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things that shouldn't happen.

this last weekend was pretty nuts. 
it left me drained both physically and mentally. 
i've slept for the last day and a half. 
thank god for my well timed day off of monday.

i've been struggling with what to write about what happened...
on one hand, i try not to talk too much about this sort of thing...
saying real feelings on the internet sometimes come back to haunt you.
and besides... i think i'm okay about it all now. 
but it took a few days and two really good friends that i love dearly listening to me pour my guts out.
one of them for about 4 hours after the fact. 
heavily fueled by vodka. 
note to self... drinking away your feelings doesn't really work... it just makes you wicked hungover.
but i love you for listening moonbeam.  and asking the hard questions.

so, how can i say this without saying it?
i don't know...

i do know that i shouldn't have felt sick to my stomach when i heard you'd be there.
i know that i shouldn't have walked into the crowded room and picked your face out of the pack within seconds.
i know that my hand shouldn't have trembled and shook when i went to hand you my business card.
i know that i shouldn't have felt such an overwhelming feeling of missing your friendship terribly.
i shouldn't have seen the look in your eyes when you looked at me.
the one that made me avert my eyes and look down every time we looked at each other.
i shouldn't have felt awkward when you met my husband... okay, no, maybe that feeling was okay.
but i know that seeing you in person for the first time in 5 years affected me more than i could have ever anticipated.

it's been heavily on my mind for the last few days whether i wanted it to be or not.
old feelings churned up in an unexpected twister from an unexpected encounter.
it made me wonder if i really have filled in the canyon of hurt what was left from you... or if i just built a bridge to walk over it, leaving it behind.

either way, the hurt is behind me, and in the past 7 years i've gone so far down the road that it's hard to remember what the other side of that bridge was like...
your eyes kept threatening to bring me back there...
but i have moved on. 
married to a man that didn't hesitate when he knew he wanted to be with me.
a man that loves me.  and a man that i love.
someone that i would rather die than hurt. 

but knowing all of that didn't do a thing towards the crushing sadness i felt being around you.
not because i wasn't with you... not at all like that...
just because we truly deeply cared for each other and we have nothing to show for it. 
no long happy memories together of a relationship that "just didn't work out"...
no years of friendship. 
the only thing between us now is sadness and emotion-heavy conversations that happen years apart.
and i miss being friends.  i missed laughing at your jokes... and it was so nice to do that again, even if it was only for a short time.
i miss your sarcastic asshole attitude that makes my own pale in comparison. 
i just miss having you around.
and that really sucks.

i need to work on that time machine thing so that maybe we could do it all again. 
and just be friends. 
because it was one of the best times of my life, despite it happening during one of the worst.
and right or wrong... i do miss you being in my life.

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glorious friday

ah sweet sweet weekend.
i need you hard.

did anyone watch 30 rock last night?
(the correct answer is yes)
seriously?  "If you need to pass some eye water, I'll get you some weakness tissues"
love it.
holy shit that show kicks ass.
i want to be tina fey.  and i want to be on alec baldwin.
...pretty sure my husband wants the exact opposite.

so last night i attended a little product night thing... thus further derailing my diet with the magical powers of coconut shrimp on skewers.  delicious coconut shrimp.
and drinks.
although, through some miracle, i only had 2 drinks, despite having a door to door ride home AND having 5 more drink tickets.
that, my friends, is some serious self control.

last night it was all in the name of winning one of two sweet trips...
and yes.... i.... did.... NOT win.
balls.
and the chance of winning one was one in 10. 
2 trips... 20 people. 
my coworker didn't win either... and between the two of us, so there was a 1 in 5 chance of one of us taking one.
so we were pretty pissed about it.
missed by 2 numbers on one side and 4 on the other.
and it would have been sweet... because they're both trips i want to take.
tours.  so everything included.
you just show up and go. 
*le sigh*
one day... it'll happen. 

so, i have an article to share with y'all that came in my email today from weight watchers.
i thought it was interesting, as it pertains to beer.
now, unfortunately, the calorie wise beers they suggest all suck balls... but it has some good/interesting information anyways.

Cold Local Brews for Beer Loving Canucks

For most of us, hot summers mean a cold beer. Whether you're at a music festival, a beach picnic or a backyard barbecue, you're bound to yearn for a frosty sip of the nation's favourite drink. The problem is the after-beer guilt. According to a recent IPSOS Reid study, 70 percent of Canadians "closely associate" drinking beer with gaining weight.

