So I was...

downtown yesterday @ Sgt Russell's funeral

Wondering why the ball of my foot and my toes fall asleep whenever I'm running or cycling. I've tried loosening / tightening the laces but it happens every time.




Contemplating how long you have to know Big Daddy Diesel before you get to know his real first name.. Speaking of BDD..

Noticing that some of the girls in the office have a copy of Big Daddy Diesel's New Years post taped up at their desks. He's inspiring the Canadian ladies to kick some ass this year.

Thinking I might be addicted to avocados. Never liked them before but now I don’t want to eat salad without it.

Trying to tweet less.. just cause. I'm not being very successful but I'm trying.

Purchasing better cycling pants because my butt is offended at the hour long trainer rides and they are just going to get longer.

Listening to the Heidi and Frank show. Toilet humour at it's best. I used to listen to Howard Stern and loved him but when he went to satellite I found Heidi and Frank and haven't looked back.

Laughing at my boss wandering from cubicle to cubicle doing squats as he makes his way to the kitchen to refill his water bottle and then doing walking lunges back down the aisle to his desk.

Missing a few bloggers who have disappeared or aren't posting as much. Matty and Quinton especially. I suspect Matty is out plowing snow but hope all is well with Quinton and his family.

Searching for my Garmin HR chest strap, do I lose everything? Yes, yes I believe I do.

Scared to get on the scale but I did anyway.  I didn’t look, I made Janicke look for me.

Making a mess.

Slightly concerned that the MEC store is less than a 5 minute walk from my office.

Counting the days til I can have a frosty cold beer or a glass of red wine.

Leaving my attitude at the door. I'm not thinking, I'm doing!


Laughing (I can do laughing twice, I can do it as many times as I want) at the video John posted of him being supportive to his lovely wife. 

That's all I got...

at a medium pace...

I'd rather be here

Well it looks like the mojo train may have done a drive by. Yesterday was perfect eating, let me say that again yesterday was PERFECT eating AND, wait for it, A WORKOUT!! I had intended to go to a spin class but I didn't end up going so instead I put on my bike shorts, my cycling shoes and did a solid hour on the trainer. I was sweating and out of breath by the end of it, see MOJO. Nice! I found that if I put my headphones on and my music really loud I was more motivated to go hard and for the first time on a trainer ride I really got into a zone. This may be the ticket for me for indoor riding. I'm still thinking about moving the trainer to the basement just from a noise perspective. I am trying to be very concious of my neighbours and don't want to cause undo noise for them if they are trying to enjoy their evening. Our walls are concrete and we don’t hear much but it's the floor vibrating that worries me the most. Of course I'm clearly less concerned (drunk) whenever Mike and Dede come by and we are all singing Adam Sandler songs at 3am but I haven't done that in quite some time. I like to surprise them with that stuff, keep them guessing, you know.

I got an interesting email last night from a guy at a website called www.teachstreet.com/ telling me that one of my readers had recommended me to be a featured blogger on their site. They checked out the blog and said they would like to 'feature my work'. In the interest of whoring out my blog as John so eloquently put it, I decided to try it so I added the badge code they sent me and I'll see how it goes. I find it funny that me and all my bad grammar will be linked by a 'teaching' site, nevermind that they are going to put me in the fitness section. Do you think they missed the part where I have stated repeatedly that I'm not athletic and I'm overweight? Shhhhh don't tell em! Do you think the students will think my tattoo is cool?? 


or here, here is good too

If you were the one that recommended me please let me know and thank you, unless I get a crapload of spam, then I'll have a whole slew of other types words for you. 

If anyone has any helpful advice about this featured blogger stuff please feel free to share.. You all are much more experienced at this than I am. 

That's all I got...

