Wednesday, January 18, 2017

I still love ukulele, I really do

But I have so much trouble leaving the house once I get home from work. It doesn't help that I was up at 5:15 this morning to work out, then headed straight to work where I hit my 10,000 step target at 10:42 this morning. After work I went straight to the chiropractor who told me that my sore shoulder is tendinitis. He told me that I should "stay off it" for a week and ice it. Now how do I reconcile that with the mandatory testing I have to do Sunday? Especially when all 4 exercises at said testing involves repetitive shoulder nonsense? Fuck.

Anyway, all that to say that I skipped ukulele night yet again. Second month in a row. I hate parking (2 out of 5 times I get a ticket), it's 20 minutes away, it's cold outside, I can't go in my jammies and they song I want to perform is just a smidge too high for me. So when I got home, I just couldn't leave again. I love going, I hate getting there.

Next month, I promise.

kxx (I really do love it, I swear)


Friday, January 6, 2017

Happy New Year!

Enjoyed my holidays, thanks for asking. I went to Montreal to visit my daddy...

On New Year's Eve, I did a 5K called The Resolution Run pretty much just because they give out a fleece instead of a tshirt (I need to rethink my motivations)...

Before...

...and after. Look at the frost on my lashes. It was freezing!
I bought 2 pairs of shoes... well, actually just one, The other was a teacher appreciation gift from my school...

This was the appreciation gift...

No, *this* is the appreciation gift!
And today is the one year anniversary of me being a dog person. Well, a Westie person. Well, a Wesley person. I'm still cool to other dogs because mine is the best dog in the entire world. Sooo...

He picked this toy himself on a trip to PetSmart...

I made this with 2 of his raw patties, mashed potato frosting and carrots for decoration

Looka dat face!
So yes, I've had a great first few days of 2017. What about you? I have a few resolutions, too. I plan to (internally) say "be nice" before I speak. I find that I've been getting more and more sarcastic and negative in my old age so to stave it off, I thought I'd think for a split second before I open my mouth. It should last a hot minute.

I also plan to cook more. I've been letting the family fend for itself for a majority of the year's dinners so I thought I'd go back to making meal plans. I'm set for dinners until the end of February, y'all!

Oh, and I resolve never to use "y'all" in this blog again.

You?

kxx


Wednesday, November 9, 2016

I've been gymming it pretty hard lately

I've mentioned earlier that I've changed dragonboat teams. This new one is doing baseline baseline testing and I'm terrified. Among other things I'm expected to hold a plank position for 3 minutes. That's minutes when my previous plank record was somewhere south of 13 seconds. I wish I was kidding.

Then they want to know the number of pullups I can do in 90 seconds. Good thing zero is a number. Or is it? I don't math. Oh and I have to bench press half my weight which humiliatingly is nearly 90 pounds. Hey, at least I can do one of those. One single, solitary, painful, grunt (and sometimes fart) inducing bench press. Sad, really.

So I've been hitting the gym 3 times a week for the last month or do. I'm as sore as anything and not feeling like I'm accomplishing much. I show up to work mincing for an hour on gym days and crash on the couch at the end of the day.

And just an aside, I was watching the Bachelorette and they had the men doing lumberjack activities. These boys are huge. All buff, muscley and high on protein powder. They definitely spend more time in a gym than your average suburban housewife. Anyway turns out they could barely chop up a regular sized log. Gym strength doesn't always translate to strength in real world tasks. I'm a kick-ass paddler so I pray to be judged on that rather than my one fart filled bench press.

kxx




Saturday, October 15, 2016

I. Am. Canadian.

I love to talk about myself. You know that and this whole blog proves it. I'm my own favourite subject. Not news.

What I hate is when I get asked where I'm from. On the surface it's an innocent question. But from the right (wrong) person, it becomes a loaded question full of assumptions. Yuck.

Picture it (and it happens like this all the time)... a cute little old lady strikes up a conversation with me. We are talking hair and food and shopping or something mundane. Then it comes:

Cute Little Old Lady: So where are you from?
Me: (knowing what she means but purposely being obtuse): Montreal.
CLOL: No, I mean where are your people from?

Look. Does it really matter? We've just had a nice conversation. Who cares if I'm Canadian, West Indian or Klingon? Why is this an important question? Will I be judged if answer "wrong"? What is the deal here?

I hate that question. I will always hate that question. Because it makes me feel like just being my sparkly wonderful self isn't enough for you. And it should be. I mean, really.

kxx


Wednesday, October 5, 2016

Out of my comfort zone I go

I had my last dragonboat practice on Sunday and I miss it already. It's also my last practice with the club I've always known. I've decided to move on to another club that's more competitive. I'm scared shitless. I've paddled with Ottawa River Canoe Club for 10 years this year and I'm so freaking comfortable there. I've got friends I've known ever since I've picked up a paddle and I so don't want to leave. But I also want to challenge myself on a team that travels to international competitions and has a tryout process.

Yikes... Tryouts! Plus nutrition and fitness plans and repercussions if you can't keep up. Double yikes! I know in life you have to take the plunge and do things that scare you but sometimes I think I've been rash about this. And I'm also giving up my coveted and earned "stroke" seat at ORCC (front left) to sit somewhere else with all new teammates. So out of my comfort zone I go but...

I'm dying inside. My stomach does nauseating slow flips whenever I think about it.

I've signed up to do yoga classes with my new team (The Ottawa Dragon Masters) just to meet them, shake off the nerves before I hit the water in the spring and I also want them to see my enthusiasm. I hope to show them I'm up to the task. At least I hope I can fake enthusiasm for right now because on the inside I'll be an insecure bundle of nerves. Gotta go. These bricks won't shit themselves.

kxx




Saturday, September 24, 2016

A gloriously plan-free day

I don't get many of these but I try to take advantage when I can. And by take advantage I mean make a list of all the things I plan to do, then not do any of them while simultaneously blogging and watching reality tv.

Here is the list I made last night that I am roundly ignoring:

  • Laundry (I'm out of undies)
  • Pedicure (I have polish left on four toes. In all)
  • Call the jewellery store about the ring I ordered... (Hey! I can do that now just sitting here. Hold on... not ready. Poop. But YAY, One item done off the list)
  • Bake (my neighbour gave me 2 zukes as long and wide as Arnie's arm so I thought I'd make brownies)
I was told once that to feel successful you need to add things to your list that you've already done so here goes:

  • Eat a bacon sandwich
  • write a blog post
  • ...
And we're done here.

kxx


Thursday, September 1, 2016

School starts in 6 days

Summer is nearly over. In fact, there's already a chill in the air (and in my heart) just thinking about it.

But I don't want to be negative. So here are 10 things I'm looking forward to in the coming months.


  1. My leopard print Snuggie
  2. New tv season
  3. knitting
  4. Christmas
  5. I'll be back on a schedule so the gym and my diet can get back to normal
  6. Um... Oooh! I can drink my lapsang souchong tea again
  7. Doctor Strange and Fantastic Beasts in November and Rogue One in December
  8. hot chocolate
  9. guilt-free couch surfing
  10. I seriously can't think of another one. I want my summer back!
Sorry, that last one was a negative slip. I'm really going to miss summer, though.

Really.

A lot.

kxx