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Emotionally Numb..TOL

Are you one of those people who knows something big is happening soon but don’t really feel it until the day of?

When that day comes, its like a bomb exploded instead of being a slow burning flame that will quietly simmer and then just fizzle out.

Sound dramatic?

As my undergrad comes to a close (2nd one, yay for year 7 of post-highschool schooling…) I have been pondering a lot of things lately, yet I feel almost unattached to the emotions I feel they should be associated with.

…maybe that is my first problem…overthinking..

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I’m leaving my housemates. I know I’m going to cry the day of, I know it. I love these two girls and for now I just think that them leaving hasn’t hit me yet. I swear I have feelings..

I’m moving in with new housemates. I have met one of them and she’s so sweet and just like me in the sense that she appears to me like an ‘older soul’ and one who gets stuff done and is a respective and responsible person.

I have to go back home and work inside all summer long. I think this is the one that I have been the most vocal about. My job last summer was a dream. I spend my days outside, I did my research at night and I was the most relaxed I had ever been I felt. this was a true blessing because I was sick (Read: infested without knowing it) at the time and although I was struggling with it, I don’t know how bad it would have gotten if I hadn’t have been so free and care-free.

I’m having to leave my second family (my gym fam) for the whole summer because I have to go home. This may seem silly to many of you, but I feel a certain ‘place’ there. I’m known and I just feel at home there. My friends are there. Friends who share my interests and can gab for days about all the things I love. My people live and breathe there just like me. It may only be for 4 months, but its just another thing I’m leaving…

My Masters is apparently going to be a crazy time. From placements to my masters, I have so much to do in a whole 3 semesters and I weirdly feel calm. I’m excited for my placements but I know that so much change is about to occur and at this point and ‘calmness’ I don’t know how the initial days are going to fare with such a change to my normal scheduling.

….After my Masters, life hits you like a bag of bricks….

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Should I think about where I want to live as an adult?

How am I going to afford a place to live when I’m done. I’m not going back home right? I can’t, I just can’t. But a place…On my own…Am I ready for that? Can I even think about affording that?

I don’t even know how to do my own taxes for gods sake!

And all I have to say for myself at the moment is I feel nothing. I’m not sad. I’m not worried and I’m not (consciously at least) anxious about it.

That in itself makes me worried because when it all hits me, I don’t know how I’m going to react. That is a lot of change. And I, mentally and physically (heres pointing at your stomach of hell), don’t do well with change.

How do I prepare if I feel nothing?

Am I somehow able to suppress all feelings because I’m overwhelmed with all the change that is imminent? 

I dunno.

I guess for now I need to just continue to focus on my exams and when two weeks from now comes up and I’m hugging my housemates and saying goodbye, I will just have to accept what happens is what I need to have happen. There is no planning that can be done, just let the feels be feels.

On a side note, I really want a dog. Like I’m not kidding guys, I really want one. Enough so that stuffed animals have become appealing to me in large ways.

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That nose freckle is shining bright..

I have this emptiness (which I think is a want for a romantic relationship…) that I need to fill with something and as much as I love my new Chester, this void is still burning deeper, but I suppose that is not in my control either. There is a time and a place for being single, growing and self-loving. I have done that. Why is it that when you are finally feeling confident in yourself and what you deserve AND you are ready and wanting to give yourself and your love to someone else that there is nothing to be found?

Le sigh. I digress…

Guess it also doesn’t help my mood that my stomach is being a terror with my exams…despite said feelings of nothingness. What else is new. Are you almost healed yet…?

To conclude I just want to say that no I’m not sad or anything like that, I’m a very happy person, these are just some thoughts rolling through my forever active mind and I think I’m simply suppressing feelings at the moment. Please don’t think I’m depressed or anything as that is far from true. 

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How do you respond to major life changes?

Do you feel ready to take on the world after your education?

Thanks to Amanda and her link-up party for my thoughts to dance in.

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-Chelsea

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When Mama Has No Birdies Left…

T-Minus 12ish hours there will be one less Monkateer left in my house.

No more lil birdies for me to watch.

To train.

To laugh with.

…And I may or may not have some puffy eyes to hide tomorrow…

The last bestie standing is going back home for the rest of the summer and, yes I just made that overly dramatic but I’m really gunna miss my Rita.

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Selfishly I want her to stay, but I also want her to go back home to see her parents. She hasn’t been back to China in a year and so I’m so happy that she has the chance to visit with her family for a lil while before school starts up again.