Like many ideas about watching your weight, the no-beer diet rule is mostly myth. Lois Ferguson, a registered dietitian, says, "It's important for consumers to know that moderate consumption of beer does not make you gain weight, provided it's part of healthy, balanced diet."

The first step to enjoying beer while watching your figure is understanding the facts. The average Canadian beer has about 150 calories, ten less than a whole milk. Beer contains no fat, but it does have carbohydrates, protein, and alcohol. Alcohol is where the calories hide—7 calories per gram.

So, the best way to be a savvy beer drinker is to watch the alcohol content of your beer. In Canada, alcohol content in beer ranges anywhere from about 3.9 percent to 8.2 percent. The closer you are to 4 percent, the more likely you are to stick to your weight-loss goals. This means reading labels. Remember that colour makes no difference in terms of calories—a thick dark beer can be less fattening that a thin "light" coloured beer.

In fact, most light beers are actually just low-alcohol beers. And, that's a real plus for most dieters—you can cut a few extra calories, and keep from getting tipsy which can loosen you up leading you right to the bowl of chips on the coffee table.

Light beers usually have about 100 calories. And, there are plenty of Canadian brands to choose from. Labatt makes Labatt Blue Light (108 calories, 4% alcohol), and Labatt Lite (108 calories, 4% alcohol). Molson brews Canadian Light (109 calories, 3.9% alcohol) and Export Light (112 calories, 4% alcohol) a lager with a maltier taste. "Moose light" or Moosehead Light (115 calories, 4% alcohol) is made—surprise—by Moosehead, which also makes the lesser known, lighter-bodied Alpine Light (115 calories, 4% alcohol). And Sleeman, a mid-sized brewer from Ontario produces a fresh, regional option, Sleeman Premium Light (95 calories, 4% alcohol). All of these are available just about everywhere in Canada which makes things easy.

Another choice is the recent flurry of low-carb beers. According to the University of California Berkeley Wellness Letter, "Low-carb beers are simply the old light beers with a new label and ad campaign." Though this may be true, low-carb beers are still low-alcohol, which makes them a safe bet. For example, try: Molson Ultra (2.5 carbs, 97 calories, 4.5% alcohol); Labatt Sterling (2.5 grams carbs, 88 calories, 4% alcohol), or Sleeman Clear (2.5 grams carbs, 90 calories; 4% alcohol)

Some beer lovers may still worry about the taste factor. Canada's premier beer connoisseur Stephen Beaumont (founder of the Web site www.worldofbeer.com) suggests that real connoisseurs stick to low-alcohol options made by smaller brewers, such as Ontario's Wellington Arkell which makes a traditional British best bitter with a sweet malt taste, but less alcohol (4.0%). Another choice is British Columbia's Spinnaker's brewery which makes Doc Hadfield India Pale Ale, an English-style beer with 3.5% alcohol. Both of these brands are bottled for the Canadian market, so with a little searching and determination you can find them in stores.

Overall remember the cardinal rule: No matter what kind of beer you choose, drink moderately. As Beaumont says, "The first thing I suggest to people who want to lose weight is to drink less beer." Just go slow, enjoy yourself, and stop after one or two.

ah beer... i think i might put you inside me tonight.
at least once.

i thought the article was worth sharing, because very true to the ww mentality, it shows you that you can have the things you love... just in the right way and in moderation. 
i know.... so boring.
but so is being healthy, lol.

all i have that's left to say is that in 69 days i'll be in vegas.
...and if you want to come, i found a wicked deal for *almost* our days.
we're going the 20th to the 24th...
and if you go the 19th to the 23rd, it's $521.25 including all taxes per person for flight (direct flight) and hotel at mandalay bay.
so... ya.  you should do that. 
all of you.

