Monthly Archives: August 2016

shadows of our past, and two things I want to do (but don’t) immediately after travel

Posted on August 2, 2016

I arrived in Canada Thursday night, exhausted from three flights, I-don’t-know-and-don’t-care how many time zones, and firmly in I-can-smell-myself-and-it-ain’t-pretty zone. Fed and showered, I finally crashed at 11pm, hoping that a long day, and a relatively late bed time will be enough to magically propel me into the correct time zone the next morning. Futility

On compliments, stuff-ness, and cultivating a bikini mind [Guest Post]

Posted on May 10, 2016

At a grocery store, a six-year old child points his fingers at a fat cashier, and smiles. “That fat lady has a pretty necklace!”, he says. The kid’s mother turns beet red and shushes him: “That is NOT a nice thing to say, honey!”. The kid is confused. I’d be confused too. He just gave fat

Operation Bridezilla, and the 30-Day Pre-Wedding Diet

Posted on May 6, 2016

Confession: I want to be thin for my wedding. Correction: I want to be thinNER. Also… I am having an existential crisis having to pick just the right shade of nail polish for my wedding day. Do I go conventional? French? Do I match the shade to my dress? To my invitation color? To groom’s

I love myselfie

Posted on December 29, 2015

*As my regular readers know, I overrely on sarcasm. My sense of humour is overwhelmingly sarcastic, self-deprecating, and sometimes, cynical. If you are NOT one of my regular readers, I’d love it if you read the blog post to the end, before getting offended. If you get to the end, and you are still offended,

#bellybuttonchallenge and other dumb things I wish I didn’t know about

Posted on June 24, 2015

Sometimes I truly worry about humanity. Like… really worry. My chiropractor is manipulating my shoulder joint, as I tell him about the new trend I learned about today (and you don’t even have to dump a bucket of cold water on your head!). The belly button challenge – a trend on Instagram, where people post pictures

SOLO at 7:57 pm Jun 29
Sad indeed. :(

root canals and getting old(er)

Posted on February 20, 2015

One day, while applying eyeshadow, I noticed that the skin on my upper lids was not as firm as it used to be. Bummer. You know when I noticed it for the first time? When I was 28. Yeah. I found my first grey hair when I was 29. It was in my eyebrow, and

SOLO at 8:00 am Feb 27
Susan, I had a similar feeling having a conversation with my baby brother a number of years ago... :)

the long overdue love letter

Posted on February 13, 2015

Dear Body, The day after racing for almost 16 hours, after running down the beach with a bunch of plantains, swimming in a lake, carrying a heavy sandbag, scrambling along treacherous rock, the day after ALL that, I wake up to realize that you are not even that sore. A little scratched up, perhaps. A

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stop “watching” your weight

Posted on December 22, 2014

I am a Weight Watchers refugee. I think WW was the first official commercial diet that I went on. I was in my early 20s, and graduate school was not kind to my behind. “Enough is enough!”, I exclaimed one day, and signed up for Weight Watchers Online. It was time to take a more

how to become more awesome

Posted on May 8, 2014

“Joy and comfort are awkward, and make me want to die”. [Marc Maron] I heard this quote on the radio the other day, and it made me squeal inside. Like “ohmygawd, this is perfect” kind of squeal. In Precision Nutrition, we talk about difficult-easy (D-E), and difficult-difficult (D-D). It’s a metaphor borrowed from coach Alwyn

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fat days, or what to do when you feel like a pregnant whale

Posted on April 14, 2014

You wake up with a distant feeling of doom, which is only confirmed by your quick glance in the bathroom mirror. Jabba the Hutt stares back at you, with a smug smile. This ain’t a bad hair day. You didn’t get the flu. It’s a fat day. It’s going to be a long one. You



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