September 2012
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Real life motivation.
Do you ever just mindlessly click this, or that, or this, stumbling through the Internet searching out motivation? It’s something I’m certainly guilty of, something I spend weigh (tehehe) more time on than necessary, and something that I absolutely love (l.o.v.e.).
Good before and after photos (&/or stories) —> oh how excited they make me!
Whether it’s five pounds,...
One Year Later...
One year. One whole year. Take a deep breath and…
I’ll start with: I can’t believe I actually did it. I can’t believe I’m actually typing this from a little coffee shop in Melbourne, Australia. Australia! I can’t believe all of my goals, hopes, dreams, everything, became a reality in the last year.
When I was 8 or 9 I knew I wanted to travel. I knew I wanted to see the places, things and...
Sick* thoughts
*not in the cool way, but in the I am still in bed way
I never realized how much I hate doctors until now. I’d attempt to get ready to go, even look up a cab number, but could then never actually bring myself to go
I miss being home right now. Having those people in my life I know I could ask for help without bothering them. But, that being said, people friends here in Melbourne have...
Sick.
Friday: Leave work on Friday. High five self because it’s the weekend. Crossfit. Shower. Beautify self. Date night with Matt before he leaves for Adelaide.
Saturday: 15km run. Crossfit. Brunch with crossfit peeps. Home. Shower. Wear a pretty dress. Coffee in a cafe to catch up on emails. Dinner with a friend to plan my Perth trip.
See? I had an excellent,...
Good things.
People. Which is ironic because my last post was about people sucking. But I was overwhelmed by the number of emails I received, text messages from friends, Tumblr messages, and calls – thank you. The Internet really stepped up to the plate yesterday and the goodness in people easily overshadowed the dark. I try not to let a bad day define my life, or let people who don’t know me yet pass...
There was this girl at crossfit yesterday who annoyed me. A lot. God, even thinking about her now annoys me so much. She was useless. And fat. And she couldn’t even do one skipping double under, out of the 200 that was expected. The 200 that everyone else could do. Including the new people.
And then on her last round she cried. So weak. Everyone had finished, and everyone was watching. And she...
I Know.
Breakfast:
I know I shouldn’t have carbs in the morning. I know food that is low fat is not neccessarily healthy. I know I should have protein in the mornings. I know…
But from trial n’ error I’ve learned I’m not going to wake up early to make the perfect breakfast. I know I’m not going to always have time to prep food the night before. I know that when I...
A Monday Morning Quickie!
Day 1. Hour 12 of My Fitness Pal. I’m currently sitting at 508 calories of 1,200 consumed (after lunch). I am shocked and appalled at how quickly everything (cough even my coffees cough) add up. But I like the system and plan on putting forth a valiant effort in being a regular user of it. (My username is: OneTwentyFive)
Sooo, I looked up The Kate Middleton photos. Yes, I’m a perve like that....
#Personalpost
Can we please take a moment to Internet high five the fact I:
Have not binge ate in over a month (wait, maybe it’s even two months?!) YAY!!!!!!!!!!
Have not secretly eaten anything alone in over a month.
Haven’t broken into the cookies and treats I bought as a gift for a friend
Haven’t walked to a store deliberately to buy a stupid treat I didn’t earn
Haven’t...
I’ve been staring at a white screen for ages and ages. I want to write, but nothing seems to sound right when I tap my fingers against the keys. Hmmm. It’s 3pm on a Saturday. I have wet hair, a messy room, have run 13k this morning, attended a crossfit session, ate brunch with some of my favourites, and I’m currently doing my laundry, debating a nap, seeing Rufus Wainwright...
Awkward Moment of my Life #456,893
On Monday night, after The Crossfit, I was in the grocery store and my tummy was a growling.
Rookie mistake that is - shopping when you’re hungry. But nonetheless I was walking the aisles, picking n’ choosing, and choosing n’ picking healthy things for my dinners this week. But what about dinner that night? I was hungry, and the thought of a salad, or veggies and meat was oh-so-very not...
Social Media and Exercise.
I have a question. Well, I’ve actually had this question for a very long time. I already know it’ll have varying answers, depending on the way it’s asked and the group you ask it to… but,
What are your thoughts on social media and exercise – is it inspiring, or annoying?
My question was sparked a few weeks ago by the below status update (let’s ignore the “woman” part -...
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Things.
Had you met me in high school, or university, or when I lived in that pretty apartment in Toronto with all my sky high heels and fabulous outfits, I’d assume you would have described me as a lady who liked her things.
Pretty, expensive, fabulous things.
And I did.
I don’t think I’ve ever been extremely materialistic, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t have an...
This.
Today was a good day. No, wait, this week was a good week. Or actually, this month was a good month. It’s odd having a blog, sometimes I feel this weird pressure to have fireworks & explosions of cool stuff going on, but today, this week, this past month nothing out of the ordinary has happened, nothing to write home about, but I’ve been happy, so happy.
I am content.
I...
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Random Things Thursday.
I am starting to feel overwhelmed in my hood of life. I don’t even know why. It’s not like I’m busy, or important, or anything, but still, those little life things are adding up. Crossfit tonight | lease signing | room organizing | grocery shopping | baking something for morning tea tomorrow (it’s my turn) | Ikea draw buying | emailing (I am so far behind!). See? Nothing too important, yet I have...
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“I guess you don’t have to be skinny to be fit”
– ~ A girl I ran by to her friend.
I was so torn. Part of me wanted to turn around and say, “I’M NOT FAT. I’M BIG BONED.” (which is a total lie) But then another part of me wanted to turn around and say, “YOU THINK I’M FIT? I LOVVVVVEEE YOUUUUU”
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