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total eclipse of the heart (sorry, it's stuck in my head)

welcome to thursday march 11th... the big news of today... the Eclipse trailer came out.
and i fan-girl'd a little (okay, a lot)
by myself (okay, twitter helped)

last night i got to talk twi-stuff with my co-worker... and it was thoroughly enjoyable.
since apparently 95% of the people i know can't stand to sit through these conversations without excessive eye rolling.
...which sometimes pisses me off.
i politely sit through a lot of conversations that i don't really care about.
things i don't care about that i've recently sat through that don't give two shits about include; curling and nascar.
come on. 
if a girl without a driver's license, who can only tell types of cars apart by colour can sit through an extended conversation about nascar, is it really too much to ask that people nod and smile, or even flat out ignore the twi-convos?
the eye rolling and dissing is getting old for me.
mostly from my husband.  i can't even get one sentence out without him getting all theatrical about how it's "all i talk about"

anyways.  the eclipse countdown is really on now... so i have 110 days to be excited about it.
so people are just going to have to deal.  'cause it's happening.

this week has been a bit nuts... i was at work stuff late last night, early and late today...
and then tomorrow i have to head right from work to downtown to make it for the You Big Idiot show at The Cellar.
what does it all mean?  it means i haven't done sweet fuck all for exercise this week...
which basically means that when i get the time to restart that running crap, i'm probably going to have to start from day 1 again.
not the end of the world... but an annoying setback.
also annoying is the spring weather.  it sucks balls outside right now and it will for the next few weeks. 
it's called spring in vancouver... otherwise known as the rainy season.

i don't mind the rain... it's not that nice to commute on public transit in... but it's better than the freezing cold to me.
but i'm definitely not going outside to exercise in it.
because that just sounds awful.
and that's why someone (god?) invented gyms. 
no wait.... god invented the weather, right?  i forget the fine print of human myth.

in other news, i did make that delightful pork soup from the moonbeam (see previous post). 
my mom and brother came over and we still had several servings leftover. 
one of which will come for lunch with me today. 

it was a great recipe and i loved it... but i think overall i'm more in love with Rick Bayless's Tortilla Soup recipe.
the flavours are similar... but pork instead of chicken...
and the tortilla soup recipe is considerably more work. 
but the flavours are better to my taste.

however, the difference could have been stovetop cooking vs slowcooker. 
sometimes i find that the slowcooker throws things off a bit...
because the liquid doesn't evaporate in a slowcooker, your meals don't always turn out exactly as they should. 
i find they often need a fair amount of additional salt and seasoning, just because of the extra liquid. 
in the future i would cut the stock by 1 cup for the slowcooker version of that pork soup.

okay, time for coffee... and then i gotta get my ass in gear. 
early start at work tonight... and a late night = guaranteed 12 hour day + commute. 

is it the weekend yet?

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things i'm excited about; tonight's dinner

goooooood morning!
i'm remarkably chipper seeing as how my day went yesterday...
well, it went pretty awesome, but i ended up putting in over 12 hours at work and didn't get home until almost 10pm.
and the sheer time in the office isn't super rad, but the results sure were.

yesterday, an old friend of mine from back in the day... okay, from church.  i know, right?
anyways, she saw on facebook that i'm a travel agent now and she emailed me and got me to book all of her coworkers on a vegas trip for work.
totally amazing.  basically, yesterday's deal put me at 40% of my month target for march. 

super rad stuff, obviously... but it's time consuming.
booking 22 people to vegas; air and hotel is a whole day task. 
or rather, a 12 hour task. 
so i had to stay late to finish... and in reality, i'm still not done. 
gotta make itineraries and do my back end accounting etc.

but the point being, yesterday i kicked ass at my job.

also, and perhaps bigger... i am working towards the global ball. 
if i transfer a certain amount in my first 6 months, i get to go.
and this was a huge push to put me on track to go.
i want to go to there.
seriously, hard.
i will be beyond disappointed if i don't make it... so i'm working my balls off to get it.
last month's sales were decent, but they don't count 'cause it was my "month 0"
this is month 1... and the counting began march 1st.

anyways... yesterday threw me off a bit...
by the time i got home, it was bed time... i didn't eat dinner and certainly didn't make it out for a run.
so i hope today i'm off at a decent time because wednesday & thursday i will have late nights for work too.

you know what's funny?  at my last place of regular employment, when that clock hit 5pm, i was a ghost.
there's nothing that could have made me stay even a second overtime.
this job... i do it because it personally benefits me... but also because i love it.