(crap, guess what song I can't get out of my head now)

you outta know..

my boyfriend, George

  I have been tagged to do a stylish blogger meme by my new friend Julie over at You Just Have to Tri.  She hasn't been following me too long or she'd know that I'm definitely not stylish at all so this could have gone very wrong.  I thoroughly enjoyed her abandon in posting stylish pics of herself, this is how I know we will get along.  Oh click the link, you know you wanna, I'll wait.  I like her sense of humour and she even posts some yummy recipes.  Thankfully for all our sakes I am not required to post any pictures of my non-stylish self, you all know that the picture that was snagged of me at Bryan's Kona party was the only pic that has been taken of me in many years.  


So, here are 7 things about me in no particular order:  

I love being Canadian and just about anything related to Canada especially poutine. Yes yes, let the jokes fly. I can't imagine living anywhere else and although I hate to travel I can always be talked into traveling somewhere in Canada. My favourite place to visit is the East coast because there is lots of great beer there.  That is also where my Great Aunt Helena lives so that means there are peanut butter chocolate chip cookies there, and molasses cookies and mustard pickles and fresh rolls with butter and on and on. I also love Canadian music, The Guess Who, Tragically Hip, April Wine, Barenaked Ladies, FM, Goddo, Alanis Morrisette, Anne Murray (shut up), Gordon Lightfoot, I Mother Earth, Our Lady Peace and the list goes ON and ON.  Yes, it's true I even love Nickelback. I've been obsessed with all things Rush lately purchasing two documentaries and a bunch of songs off iTunes as well as one of Neil Peart’s books.   

I’d rather be blind than deaf. I can’t imagine a world where I couldn’t listen to music or hear the crunch of the earth beneath your feet or a dog lapping up water from a bowl or someone whispering softly in your ear.  I'd miss the sights for sure but if I 'had' to choose, I'd rather be blind than deaf.

As you already know, Beth Hart is my favorite singer. Although our life experiences are different (thankfully), her voice, music and lyrics connect with me in a way like no other. If you want to hear my happy, listen to Beth, if you want to hear my pain, listen to Beth. I almost named my bike Beth but someone (who?) said I should name it after a boy, not a girl. I’m a bit sorry about that but I do love ‘George’ (named after Stroumboulopoulos, also Canadian). 

I can never spell “Stroumboulopoulos”, I always have to look it up and even after I look it up it still looks wrong. George, you should know that I won’t be changing my name after we are married.

I love dogs, I know HUGE shocker right. My preference is big dogs, the bigger the better.  No offense to people that have little dogs, little dogs are cute but gimme a big dog any day.  If I had my way I’d own a Weimaraner named Ice and a German Shorthaired Pointer named Little Sister and Great Dane named Tate.

I should definitely say something about training right. While I absolutely hate the process of training, the swims are boring, the runs just plain hurt and we all know how often I fall off the bike and while that is always funny it's generally not pleasant, the only reason I do it is because it feels SO good when it’s over. I’ve come to depend on that feeling.

I call my friends 'homey' but not because I think I'm from the 'hood' but thanks to my iPhone auto correct.  So if I call you homey, it only means I think very highly of you, I don't call just anyone homey.

I have to tag 5 people but since I'm late to the game and most people have already done this, if you haven't done it yet consider yourself tagged (coughFRANcough). 

That's all I got...

just what a fat girl needs...

Cakes and Ale, on my fridge.  Sweet delicious cakes and yummy beer mocking me daily. 

I kid, I kid. I managed to make it onto Ian's postcard mailing list which means I get a postcard from him once a month.  It's no secret I overtweet him and I think he's all kinds of awesome, but that's just because he is, so I was thrilled when he added me to his postcard list as a late, last minute addition.  I wasn't sure what to expect but was excited to receive my very first postcard from him this month.  I have no idea where he found such neat cards but I love it, it's so cool!!  I won't share the message with you, you'd have to get on the list but it was totally fun and he has excellent penmanship!  I promised to send him a card in return and the ideas are spinning but I can't talk about it here cause he occasionally reads my gibberish.