I feel as if this summer has really been a blessing though. I decided to stay mostly for her because my job really doesn’t force me to stay in Guelph at all and I don’t regret that decision what-so-ever. As close as we were already, I feel as though this summer has really allowed for us to bond in a new way.

You could really say we were attached at the hip most days and so it’s going to be very strange to be on my own for this last month.

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We said we were gunna explore Guelph more this summer and thanks to the beautiful weather, we have!

She showed me the arboretum for the first time and I got to be her photo subject.

We went back and forth via bus to whole foods and lululemon as I now have her addicted to all things expensive apparently.

We gymed together.

We had nightly walks that consisted of those deep feeling talks…ya know, girl things.

We finally went canoeing!

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I got to train her and I got this STRONG lady doing both squats and deadlifts PLUS facing her fear of bench pressing.

I’m also just proud of her in general. This year was a big changing year for her throughout the school year in her own personal growth and confidence. She pushed so hard and got amazing grades this year, which is made even more impressive because obviously we work in english here and she’s only been in Canada for 3-4 years now. She had her first interview and got a great volunteer position in her field. This process was huge because she is always nervous about writing and speaking due to the english component but she’s doing more amazing then she will ever see in herself.

But I see it…

Although I’m only 3 years older then her, I feel this need to guide her like a ‘mama’ would (guess that’s why both my housemates nicknamed me as such) so she reaches for new opportunities that she may feel she can’t do. I may go overboard once and a while and maybe push too hard (and I’m sure she wants to run away at that point), but I do it because I care.

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This post really is sounding like I’m sending my child off to school or something, but I’m just letting my thoughts roll. She’s one of my best friends and I love seeing her gain more and more confidence in herself because she deserves to feel as awesome as she truly is.

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When trapped on a 1-hour bus ride, you take creepy pictures to keep yourself amused. Rita is smarter and brings something to read…

Now as I see the time ticking away, I think it will finally hit me soon enough that she will be gone as of 6am tomorrow morning and then I may just ball my eyes out whimper a lil bit.

I hope you’re so excited to be home and get to do everything and see everyone you haven’t done and seen for the past year.

Mama loves ya

-Chelsea


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25 Years In The Making…

Happy Long Weekend my friends!

First off, a big Happy Birthday shoutout to one of my besties and my beautiful housemate, Ritaaaaaa! I hope you enjoyed your day as low key as it was. We are two in the same where birthdays don’t really phase us, BUT I hope my singing over a pile of pancakes with a candle helped to start your special day on an interesting note.

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Can we accept that I win for creativity with that card eh? Oh and we do birthday pancakes in this house! Chef Chelsea to the birthday rescue.

Click on the picture to take you to my Facebook page if you want to see us singing together.. 😀

It was quite magical… cough. 

Well speaking of birthday’s it is mine today and I am always thankful for all of the love that I receive on this day. I don’t need anything but to hear all of the people in my life take a moment of their time to send me a message just makes me smile. I always feel that a “like” isn’t enough. If they thought about me in that moment, I like to write them back a message because they deserve that for the warmth and positive energy they just passed to me.

So much love is given around and my heart always feels so full.

Starting with calling my Nana and Papa first thing because they always want to talk to me on my birthday if they cannot see me in person. So I called them up (as they don’t know my celly) and was happy to hear their cheerful voices in the wee hours in the morning.

The Facebook messages started a’rollin early as well including two beautifully written posts by my parents. Both of them included the topic of pride and I cannot help but feel some kinda way when they say they are proud of who I have become because that’s all I can hope for.

I want to make them both proud! You have raised me to be who I am and I can only hope that you know how much I care and appreciate all that you have done.

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As I was preparing to head out for an early lifting sesh (obviously going to lift on my birthday!)

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Rita came out of her room nice and early to sing to me and hand me this…

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She is the sweetest! And inside da bag…

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I love them and obviously had to put them on immediately.

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Sorry for the filter I was trying to ensure you could see the sparklies!

Going to be flying in the gym! And sparkles, oh she knows me too well.

After a very colourful chestday…

Yes I will wear as much obnoxious colour as I want especially cuz it’s my birfday and I do what I wanna 😉

The gym staff even started singing happy birthday to me across the room. Yes my gym apparently loves me too, guess it’s all the treats I bring them hehe.

Made my morning!

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My housemates picked me up (remember Emily drove down from Montreal?) and we jetted out to find a nice cozy spot on the patio at Buon Gusto, a cute Italian place downtown Guelph. Rita has wanted to try this place and I just wanted a patio setting so the two birthday girls got exactly what they wanted.

