Hungry days and seasonal delays

Yesterday I rolled out of bed for a pre-sunrise BodyPump class. I love early, early workouts but only if I get the prescribed 7-8 hours of sleep. Otherwise sleep wins every time.

Weight lifting leaves me hungry all. day. long. I drank a big green smoothie as soon as I got home, but grazed throughout the morning until I decided snacks wouldn’t cut it anymore and put together an earlylunch

Braised kale, olives, chickpeas, trail mix, Mary’s crackers, balsamic, honey, truffle oil with veggies and fruit

For the afternoon I headed to class for my Food Culture and Communication class where we spent three hours talking about local food.

After more snackage and my favorite pumpkin drink

Awake tea soy misto with one pump of pumpkin. Boom.

I was planning on sleeping in this morning but found myself creeping people on Facebook at 4:30 in the morning, so I caught another spin class. I just keep growing more and more obsessed with RPM, I used to find myself on the verge of death by the end of this class but my strength and endurance has grown which means I’ve been finding ways to make it more challenging — cranking up the resistance and staying on the saddle durring climbs.

Breakfast — I call this the “Clinging on to Summer”

Overnight oats with banana, berries, and peanut butter. In reality, I am desperate for Calgary to finally settle in to autumn. Meaning I can wear leggings and leg warmers and denim jackets without dying of heat stroke. But while berries are still in the store (and still delicious!) They’ll be on my plate.

Finally, here is lunch from today. Roasted beets, braised kale, tofu ricotta, garlic stuffed olives, almonds, and balsamic vinegar.

I imagine that my insides are stained a bright shade of magenta.

My days have maintained a steady gym-work-school-yoga-study pattern. Tomorrow will offer something new and exciting into the mix. See you then!

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I’m starting to notice a pattern here

Another weekend bites the dust.

On Friday I went to a orthodontist appointment to pick up my stylin’ new retainer. Fact: I wore braces for seven years, plus two years of special retainers and head gears. Every time someone tells me I have a nice smile I reply with a snarky “I had better have a nice smile after all the years of torture I went through” It’s very unbecoming of me but I can’t help myself.

I went to work at Yoga Passage for the afternoon. It was my first solo shift and just when I started to get a little bit anxious, I heard an OM from the studio behind me and a sweet yogi gave me a Vegan, Gluten-Free cookie and tea. I could get used to this.

Typical Friday night.

On Saturday I was up early, double fisted a smoothie and tea and went to the Ashtanga 2 class before working.

I had a birthday to go to later that night so I did my hair, put on a uncomfertable outfit and even worse shoes and then proceeded to fall asleep (fully dressed) on top of a pile of laundry. I guess the week caught up with me. I felt awful when I woke up to my friends text that read “Heyy how far are u

This morning I had breakfast with my friend Natradee, we enjoyed a spread of yogurt with fruit and granola, peanut butter on toast and a boiled egg. It felt like a hotel breakfast.

Afterwards we went to Body Combat, where the instructor cruelly added plyometric lunges and donkey kicks to the mix. Grunting. Lots of grunting.

As much as I wanted to stay at home for the rest of the day and watch more Mad Men, I knew today was really my only chance to make a significant dent in my research paper that is due on Thursday -silent sobs- so I packed my bags and set up camp at Higher Ground Cafe for some work time.

Feminism + Fuel.

More Fuel.

This is my life. Cookies, Wine, Exercise, Work. I’ll take it.

Double Fisting

Last night, my girlfriend Torrie suggested that we get together to catch up. Spontaneity, how fun! We don’t see each other very often because we are busy young women, but I sure enjoy her company.

Staying out past my bed time + an early morning = Double fisting a green monster and a strong cuppa-T

1 frozen banana, 1 tbsp cocoa powder, 3 tbsp. peanut flour, 3/4 c. almond milk, 1 tbsp. chia seeds + Double fist-fulls of fresh spinach

Beautiful on the inside…

Shades of Brown

Happy Wednesday!

Cereal, it’s what’s for breakfast.

I always hear people complain that one bowl of cereal does nothing to fill them up in the morning. To this I say: whole-grains, fruit and fat! I had a very brown bowl of weetabix and granola clusters, banana slices, cinnamon, dried cranberries almond milk and a big spoon full of almond butter for maximum rib-stickage.

The rest of the day was… well, a day. I have managed to lose my student I.D. after a whopping TWO weeks at the University. Not ideal as I need that card to get into the gym and ride public transit. Forced rest day, I’m sure it’s for the best. The remainder of the day continued on a wonky path but thank goodness for deep breaths and soy-mistos and chats with friends, funny how the little amazing things can so easily cancel out the little annoying things.

Little amazing thing: Grabbing a raw, vegan cookie dough ball only to find that it has attached itself to a friend.


