Week Two of the New Year’s Resolution

I’m in the midst of the third week of my Healthier Lifestyle New Year’s Resolution, involving more exercise and fresh air (and yes, I’m a little late on this post – I did, however, write it and snap the shots a few days ago, I just got distracted). Mixed emotions with the new goals this past week.  Struggling and craving at the same time.  hmm …. is this the beginning of me becoming a junkie.  At any rate, here’s how it went:

Healthy Refreshments on a Weekend Marathon Walk

Exercise Refreshments with a Mellowing Effect

  • Day 1 – no exercise (exhausted)
  • Day 2 – marathon walk, including a pit stop for 2 of the most delicious Caesars I’ve ever drank
  • Day 3 – another marathon walk, including antiquing & a Caesar (not as noteworthy as the previous days beverage)
  • Day 4 – water aerobics (could feel muscles I didn’t even know existed)
  • Day 5 – dragged my tired body to swim lengths – swam 7 lengths & the pool was evacuated due to vomit (not mine) – I still feel this counts as exercise though, as I did drag myself to the pool & put my swimsuit on with the best of intentions
  • Day 6 – desperately needed a break
  • Day 7 – craved the exercise, but couldn’t find the time

Having a lot of trouble keeping up the ‘exercise 6 days a week’ plan.  I managed 4 days this week, one shy of last week, partially as I think I overdid the exercise early in the week and partially cause my life is busy and I am resisting the 6 am workout.

Week 3 - side

I do think the exercise is starting to show though.  It seems to me that my love handles are slowly disappearing.  This could all be in my imagination though.  I am also now craving exercise and am not satisfied unless I get it.

Oh and I managed to cut out the late night eating, in favour of cocoa.

Kisses,

Emme xoxo

The Diary of a Gal Living Amidst the 2010 Olympic Games

Well, it’s official! A little less than a month before the Games and I’ve decided to stay and watch the show that is the Olympics unfold. I have absolutely no tickets to anything and at this point I doubt I can afford them, but thats not what really interests me anyhow. What I am dying to see is how the whole story unfolds and plays itself out. I want to meet people from around the world and hear their stories. I want to learn about the struggles of the athletes and how they got here. I want to experience the events that happen in and around the Games. And being as the Games have not been easy on the locals and placed stresses on their work and employment, and are more than a little expensive for the visitors, I want to find the fun and interesting activities that people can do that won’t break the bank.

Photo by Lola May

That said, if you do have a spare ticket to an event, I am happy to slum it and be your date.  I will also happily accept invites to other events in and around the Games, so that I can better impart to you, my readers, the craziness that is about to ensue on this land of ours. Guessing I’ll be jumping back and forth between the office in Richmond and home in Vancouver. And given that Holland Heineken House is upending my main research source of the little old ladies gossiping in the hot tub post water aerobics, I think it is especially important that they invite me to delight in their own form of gossip and cultural experiences.  Which reminds me, the cats over at Atlantic Canada House are aware that I am the daughter of a Bluenoiser, right? I’ll be expecting a warm welcome there for their kin folk.  Oh and no handing me any Newfie Screech. I’m well aware of the fact that Newfie’s don’t drink that stuff themselves, but rather delight in handing it to the rest of us Canadians.

Hope to see you amidst the crowds!

Kisses,

Emme xoxo

…. now I’m really rather fancying the idea of having my own Olympic Games Sponsor. I mean really, if your going to sponsor the athletes, then why not me.  “Emme’s Olympic Adventures (or maybe, Mischief or Shenanigans) are brought to you (or fueled or spurred on or instigated) by (insert your absolutely lovely name here).  hmm … really rather like that idea!!!!  Okay, I’m waiting!  Any time now the offers can start pouring in.

Week One of the New Year’s Resolution

For those of you just tuning in.  I had a rather unhealthy autumn.  Unhealthy in the sense that I worked all the time and didn’t get much fresh air or exercise.  I have always been one to promote feeling comfortable in one’s own skin.  We should all feel like the sexy beasts we are. I believe the body to be a beautiful thing in all it’s shapes, sizes and ages.  I, however, am not feeling comfortable in my own skin right now, because the poor living of the fall took it’s toll on it and I am carrying more than is comfortable for me around my waist.  I know my body is still beautiful, but I want to tone up and get back into a healthy living routine.  As inspiration in achieving this and not falling back into the autumn routine, I made this a New Year’s Resolution, started blogging about it and set-up a New Year’s Resolution flickr group. Just to be clear here, this is not about dieting and I am not dieting.  I am simply trying to live a healthier lifestyle with regular exercise, fresh air and meals at normal hours.

So here is how Week 1 went:

I almost met my goals this week, but not quite. If you remember from last week, I am trying to get some exercise once a day, six times a week.

Here is what I did:

  • Day #1 – walk
  • Day #2 – walk
  • Day #3 – day of rest
  • Day #4 – airport hiking hauling a rather large cat
  • Day #5 – water aerobics
  • Day #6 – water aerobics
  • Day #7 – day of error – no time

Aside from this, being back into my old routine, I found it hard to always eat at reasonable times, so I caught myself eating dinner late on 3 of these nights. I’d like to eliminate the late night eating, especially since it seems to cause nightmares.

A buddy of mine that is trying something similar, said that he ran into the same problems (missing days and late night eating) and that he eliminated them by exercising in the morning.  And yes, the suggestion of early mornings did cause screams of protest from me.  He concurred, but it seems it was the only way he could fit it into his week.  Not sure, but I might consider it.

And how do I feel after week one? Way more energized.