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We missed Em so much and were happy to be able to steal her away from her BF (Alex) for a few hours to celebrate our lil reunion.

We had to say goodbyes and it was super sad and felt almost like something was missing. We didn’t get enough time and felt like we left not getting everything that we wanted to.

Her and Alex drove away and Rita and I decided to go for a walk…a walk that turned into an hour and a half and by the time we got home, we were beyond tired. The sun is beautiful but man does it drain the life out of you.

My shoulders are nice and brown though!

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To our surprise, two minutes later, I kid you not, Em knocks at the door and said she just couldn’t fully leave without stopping by. So we chattered just the three of us girls and then she was on her merry way back to Montreal. We needed that. It wouldn’t have felt right if the first goodbye was the only goodbye.

Us girls need girl talk ya know?

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We then went about making dinner and then I started making noodleless lasagna for Rita as I had extra chicken sausages to use up from yesterday.

Yes I’m still cooking all the things on my birthday…

And now as I sit here and think about how I feel at the end of my birthday, I can’t say I feel much different. Age really doesn’t mean much to me but what I will say is that I have come a long way in my first 25 years of life. I can also say that I’m proud of many of the things that I have done for myself, with some of the biggest changes being within the past few years.

I say it a lot, but my confidence that I exude now amazes me sometimes. I am the girl who used to stand in front of the class and pretty much want to cry during a presentation because I was so nervous. I was so insecure that I would be constantly thinking that others were judging me for the worst. I looked to please everyone around me even if that meant that my kindness was taken advantage of.

I didn’t love myself. That was simply self destruction.

Today I stand tall (ha right, not physically..) because I feel like a completely different person.

I couldn’t give a **it what others think about me 99% of the time. If I’m doing what is right for me, why should I feel like I’m doing something wrong?

I do things for me and don’t see them as selfish anymore. This is important! You have to come to realize that you are a person that needs attention to. It’s not bad to take care of yourself. 

I have a lot to give but I will never be taken advantage of. I refuse to be walked all over. That doesn’t mean I’m a mean person as I have quite of love that I want to give. Instead it means that I respect myself. 

I have goals I’m striving for. I’m determined and I will hit them.

I have a great social circle that makes me smile every day. No longer to I spend all my time on my work and believe that this feeling of slight loneliness is okay. I give off so much energy when I’m with others. 

If there is something I want, I go get it.

One thing, though, that I have always known is that I believe that I was meant to help others. I was meant to give. I know that may sound corny or others say that all the time, but I truly believe that is my calling.

I will leave it at that.

So there was my weekend in snapshots and it was full of love. Birthday’s are never about the things, its about the who’s and every person who takes a second out of their day to send positivity and love your way.

Thank you for all of that love. It is appreciated much more then you can know.

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-Chelsea


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From Confidence To Word Vomit..

Hey Friends!

Hope you had a great Saturday. Mine was jam packed but all fun times. As I mentioned yesterday, today was the GNC Pro SuperShow in Toronto so my lovely Dad came down to pick me up from Guelph and drop me off at the Convention Centre for me to run around my lil playground.

Now before you call me a spoiled brat, note that I was totally willing to Greyhound it down there but my Dad doesn’t like me taking the bus alone. Lolz, Daddy’s lil girl. I was so thankful for him doing this though and he just wandered into the Eaton Centre and did what he does best…Shopped. 

First though, of course, a lift had to happen so a sleepy me (haven’t been sleeping the best lately, heat? allergies? Dunno) headed to hit shoulders (my fav!) and then head off to the Expo.

I was seeing a bunch of my friends from back at McMaster so of course I had to bring a lil something something..

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Flourless peanut butter banana muffins a la Averie Cooks with a few Chelsea tweaks. 

I was notorious for my baked goodies at the gym so obviously I had to show them that I still baked. Showing my love.

They loved them btw, great job Averie! 

So yeah, when you first walk in its all fake tanner, bikinis and buff guys wandering around and it’s so busy that it can get slightly overwhelming.

Us shorties are always in danger of being trampled. Legit. 

I managed to make my way through to find Andrew and he happened to be with someone I often saw shop at GoodnessMe! back in Hamilton. Small world eh? Anyways Pierre and Andrew have actually teamed up to create their own business which is totally cool.

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They had been waiting like an hour in line to meet Sadik, or 2nd runner up Mr. Olympia, and my lil tushie then snuck right in with them to also have some small talk and take some snaps.