so, this morning, despite my long work day yesterday, i woke up chipper and ready for action.
so i decided to get dinner into the slow cooker.
ms moonbeam bouvier has been raving about this southwestern pork soup that her/our friend tamz makes.
it sounds very drool-worthy. 
i like everything that goes into this. 
so i have it working away in the slow cooker, right now! 
prep time was about 25 minutes, and i even browned the pork off...
i used pork shoulder that came in a little pack, pre-diced from safeway.  2 reasons - one, it was on sale and only $3.50 for 1.5lbs and second, it was precut and all i had to do was dump it into the pan.  score.
the recipe calls for a tenderloin, which would be leaner... but for a slowcooker and shredded application, i do like the shoulder.
either way, browning was essential to me because it had a bit of visible fat, and i'm too lazy at 6am to trim it, so i just cooked it off a bit.

the recipe is here on moonbeam's blog - http://metalandmuffins.blogspot.com/2010/03/post-olympiads.html
and i can't wait for dinner tonight. 

also, moonbeam... this recipe makes a shitload.  so if you wanna come for dinner, please do. 
hockey starts at 6pm.

the goodness in my slowcooker makes me happy for several reasons...
one - it's going to be frigging delicious.
two - nothing beats a nice hearty soup/stew on a cold day.  and today is COLD.
three - when you work a long day, it's pretty awesome to come home to dinner already made for you.
four - when you come home from work and there's hockey on, it's pretty sweet to not have to miss any of the game because you need foods.
five - slowcooker meals are CHEAP.  this one cost me under $10 for sure.  and it's going to make many portions for later freezering.
six - everything in the slowcooker is always cooked perfectly.  as long as you're using the right slowcooker friendly ingredients - no milk products, etc... it always comes out perfect. especially the meat. 

speaking of cheap(er) eats... we have a new household resolution to cut back the food budget. 
while i do have a regular paycheque now, we're still playing debt catch-up, so the purse strings are tight.
one thing that we've been doing, that accomplishes two feats is eliminating lunch meat.
the husband is a big time sandwich lover.  almost as serious about it as jeremy is.
we eat a lot of sandwiches and as such, often have lots of sandwich meat/cold cuts around. 
also, we're usually food snobs.  so it's no bologna up in here... it's premium roasted meats. 
and it's getting expensive. 
also, we have minor, but persistent concerns with the additives and preservatives and salts in lunch meats.

so on sunday we bought two fryer chickens on sale for $12 for the pair and i roasted them off just with salt & pepper and a little rub of olive oil. 
they hung out in the oven while we watched the imaginarium of doctor parnassus... and when the movie was done, they were reasonably cooler and we disassembled them and shredded the meat.
we now have two large ziplock bags of shredded chicken for lunches. 
perfect for sandwiches and salads... and for lazy cookings. 
like fast quesadillas... or chicken stew.
and for $12 we figure we've got chicken for many many meals...
in fact, one bag is going in the freezer for later use.  i'm thinking perhaps a chicken pot pie or two...

anyways... getting the meals in order around here is an ongoing task that needs to be figured out with me not working from home anymore.
it's a slow transition into something that works for us... but we're on it.
the balance of budget + time + healthy eating = a lot of time & effort, but once we've got it figured out, we'll be golden. 

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one down, eleven to go...

i have only a few minutes here, but i needed to make sure that this weekend had mention in a blog.

alice in wonderland on imax 3d.
un-fucking-real.
it was, in my humble opinion perhaps one of tim burton's greatest masterpieces.
stunning.  especially in the imax 3d format.
we'll be going to see it again.
no words will do it justice... just go see it.

black rebel motorcycle club...
wow.  again. 
this band is always good... well, they're always GREAT to be honest.
and they're a band that i forget about sometimes when i think of incredible live shows.
but they delivered again on saturday.
also, it was one of the smokiest shows i've ever seen.
stoners love BRMC.  no jokes.

general weekend goodness...
went for 2 nice hikes.  on saturday the sun was shining and it was beautiful out...
yesterday it was rainy and misty and also beautiful.

the friendship and company... also aces.
there were patio beers, parking lot sessions, downtown vodkas and rock and roll drinks.
late night munchie popcorn and extensive morning breakfasts
also, grilled cheese sandwiches.

and to tangent off for a second... man, i love grilled cheese sandwiches. 
and i like them white trash style.
white bread, plastic cheese. 
no real cheddar (too greasy) and no grainy bread for this!
nom nom nom.

anyways, let's bring it back to the 12 week challenge...
here's my report from week 1.
lost 1.8lbs...
went "running" (who am i kidding? it's a slow jog at best, lol) 2x
went for 2 hikes.

pretty solid effort... but i suppose i can do better.
this week my goal is 1.5lbs and at least 3 runs. 
and if i can do 2 hikes again, that would be rad.

this week's challenges: 2 nights out with my work where meals are provided.
it'll be tough to keep the diet in check, so i'll have to be sure to apply extra effort.
also, work drinking.
and weekend drinking.  but that's an every week challenge.

this weekend: heading to whistler on sunday with the family.
looking forward to a serious hike up there if possible.  i guess it'll depend on the snow.

okay, gotta run to work.

