how connected to the land people were (and still are – just not exactly here) and how they lived off of it so gracefully.  I remember thinking about how in certain First Nations cultures women are considered extremely powerful when they are menstruating, and in some cultures are separated from the rest of their family and community when they are on their moon time.  It is not proper for them to cook, prepare food, smudge or exert themselves in any way (cleaning, etc.) as they are seen as too powerful and sacred.

I remember being on my moon time when we went to Wanuskewin, and I remember feeling deeply connected to the site and to the energies that I felt at the park.  I remember being thoroughly present in nature and in my relationship with myself and with Kyle.  I remember sitting on the cliff, talking about our hopes and dreams and goals.  I remember planning our wedding – how we wanted that ever so sacred day to play out, and at that point establishing that we wanted part of it to be outside because we are so connected to the earth and in turn, to each other.

“Traditionally, the Moontime is the sacred time of woman when she is honored as a Mother of the Creative Force. During this time she is allowed to release the old energy her body has carried and prepare for reconnection to the Earth Mother’s fertility that she will carry in the next Moon or month. Our Ancestors understood the importance of allowing each woman to have her Sacred Space during this time of reconnection, because women were the carriers of abundance and fertility… Women honor their sacred path when they acknowledge the intuitive knowing inherent in their receptive nature. In trusting the cycles of their bodies and allowing the feelings to emerge within them, women have been Seers and Oracles for their tribes for centuries” (


March 2, 2010 at 11:35 pm Leave a comment

Not trendy.

Every so often (typically seasonal) I go through periods in my life where I want to change everything.  I want a new hair do.  I want a new hair colour.  I want a new style.  I want new clothes.  I want new makeup.  I want a new job.  I want a new book to read.  I want a new band to listen to.  I want someone new to hang out with.  I want a new recipe to try out consistently.

The only things that don’t change (and I’m guessing this is in credit to the fact that they are consistent, solid homies in my life, unconditional, beautiful, amazing, all that jazz!) are that I don’t want a different partner and I don’t want a different doggie.

It’s not that I want all new friends, all new music, an all new me.  It’s just that I guess I want some sort of change, and since I don’t know what it is, I’ll run through lists and lists.  And still come up with nothing.  I always jokingly say to Kyle that I am going through an identity crisis.  He’s very very used to dealing with that side of me, and his first question, mistakingly so, is, well, what is it that you want?  THAT’S THE PROBLEM.

I’ve sort of tried to narrow it down, but I always waiver from this to that.  I think part of the problem is I need to really focus on fulfilling my hobbies, and the non-mandatory (read: work) parts of my life.  I have a very strong relationship with photography, but it’s rocky at times.  I’ve always talked about wanting to do some photog work on the side, but I beat myself up and tell myself that I am not all that great and don’t have the proper equipment,  so on and so forth.  When I see people just DO IT I feel envious, I feel shameful that I can’t just DO IT.  My fault lies in wanting but not pursuing.  I can go on and on about how I don’t take enough photos or I don’t pursue enough creative endeavours, and I know I’ve got it in me.  But the time I spend reminiscing about this and that and why I didn’t do this and that, I’ve wasted and put myself further in that ridiculous and extremely damaging cycle of negativity.

I attempted to go shopping a couple weeks ago, and ended up walking downtown, back to the car – miserable as can be.  Not only did I not find anything, but nothing was appealing to me at all.  I didn’t know what look I wanted to go for, and all the clothes screamed out I AM A HIDEOUS ARTICLE OF CLOTHING as I walked by them.  As we were driving home, I was visibly upset by it all and knew that obviously I was not merely upset by the fact that I did find a lovely blouse.  Kyle practically knew this better than I did.  I came to the conclusion that it’s not because I don’t know what look I want, it’s because I didn’t know myself at that point.  And I’m still learning.  I was in a dark, negative space.  I wasn’t super pumped about myself as I should be and as I can be.  I was not happy and so instead of looking inside of myself at that moment (why would I want to? I wasn’t happy with myself.)  I blamed the clothes, I blamed the styles.  Easier, right?  Way way easier to transfer the blame.  Shift it onto something, especially something lifeless as racks of clothing, the latest trends.

I spend much of the winter ‘wasting away’, so to speak.  I start out being extremely tired, wrapping myself in blankets and lying on the couch, zoning out in front of the TV.  Then I start to pep up a bit, realizing that surely I can’t carry on for five months like this.  That feeling doesn’t last long and I sink again.  That sinking usually comes around January or February, where I begin to resent myself for being so lazy and so disconnected from myself.  I beat myself up for getting next to no exercise, and consistently eating comfortable carbs to warm my heart and warm my belly.  And that’s only touching on emotional eating.  I become envious because I have to work so hard for seemingly so little – I can go to the gym, or get at least some form of exercise every day, eat balanced meals – and what?  A spike in my energy?  I want more, damnit!  I think at times I’m asking too much, and while I realize most things happen in baby steps, a lot of my ‘action-focused’ mentality comes from wanting to see results, and when these don’t happen overnight, I get impatient.

So where was I going with this?  I’ve started to exercise more.  January has brought us wonderful spring-comparable temperatures, and the dogs, Kyle and I are definitely taking advantage of this.  Daily walks with the pups AND daily dog park visits.  It doesn’t get any better than that.  And aside from my INTENSE and PERSISTENT introverted behaviours I’ve been having as of late, I’ve been feeling better – still not 100 % satisfied as I definitely have changes to make, but fresh air really does do wonders.


January 20, 2010 at 10:07 pm Leave a comment


On January 1, 2010, I started a very thorough, detailed journal.  I have been noting when I go to bed, when I wake up, what foods I eat, a brief outline of what I did that day, and a longer blurb about my overall moods (physical, mental, spiritual, emotional) experienced that day.  I will also be charting when the new moon/full moon occurs and when the first day of my menstrual cycle is.  I want to attempt to recognize solid patterns – the patterns that make up my whole entire being.  I want to see at what point in the month am I intellectually the sharpest.  I want to understand which foods affect my gut-rot.  I want to know when my creativity and spirituality is being thoroughly nurtured and fueled.  I already am quite aware of my menstrual cycle but I want to be able to understand how it is interconnected with every other part of my being and with the lunar cycle as well.  At this point it’s fairly trial and error – I’m seeing what works for me.  In a month I may think this is stupid and abandon all pen and paper activities related to thorough journaling.  Or, the better option of the two, I will realize how beneficial this is to me and my relationships with others.  I kind of have this thing where I suck at sticking to habits, and I know that’s because I lack motivation after something becomes “boring” – it’s similar to why I cannot watch stand-up comedy and why shiny squishy things are sometimes EXTREMELY interesting.

And on that note, with my whole new journaling endeavours as well as my renewed commitment to this blog, I have decided that this is connected to my journal which is connected to me.  And so photos and words it is.


January 12, 2010 at 9:10 pm Leave a comment

the only good thing about the impending winter season.


January 9, 2010 at 1:08 pm Leave a comment

summer peeking trees.


May 21, 2009 at 7:42 pm Leave a comment

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