Timing on point.

Sadik is quite a real guy. So not what you expect from someone so huge in the bodybuilding world. Great guy and very inspirational.

After that, and after a few calls, bad directions and getting lost, I finally found Daniel, who was a fellow personal trainer at Mac.

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And we proceeded to also get a lil snaphappy at the bodybuilding.com Photo Booth. Do you even flex?

Dan is such a sweetheart and so it was super nice to catch up and see what he was up to.

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I then found myself wandering away and finding myself in line for Miss Buff Bunny..

I waited a whole 40ish minutes (and that was at the end of the day!) to finally arrive up to her and that’s where my confident self basically turned into a rambling fangirl….

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So embarrassing.

You know how you don’t really think of something as a big deal and you know what you’re gunna say but then you open your mouth and…

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Ugh.

I wanted to tell her why she was an inspiration to me and now it’s all a blur of pointless **it in and amongst a few “you’re my inspiration” type stuff.

But hey, she thought I was cute and she said my quads were poppin so it could have been worse right…

Right….?

Anyways, she inspires me in several ways and it would be nice if she could read this more scripted version instead of the garbles I said to her earlier.

~She’s tiny, like myself, but EATS! She eats to grow and she shows that she actually eats quite a bit. It’s none of this chicken and rice crap that I see so many female YouTubers sporting even when they aren’t on prep. This really helps me mentally because I have this weird irrational sense that I’m doing something wrong when I’m over here eating more then people larger then me. I have mentioned this before but this is why comparison is a total mind ef.

She’s five inches taller then me, lifts and eats 400 cals less then me. WTH?

Case in point, DONT COMPARE TO ANYONE ELSE BUT YOU!

I need to take this point to heart. Heidi even said this. Take it as a positive that you can eat so much. You body is telling you that you need it, not just to grow but even just to maintain. Fuel that rabbit metabolism girl!

~She lifts heavy. I have mentioned this before, but this is actually motivating always because there still aren’t that many girls, let alone, ones sitting nicely at 5 feet tall, that actually lift to grow. You know how proud I was when I hit that 135 back squat? Pumped!

Lastly, she’s real. She’s down to earth and actually the sweetest person ever. She was like:

Oh you’re such a cutie. I love how tiny you are.

Plus she dealt with my blabbering self with a smile.

Heidi, you are the real MVP!

So yeah, today was fun, but despite my lovely car nap, I’m drained so I will cut this off here so I can go stuff my face one last time for the day and hit the pillow.

Enjoy the rest of your weekend friends!

-Chelsea

 


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Thinkin’ Out Loud…Social Media IMO Version

Hey Friends!

You’re almost there. It’s Friday tomorrow, plans for the weekend?

Before I begin on my lil opinion-based post, I want to do a big birthday shoutout to this girl right here…

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Happy Birthday to my lovely housemate, Emily. After a rough 21st year of life, lets make 22 a lot better mmmkkay?

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Turned her oatmeal into a massssttaapiece of a double decker cake with a banana flower 😀 

I wanted to rant out loud about some of my thoughts on some social media posts as of lately as some have really stuck out to me.

So with that, thanks to Amanda over at Running With Spoons for the hook-up and get ready for some IMO-in’

When Photoshop becomes ‘fitness goals’

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The last line says it all:

That is unfortunate.

So many of us, myself included, fall for the fakeness that is IG, Fb and all of the other social media platforms. People post pictures using the best light, the least amount of breathing/food/water/etc and max flexing as possible to get the perfect shot.

Then in comes the mass of people who look at that persons picture and say:

“Body Goals!”

Well, not to be blunt, but dem body goals ain’t gunna happen because they’re not real in the first place.

…not to mention you are not them. You are you with your own body and shape. 

Always remember that lighting, time of the day, filters AND photoshop do wonders for pictures. Don’t compare yourself to an image that has been created, you will just kill your self esteem.

Speaking of Aesthetics…

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Think about it.

Our world is filled with images of naked bodies to grab attention and gain ‘likes.’ What good does this contribute to the world?

Zip… IMO.

Contribute to your world in more useful ways. Use your skills not your appearance. When that fades, what do you have left? What have you done?

Another one from Miss Dietician Deanna…

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I’m sorry, but does anyone else get slightly offended when someone says oh you’re gunna be a nutritionist when you’re studying dietetics. Please don’t take this as me putting down nutritionists, but in all honesty, you really can become a nutritionist out of thin air while I have to study and work my ass off to get to be a dietician.

