A Daughter

I remember when I first laid eyes on Katherine, when they first put her, wrapped in a green blanket and pink cap, into my shaking arms and I remember vividly that first night when we stared at each other for hours. I was in awe and a little terrified of this totally new person that…

Stop adulting

Want to know a secret? I need you to really believe this one. It’s okay to not do what you’re “supposed” to do some days. It’s okay to leave the dishes in the sink. It’s perfectly fine to not prepare the whole week’s worth of meals. It’s utterly allowable to not fold the laundry, tidy…

My Food Fixin’ Formula, or how I keep the family from starving

We eat a lot of food.   I’ve noticed that when I take the time to plan out meals, everything in our lives flows better. Mornings are magically possible because there are easy lunches to be grabbed. Tempers fray less when everyone is fed. I fret less about training because I know I’m well-fuelled (and…

Base Camp

In our tiny front porch, most days, there are squat shoes, deadlift shoes, knee sleeves, belts, climbing shoes, a bag of climbing gear, a flute, dog leashes, easily half a dozen pair of running shoes, hiking staves, hiking boots, a camp stove, a cooling casserole (kept safe from the cats and dog) and other oddments…

The Finnish Line, part 1

The two weeks of travel and competition are drawing to a close; tomorrow I leave Finland and head back to Canada to a normal life, or at least to a more routine one. Just now I’m sitting on a ferry on my day to Tallinn, Estonia for the day and I have a couple of…

The Secret, or “Yo, Vick! What do you eat?”

How do you lose fat and get stronger? There must be a secret, right? Well, yes and no. Yes, there are techniques. No, they aren’t secrets. I get at least an email a week from people who want to know what my secret to getting in shape is, assuming that since I’ve managed to make…

This is not Before and After

About seven months ago, I looked at myself in the mirror long and hard and realised that I needed to change a few things about my life. Some of the big pieces were doing just fine (incredible marriage, awesome kid, good job) but one of the largest had fallen completely out of alignment and needed…

Balance

I’m always struggled with balance. Trying to fit exercise, work, family, marriage, friends, motherhood, housework, dogs, volunteer responsibilities, garden, and hobbies (to list but a few) into a twenty-four hour day feels more like a labour of Hercules than a task for an ordinary mortal, most days. (Of course, I’m guessing that Hercules also didn’t…

Professional craftsperson or artist? Get a hobby

No, I’m not being sarcastic. I mean it. Artists and craftspeople are a strange bunch. We tend to work long hours, are very wrapped up in our work and quite often we came to the business of craft or art through a pastime that grew. When your hobby becomes your job or profession, it ceases…

A tactile nature

I discovered something rather interesting about myself the other day and, being that all-to-common combination of altruistic and narcissistic, decided to blog about it so that others might benefit. I’ve been trying to take better care of myself as of late. This breaks down into exercise, food and water. Sleep is great when I can…