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coming soon...

wowsa.  thanks for all the love and support.
friendship rules.

i've been thinking lately about my life and noticing the pattern that i tend to take on new things and do drastic overhauls in feb/march.
maybe it's my version of spring cleaning my life... i don't know.
maybe i save my resolutions for the fiscal year, not the calendar year, lol.
 
in any event, it works for me.
last year's improvements and expansions were challenging and difficult... but worth the struggles.
it really is true that nothing worth having comes easily.
this year my changes will be more visible to the outside world.

i think and hope that i'm doing this in the right order...
my theory was that physical changes wouldn't stick long term unless my insides were happy.
my insides get happier every day... and now the outside follows suit.

anyways, i picked my 4 goals for submission for the 12 week challenge.
so here they are:
1. lose 20lbs minimum.
2. complete the couch to 5k (ie. be able to run 5k)
3. improve my eating habits and drink 2L of water per day
4. significant improvement in my body shape (measurements) and strength

so there it is...
i have other more broad goals... but for the purpose of this challenge through work, i need to have goals that relate to the fitness/weight loss journey.
they also have to be more or less measurable so that i can prove improvement.

okay, now moving on...
i have bought a lot of tickets in the last few days.
and have a lot of tickets to things coming up.



this weekend - going to see the 3D IMAX midnight screening of Alice in Wonderland.  i am so ridiculously excited for this... i don't even care that the reviews so far are ho-hum. i know i will love it.  plus i am getting high as all fucking hell and seeing it in fucking imax 3d. how could that not be awesome?


saturday- black rebel motorcycle club at the commodore. one of my favourite bands, and an epically amazing band live. this will only be my 3rd time seeing them... they don't come through town often.  in fact, this will be their 3rd time in vancouver ever.  i'm also stoked 'cause the bff is coming in for the show, and my pal christy is coming too. so it'll be a good little crew.


upcoming - bought my tickets to rob zombie & alice cooper.  floor tickets. obviously. how could i miss a tour called "The Gruesome Twosome"?!? the show will be ridiculous... the set will be out of this world... it's going to be like a live horror movie. i'm pretty stoked. i hate horror movies, but i adore rob zombie. plus i find him sexually attractive. is that weird?



nah... i think it's a fair statement. he's a good looking dude.
okay... next!


dan mangan at the vogue. the bff is in charge of this one. me, my husband, moonbeam, the bff and her cuz. fun times with adorable quirky awkward singer songwriters. loves.  especially 'cause he kinda looks like seth rogan.  who i also love.
hmmm... maybe i have a thing for guys with scruffy beards?


MUSE.  mother fucking MUSE!  that's right. a band that i fucking LOVE LOVE LOVE... and we've got GA floor tix. i've only seen muse once before and it was at the commodore ballroom... it was absolutely incredible. i instantly rated that show in my top 10 ever and comparable to the radiohead show i saw in 1998. that's some serious praise, but they fucking earned it.
that night was pretty crazy... i had gotten wasted at 4pm at the beer festival thing at the plaza of nations... then ran off to richards on richards to see scissor sisters play.  after dancing my ass off for an hour or two, i literally ran up to the commodore and arrived just as muse was hitting the stage. my friend handed me a doobie and we blazed while i was sonically assaulted. seriously... when they played Apocalypse Please, i was so fucking high on music (and drugs) that i sat down in the middle of the commodore floor.  my friend was like, you can't sit on the dance floor... they'll kick you out.  and i was like, well, i can't stand. - i'm too high on music.
there's only a few bands that i've seen that can get you high on music... Muse, Radiohead... The Doors (saw them with Ian Astbury singing)
anyways... i am crazy excited for this show.  i am getting really high and letting the music take over.  good thing the next day is a stat holiday so i can sleep in.