Speaking of my gibberish.  This blog has been a really fun (I'm saying fun alot today) endeavour for me but I'm no writer, I know this and I'm ok with it.  I think part of my 'charm' (shutup!  hahah) is that it's just me, bad grammar and all.  I try to tell a story as if I'm actually talking to you and in the end I really just want to make you laugh, with me, not AT me (john).  The other day I was checking my stats and alot of people end up on my blog by googling 'she said i need a goal', so, I googled it.  Imagine my surprise when I wound up on a quit smoking website which had copied my entire post from Jan 7, word for word.  They didn't advise me they were posting it or credit me at all.  I have to say that if my story about quitting smoking can help anyone then I'm more than happy to share but as a matter of etiquette shouldn't they at least tell me they are going to use it?  If they had emailed me saying they wanted to post it on the site I would have been beyond thrilled but this just left me feeling deflated and slightly violated.  I emailed them about it and haven't heard back.  I know by putting it out there on the net it's public and it's definitely not worth getting my knickers in a knot, I was just a bit surprised and disappointed. 

In other news, not much is going on with me.  I'm still looking for my mojo, it's here, then gone, then here, then gone.  I have a long swim to do this weekend, apparently I'm making up time or something silly and I have been told to swim 'with intensity'.  I will do some time on the trainer and get out and run too cause why do 1 sport when you can do three!  ah what the hell, may as well throw a strength session in there too. 

Have a great weekend! 

That's all I got....

So I was...

Blogging this "So I was" post on Wednesday because Jason said I must blog this every Wednesday and I can't say no to Jason.

Happy to hear that my Great Aunt Helena is doing just fine despite her slightly crappy circumstances.  She's a fighter and has a great attitude, I want to be just like her when I grow up.

Wondering what ingredients will make up my perfect salad. Everytime we order in for lunch I get something different and yet nothing is as yummy as the Longos Pear and Blue Cheese salad. That one goes best with a steak and some red wine on a Friday night. What time should I expect you?

Contemplating a trip to Alaska. I am enamoured of Alaska and am dying to get there for a vacation one day.  Too bad I hate to travel.

Craving hot and sour soup, super spicy.


Wishing I had more mojo to clean out my office at home. There are boxes and piles of things that need to be assessed, organized and/or purged. (using the word assessed made that sound more important and official than it really is.)

Thinking I will remedy this with a 15 minute challenge. I set a timer for 15 minutes, go in with a few garbage bags and throw out as much as I can before the alarm goes off. It won't get the job done but it will get me started, 15 minutes is a long time to spend throwing stuff out, trust me.

Listening to some tunes on my ipod which include (but are not limited to) Beth Hart, the Trews, Darius Lux, The Guess Who, Queen, Rush, Cheap Trick (thanks Scott) and Barry White. Oh shushy you, it's not like I make you listen to my weird playlists!

Enjoying getting back into the swing of things, I'm not there yet but I am headed in the right direction. I think wearing my Punk Rock racing shirt is helping.

Considering another tattoo, this one would be on my left shoulder/arm to offset the one on my left forearm. Suddenly my arm feels unfinished.  (can't believe I just said that) 

Laughing at my co-worker's daily 'ism's and her 'holy shit batman' evening emails. 

Writing an update to our process documents at work, I hate documentation. 

Searching for a funny or interesting postcard to mail out to a friend before month's end. 

Excited that the days are getting longer now, we are on the upswing folks.

Making Thai Honey Peanut Chicken for dinner this weekend.

Looking for SPD shoes on the net and ended up at the MEC site, ut oh, better hide my credit card.


Phoning my American friends and family because I finally got a cheap North American long distance plan. Now I just need to get my passport renewed so I can go see their faces in person and hear the sound of their laughter.

Predicting that waking up at 4am to be on the pool deck by 5:30am for my coached swim tomorrow morning is NOT looking good.

That's all I got...