Driving Miss Daisy

Embarrassing truth: I’m 20 and don’t have my drivers licence. This morning, my dad took me out to practise driving so that I could take my test and not fail over something silly or… kill myself and the exam giver. Examiner? Examinator…

Aside from frequent reminders from my dad to ‘get away from the curb’ and ‘pick up the speed’ <— does driving 60 in a 100 zone really warrant a middle finger? I think I did all right, just a bit of parallel parking practise and I should be good

Driving fuel was a yogurt bowl with granola, banana and peanut butter. Honestly I thought that my stomach would seize up after one full month of avoiding dairy but I felt fine after. Phewf.

The star of the show was obviously my cup of tea. I’ll never take another sip for granted again.

After my dad and I got back from our joy ride, I wanted to get in an at home work out. I did a silly little hodge podge that looked like this:

2 minutes of this BodyRock video. The work out is only 10 minutes long but I am a wimp and burpees are the best/worst thing to happen to man kind.

1 round of this boot camp workout. Again. Wimp.

The 100 work out

 minus the running because I am allergic to running at the moment.

Completely random but it made me super sweaty so I’ll take it. Work out, done.

Though I’m happy to start eating ‘normal’ food again, I do want to continue on with some of the habits that I picked up over the course of the cleanse. If I can eat gluten/dairy/sugar free meals for 28 days, I can apply those ‘rules’ to at least one meal out of the day.

Lunch was curried lentil soup, steamed kale and asparagus, and mary’s crackers. I had the pear and walnuts while I was at work.

When I got home from work, my mom had made a big fat, beefy, cheesy lasagna with salad and garlic bread which I enjoyed with a sip of red wine

I think my mom is happier about this cleanse being over than I am! She felt bad when the dinner she made contained something that I ‘couldn’t‘ eat.

Does anyone else feel that this week is drraaaagggggiiing?

Seasonal Habits

This is the first September in 14 years that I didn’t go to school in the fall. Bizarre! My body sure is confused, it’s in ‘back to school’ mode and is waking me up before 6:00! Before my alarm! Before the sun!

Early bird special:

Greek yogurt, dried cranberries, banana, peanut butter and Ancient Grains granola. Pretty sure the sound of me crunching on that granola woke up my whole family. Pure cluster!

Breakfast dessert was a nice and flowy vinyasa class. Nothing strenuous and exactly what I needed after Body Pump yesterday.

First of the season! For the sake of my wallet I’m going to try to recreate this at home, but it sure was delicious.

***Grande Awake Tea Soy misto with a single pump of Pumpkin Spice, and a dirty look from the Starbucks barista.

Fallin’

*Riiing Riiiing*

Mom: Hello?
Me: Hiiiiiiiii. Where are my leather boots?
Mom: oh! down stairs
Me: where?
Mom: in the storage room
Me: where?
Mom: in a box
Me: OKTHANKYOUBYE

The point is, I needed my boots today! Fall has fallen.

Boots: Nine West Outlette

Leggings: TNA via Aritzia

Top: Winners via mom’s closet

Sweater: Forever 21 via mom’s closet

Ring: Forever 21

Socks: Walmart

Don’t tell me you’ll write me, don’t tell me you’ll call
Just tell me you’ll see me in the Fall

The Fall- Brendan James

My Cuppa Tea

Have I mentioned my morning cup of tea before?

It’s probably the brownest thing about me. Us brownies love our tea (chai). We have it in the morning, after work, before bed. When ever anyone comes over, the first thing out of the host’s mouth is: ‘come, come, have some chai.’

Go look in your brown friends pantry, I’m almost certain you’ll find a box of Red Rose or Tetley orange pekeo in there some where.

I have mine with a glug of almond milk. Part of this complete breakfast:

I was completely indecisisve with my yogurt bowl today. A little bit of everything in my pantry and fridge wanted in:

  • Greek Yogurt
  • Oats
  • Dried Cranberries
  • Golden Raisins
  • Blueberries
  • Walnuts
  • Pecans
  • Banana
  • Honey
  • Peanut butter

Preeeetty sure that’s all.

ohhhmy it’s yoga Sunday, I best be getting into my stretchy pants.

Blue Skies

 

Nothing but lies. Don’t be fooled by this pretty face.

Beneath that blue rectangle is freezing cold air.

My mom and I had a lunch date and fought with the parking meter for TWENTY MINUTES because the machine’s screen kept freezing.

We swore and cried and beat the meter and finally made it to our lunch destination District.

I thawed myself out with a bowl of green tea + 3 refills

Mom: What should we get? Let’s share things.

Me: I can’t read the menu! (the menu is written on chalkboards that are hung on the walls) the part of my eye that sees things is frozen!

Mom: What’s ji-noh-chee?

Me: gnocchi (nyo-ki)? Seriously?

Mom: GNOCCHI. whatever.

We split the ji-noh-chee with artichoke and salmon — which was fantastic, but really, doughy dumplings tossed in butter, how bad could that be ? —  and a salad that we attacked before I could take a picture of it.