METAL! the husband and i are going to the rickshaw for some metal on the 19th in honor of ms moonbeam's bday. the band she is super hyped to see on the bill is Lazarus A.D.  should be a wicked fun evening of getting wasted on metal and watching dudes headbang.  i'm pretty stoked.  note to self - do not forget earplugs. the rickshaw is fucking loud.

ummm... the only other thing i have tickets to right now is the thunder from down under at the casino.



go ahead... laugh.  god knows i do. 
and that's the WHOLE POINT!  it's basically the most hilarious night ever.  i've seen them before and am pretty stoked to do it again.
you just laugh yourself silly, drink some drinks and watch the man candy dance around.
it's a solid fucking night.

lastly, i would be remiss as a friend if i didn't mention that my pal CWP is playing a show next friday night at The Cellar with his band You Big Idiot.
if you wanna enjoy some wicked punk rock... come on down.  doors are at 7pm, tickets are $10 at the door.
do it.  and we can drink drinks together.


okay... gotta get ready for work.
later friends!

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consider me challenged.

yesterday was the start of the 12 week challenge at my work.
so i joined. 

it's been a little tough figuring out 4 goals... so i'd love some help.
i have a weight number goal.
i'd like to lose 20lbs
definitely doable.

but i need 3 more goals.
and no, quitting smoking will not be one of them.

i did something a little crazy yesterday...
a little crazy and something that i swore i'd never do.
but there's a backstory...

the husband... well, i don't want to call him lazy... but let's just say when he gets home, he doesn't want to go outside.
he absolutely loathes outdoor activity.
which is a bit of a problem, because i love it.
LOVE IT.
i love going for walks and hikes and just being outside in nature.  ridding my bike in circles around the neighbourhood...
whatever.  as long as i'm outside, i'm happy.
i love sitting on patios... lounging on lawns. 
the outdoors is my happy place.

his excuse has some validity...
i work inside all day... so for me, going outside is a treat.
he works outside all day long... in the cold, the rain, the snow... and then the heat of summer...
when he's done work for the day, he's seen enough of the outdoors.

we've had many arguments about this... and years ago i pretty much gave up trying to get him to go outside with me... and now i just go with my mom or brother or friends or by myself. 
he did go for a hike with me on valentine's day.  that was my present.  what a guy.

anyways, this has given me a certain level of frustration, because i wish we did active things together.
in fact, truthfully, i'm envious of couples i know that do activity together. 
i wish that active living was a part of our lifestyle. 
i have tried pleading and he won't give in.  i've tried explaining that *i* need to do more physical activity, and if he would do it with me, it would mean a lot to have his support. 
no dice.

the only thing he's ever been interested in doing is running.

i fucking hate running. 
i don't want to run unless my life is in danger and there's something chasing me.
the things i love about being outside are my surroundings and the fresh air and picturesque moments.
if i'm running, i can't enjoy any of that.
i have never had a desire to run. 

but apparently my husband will run... outside... with me.
no walking... no hiking... but running is okay.
i know, i can't wrap my head around it either.

so yesterday we started our first day of the couch to 5k program.
*sigh*

i would prefer a million times over to climb a mountain through the trees on a steep trail, working my ass off...
but instead i'm punishing my already bad knees on cement.

i'm worried about how long i can do this. 
by the end of last night's training... which was only 25 minutes long, my feet hurt so much i could barely walk.
the entire bottom and sides of my feet had gone numb. 
i'm not a doctor, but that's not good... it's possible i need new running shoes.

it was insanely frustrating because i felt fine besides the pain from my feet.
i wasn't having a problem breathing or anything... i broke a little sweat, but was totally fine to keep going...
but my feet were just in searing pain. 

tonight we take off... and tomorrow we're going again. 
3 times a week minimum. 

it's so nice to do something like this with my husband, that i'm willing to ignore the fact that i hate running.
and i'm hoping maybe i can use it to bridge into an activity that i like doing too.
but i guess this is the compromise of marriage...
i get a partner to do something active with, which i very much want and need...
he gets to pick the activity.

final goal of this project is the BMO half marathon at the beginning of may.
of course i won't be running it by then... but there's a walker/slow runner division or whatever... so i'm going to do that.
i get discounted entry through my work's 12 week challenge... and it'll keep me on the ball.

