November 2012
October 2012
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CrossFit.
My CrossFit <— if you’re unaware of the awesomeness/what CrossFit is, I really encourage you to watch that video.
When I decided to move to Australia I promised myself I’d do everything under the sun to make friends. I’d join a book club, a running club, online date, try get involved as much as I could and pay force charm everyone under the Melbourne sun to be my...
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Oh, and also.
I was in this cheery, good, the-world-is-soooo-great mood this morning, all early for work with jazz hands & everything, and then within 30 seconds of walking out my front door, as I was waiting to cross a road, I saw a car change lanes and hit a motorbike (cliché didn’t check blind spot crash). The bang was SO LOUD it took me a moment to process what was happening as I watched the motorbike...
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90% Food. 10% Exercise. 100% Mind.
A while ago I shared my blog with a friend. Then last week he sent me the below. Often I find inspiration online, through pictures & words, but rarely does it stay with me after I close my screen. This did. I hope you enjoy this and find something in it as much as I did. Liz
I’ve seen it said time and time again that losing it is 90% about the food and 10% about the exercise. I agree...
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Homemade Halloween Ideas
Well gang, it’s (nearly) that time of year again! The time of pumpkin carving, crunchy leaves, delicious candy, fattening (yet delicious) Starbucks drinks, fun-creative treats and trick-or-treating drinking in costume. Except. Oh wait. I am in the land Down Under where the ever-so-important holiday of Halloween is sadly overlooked, but do not fret, my pretties, I’ve decided to reminisce...
life's little things.
I love how governments all over the world validate LOVE as a reason to get a citizenship
I love how when you hear an ambulance closeby you can stop and watch everyone work together for a moment in time
I love the smile you share with a random person when you have something in common
I love the smell before a big storm (or the smell of freshly-cut grass)
I love when all ten of my finger nails...
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[My] Tips 'n Tricks to Losing Weight
Despite my [current] statistics not being too positive (re: 174 pounds | 5’4” | female | 27), I have (in the last 27 years of being in a perpetual state of trying to lose weight) learned a thing or two about the epic battle that weight loss is.
(I just [obviously] don’t do them that well).
I used to be all like “tell me the easiest & quickest way to get myself from point A...
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Dear Liz
A reverse before/after photo. Before: 150 pounds (Aug 2011) | After 174 (today). It took me about 20 minutes to squeeze into the dress in the 2nd photo… throughout the wedding I was terrified the zipper would break.
Dear Liz,
Enough is enough. Stop throwing yourself this one-lady pity party with lots & lots of cheese and wine. Yes, I saw the amount of cheese you consumed yesterday....
Time Capsule of Thoughts
~ People do time capsules of things. Here’s a time capsule of my thoughts at 27 years, 10 months, and 15 days old. These are the thoughts I believe on this day, I’m sure in the next 10 years they’ll all greatly change ~
On my body
My whole life has been a rollercoaster on the way I view my body. In the last 4 years I’ve gone from hating, despising and wishing I was anybody but me,...
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That beautiful moment of clarity
Good evening team. And how are you? It’s Monday night in my neck of the woods, and what a Monday it has been. I don’t even know why, or how, or what happened, but I was up before my alarm, and kinda, sorta, ready to kick ass this week.
I am still incredibly happy from the whole Marathon & Half Marathon shenanigans that took place yesterday. So happy, in fact, that I wanted to simply write...
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Dear Runner
Dear Runner,
You, yes you! The one standing at the beginning of your race. The one shaking in your perfectly-tied sneakers. Psssst, Dear Runner, I want to tell you something;
First, stop comparing yourself to everybody else, because you, Dear Runner, are going to do awesome. You are awesome. You have pushed yourself through sweat, blood and training sessions. You were up early when everyone else...
Body Image.
To me? Body image is that overwhelming feeling of how I look when people can see me; Strangers. Or some of my closest friends.
It’s that feeling of sucking in, positioning my purse so that random person can’t see my stomach, or grabbing the couch cushion to cover my belly; it’s wanting to be invisible.
Or.
It’s that feeling of wanting to stand tall, strong and proud,...
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Healthy Living... on the Road
Oh hi there ridiculously, ridiculously, good looking people - okay, okay let’s not dance around the proverbial mulberry bush and simply cut to the dirty-dirty chase.
Ready? Ready.
I, Liz (of awesome fame), am notorious for eating poorly while travelling. Like, probably the worst person at eating healthy while travelling that you have ever, and I mean EVER met. Virtual or otherwise.
SO.
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~ Perth ~
When I decided to move to Australia with the intention to travel and see as much of it as possible, several people told me to “skip Perth.” It’s so far out of the way from every and any where, and “there’s nothing much to do there, it’s just an old Western, big town.”
Photo Credit: From Bing.com/maps
Now, as you may or may not know, I love me a good...
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~ Perth: Day III ~
Remember when I thought I was going to move to London? Well a huge reason, at the very last second, I decided to move to Australia was because I wanted HoT, SuNsHiNe, and BeAcHeS! And oh how this trip has delivered!!
I’ll let the photos do the talking, this is Margaret River, Western Australia
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~ Perth: Day II ~
One of my top five things to do in this little life I lead, and something I’ve been fortunate enough to do a few times, is drive beautiful coasts:
Aruba’s Coast, Croatia’s Coast, Great Ocean Road (Australia)
And now, with my Anna-Bear, I get to coast the coast of Western Australian. Lucky me! I love-love-love driving coasts. There’s a goal, a mission, and it’s...
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Matt & Liz | Australia & Canada
Matt dropped me off at the airport on Sunday afternoon. We hugged. We kissed. We said goodbye. And then I strolled through the airport gates to meet Anna.
One week. That’s all. That’s all our goodbye, our hug, and our kiss was for. One, simple, easy, week.
But in a few months it’ll be forever. I’ll be forced to leave Australia (government visa issues), and Matt will be forced to stay here (he’s...
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