at this point, my weight loss is starting to plateau a bit now that i'm around the 30lb mark... and so i need a new (or any) exercise routine to kick start me again...
so running is going to be one of those necessary evils i think. 

but i think that with my impending improved fitness... i'd really like to do the grouse grind this summer.
i've never done it before... and it seems like one of those vancouver things that you should do at least once.
so i'd like to. 
i know it'll be a frosty day in hell before the hubby will do it with me... so i'm looking for volunteers. 

so back to the 12 week challenge...
i want to win.
there's many many prizes to be had... area, nation and even global.
i want them all. 
there are many many paid vacations to be taken as a reward...

for the next 12 weeks, i am going to be crazy strict with myself.  and that means limiting my booze.
which already makes me want to cry inside.
drinking will only happen 6x per month, max. 
saturday nights and 2 fridays.  to be allocated as i see fit. 
now, that might seem like a lot to some of you... but rest assured, that's cutting back. 
pretty drastically, lol. 
especially after the liver punishing olympics. 

okay, i've rambled for long enough... i leave you with this link to one of my fav weight loss blogs. 
it had a funny story that i enjoyed.
How To Get Your Ass Out Of A Hole In The Ground

and also, i leave you with pictures of my hike two weekends ago with my mom.
it's my new favourite spot... we hike up the mountain to the lookout point over the lake.
the pics are from my iphone, so they're not the best quality... but it sure is beautiful in there.



this is the view from the top of where we hike to...



and then on this last picture, see that little open rock part at the top of the hill? 
that's where the previous picture was taken from.


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closing time

this weekend i:
watched a lot of amazing hockey.
had some great times with friends and family.
spent an entire day trying to soak up every last bit of olympic love this city had to offer...
saw some awesome bands play live.
got exceedingly drunk.

basically the whole weekend just oozed awesome.
and it included trevor linden!



and now i'm left in some sort of post-olympics haze
a sports hangover of sorts.
i already miss the "i believe" song every 20 seconds.

the closing ceremonies were something...
they wavered between brilliance and shameful for hours.
they finished with shame.
we should have cut the feed after the giant beaver number, like they did in the USA.
the giant beavers were incredible.  i LOVED that...
like canada meets vegas.
it was fun, campy and quite the spectacle.
absolutely perfect.

and then they followed it with nickleback.
okay, to be honest, i am not a #1 nickleback hater anymore.
they suck, most certainly... but they actually used to be decent before they became a parody of themselves.
AND they are extremely successful around the world.
but they've become a scapegoat/catch-all answer for bands we love to hate.
hating on nickleback is so trendy, it's pretty much passe.

and really, they are an example of canadian music that people know around the world.  like it or not.
so i get why they played last night.
that song, despite it's terrible lyrics, is a current massive hit song, by a band with several platinum albums under its belt.
it made sense, despite your personal musical taste.

but what the fuck was with some of the other selections?
first of all, where did they find avril lavigne? 
didn't we trade her to america like 5 years ago?
and isn't her career totally dead?  like, they had to cancel a bunch of shows on her last tour because of ticket sales?

i'm not going to hate too hard on alanis... i don't really like her, but it wasn't the most offense selection to my senses that evening...
which brings me to simple plan.
dear Vanoc, what the FUCK?
hedley? (nice guys, but odd selection) and who was that french chick?
i don't think 95% of people in vancouver have ever heard french music beyond mitsou.
or that part in that one sam roberts song where he sings in french.

so... the big question is... where was the GOOD canadian rock?
we have a massive selection to choose from these days...
where the hell were the Tragically Hip?!?
canada's band. 
the house band of the north... and no one bothered to secure them to play?
epic epic Vanoc fail.
sam roberts was in town for olympic shows... what about him?
metric? hell, even the arcade fire would have been an okay choice.

anyways... the talk last night amoung the industry folks was that this seemed like a "pay to play" kinda thing.
meaning that the bands were chosen via closed door deals that involved money/consideration.
which seemed pretty obvious to me...
i mean, avril & alanis are prime examples.  they used to be highly successful around the world, but both are now seriously struggling (and failing) to remain relevant. their labels and management must be shitting their pants watching their cash cows flounder.

anyways, the hip would have cost major coin, while a lot of these other acts would have just wanted and needed the exposure.
so, it seems we cheaped out... and in turn wasted an amazing opportunity to showcase the best music in canada...
and instead delivered a show that made most of us cringe and apologize.
sorry!
we fucked up.

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all good things must end...

as quickly as it came... it's now about to end.
we have today and tomorrow... and then the final hockey game on sunday.
and the closing ceremonies following the game...
and it's all over.
history turns the page on the vancouver olympics.

i'm going to miss it.
i know it doesn't last forever, but i'm always sad when olympics end.
it's so much fun watching it all  tv and having everyone buzzing about how our country is doing.
and even more insane when the early morning alarms to watch hockey games are replaced by actually being able to attend them live in prime time.
...well, almost prime time.
someone tell me how we've been running hockey games to match up with prime time in toronto, when WE'RE the ones hosting and paying for these olympics.
it's balls.

i've missed almost every key game because i'm at work.
at least tonight's game is kinda on our schedule... starting at 6:30pm.

i really want to head downtown tomorrow and try to soak up the last little bit of it all.
i will never see vancouver look like this again in my lifetime.
it's special... and i don't want to miss a bit of it.

i'm thankful that somehow the universe intercepted and derailed my plans of leaving town and missing it all.
i didn't care and didn't want to be a part of it...
but i was thinking about not being able to attend games and overblown transit nightmares.
truth is that i haven't attended any events... and transit is a nightmare of sorts...
but there's a lot i didn't consider.

the intangibles are hard to measure.
and i could have missed them and not thought twice about it because i had a tan from my vacation.
but i would have missed out, whether i knew it or not.

i am a vancouver girl through and through.
this is my home and i not only wear my love for this city on my sleeve, i shout it from every venue possible.
i see it faults and shortcomings easily... and the sheer beauty is undeniable...
but at times i struggle to see it as how outsiders must see it.

i know this city like the back of my hand
inside and out, upside and down
but i've never known it like this.
i've never seen it come so close to realizing its full potential.

it fills me with hope now for the future, instead of fear of the olympic aftermath.
sure, it'll be a financial struggle... and you can bet your ass the government will fuck it up somehow...
but maybe we'll take some good away from this.

we CAN host large events in this city without incident.
people CAN drink and party on city streets peacefully.
we don't have to shut down every event that gathers over a few thousand people...
concerts CAN happen on street corners.
buskers should be allowed to entertain on streets
public art should be all around us

maybe more than anything, these olympics haven't so much let the world in, as we've let ourselves in.
vancouver is ripe with potential
we don't have to be the place known for stupid riots after canceled concerts and failed hockey games...
gang shootings and thugs tagging every surface available.
we've proved to ourselves that we CAN do things better.

and i hope that we remember that next week when it's all over and done.
as the trucks, planes and buses roll out of the city... i sure hope we leave some olympic spirit behind.

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sorry

okay, a few quick things...
i haven't blogged in 11 days.
i know, terrible, right?

but seriously... shit is going down in my city.
and i officially am having like, the best time ever in vancouver!
these olympics are FUN.

there's public drinking, wicked free concerts and smiles as far as the eye can see.

i am having a gay old time right now.
and so i have no time to blog.

also, my computer got a virus last week and spent 3 days in the shop getting nursed back to health.
and i can't update this blog via iphone, so it left me no options.

that's my story and i'm sticking to it.

so, like everyone else in vancouver, i have oodles of pictures and stories about olympic fun.
i have not stopped drinking since the opening ceremonies and don't plan on stopping until the closing ceremonies.
on saturday we drank 140 beers at the cambie.
that is not hyperbole.
that is a real, honest to god number of beers drank.
and i only know because we were ordered rounds of beer 10 at a time, so it was easy to keep count.

i'm getting a little sad that it's almost over.
and i actually had a serious conversation yesterday about going to London in 2 years to see the summer olympics.
i mean... it makes sense.
i have places to stay for free... and i can get cheap flights.
so why not?

so it's on my tentative list of future holidays.
the list grows by the day.

next stop: vegas.
85 days.
it draws near.
and our numbers grow.
the official count is still at 4... but we have 2 other very strong possibilities.
and several other fringe participants.

october may contain a trip to florida.
that harry potter theme park is killing me.
i must go.
they sent me an email with promises of special passes and other frills.
i think they may have sold me.
okay, i was already sold... but i think they sold my hubby.
and i helped with a promise of a night or two in montreal on the way home.
i know the way to his heart.

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