Instagrams on firrraahhh with goodies..

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Put down the phone. It’s not your third arm. It’s not your heart or lungs. You won’t die without it. It’s okay to let it have a nap for once.

People are incredibly rude these days. When conversing with someone, who the hell do you think you are pulling out your phone like I’m over here for your convince when your phone stops buzzin’

Apparently people are becoming second to a piece of technology and because of it we are forgetting how to talk to others. It’s a big hole we are digging for ourself thats for damn sure.

Wow that got heated real quick…

But now onto Facebook…

My coach’s wife Carol posted this actually and it resonated with me. It’s a sad truth. Often times we feel more supported by those we don’t know then some of our closest friends.

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Real talk, if they are stagnant, they’re gunna have a real hard time supporting you, so don’t expect much.

That lil thing called Macrohoarding…

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….when the rest of the day you be like…

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…Poverty Macros.

Don’t get me wrong, it’s one to thing to have a treat or to have fish and vegetables for dinner BUT to intentionally have the least fattening and carby things throughout the day (including around your workout, when, ummm food is kinda important) just so you can have this massive bowl of crap processed foods at night is a bad way of organizing your food.

IMO

An account on IG said it perfectly and I’m mad I didn’t screen shot that post, but she talked about how you can’t really say you are a “fitness addict” or a “health-freak” if you are not fueling your body the best you can when it needs it the most. The critical time frames for you to consider your nutrition is pre and post workout and here you are skimping on that and having a sucky workout and recovery just so you can make this calorie bomb at night and post it on IG.

Hashtag health?

Speaking of #Hashtags…

Oh I’m going to ruffle some feathers here.

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PS, Anyone out there still on the Tweeeetterr-train? I just started again and I’m quite enjoying myself I will say. 24-hours of Chelsea randomness.

I won’t go into too much because I can rant on and on about this. Yes, this is a generalization and yes there are some healthy vegetarians out there who understand what their body needs if they choose to cut meat and potentially all animal products from their diets, but for real, the number of sick individuals seems to outweigh the healthy ones IMO.

Don’t argue with me that vegetarian living is the way humans are supposed to be because I will fire right back at you, but if you choose to take on that lifestyle, educate yourself as to what you need to pay special attention to so you don’t turn into a sick, malnourished beanpod.

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And just for **it’s and giggles

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Ahhh ostriches. Frightening beasts they are…

Well that post came together is less then an hour, guess that means I really wanted to rant on about these things. Thanks for always being my outlet.

Hope you enjoyed and happy Friday Friends!

Please do not be offended by anything that I have said as they are simply my opinions. Many thanks.

-Chelsea

 


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Friday Favourites

My Friends!

Happy Friday My Peeps.

Whats new?

This Friday I am loving a few things and that all starts off with the fact that…

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What are friends?

Just kidding. This exam period didn’t try to run me over with a truck this year and I’m so thankful that it was super relaxing. I had a total of two (unheard of for me!) and they were a week apart so I had the time to enjoy the beautiful weather that last weekend brought us with my housies.

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So much love for them you have no idea. ❤

After all of it is said and done, I can say that my easy-peasy approach never led me to one of these moments…

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Speaking of friends

I had a lil buddy for my ice cream tonight…

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Adrian’s choice was spiderman –> mix of bubble gum and fruity flavours. The kids like the colourful ones I suppose.

My friend Rebecca’s lil cutie, Audrina. She literally would not let her Mom take her bowl away until she drank it all. Like ALL of it. So funny…

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She’s got good taste in ice cream 😉

As for me, they brought my caramel Skor gelato back and so got that on top of my usual salty caramel because we all know that dat flavour ain’t going anywhere until they take it away from me…

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More Ice Cream?

This…I need this! Holy moly I have wanted to try the cashew milk ones (apparently even better then the coconut milk varieties which are pretty good, almond milk ones…not so much and soy…no thanks), but omg the caramel make me officially get on it…

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…and I don’t need to say much about this…

Grilling.

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New BBQ (err. Dad’s…). First grill of the season. First halibut steaks of the season. Nuff said.

My job is intriguing me.

Despite the fact that I don’t get much time off, as I start my ‘job’ on Monday, I’m thinking my summa will still be pretty easy going.  I previously mentioned, I believe (?) that I got a job in Guelph doing research that had a component of nutrition. SO, I snagged that baby as fast as I could because a position in dietetics that isn’t volunteer is hard to come by! Anywho, basically after breaking down her research focus, I will be looking into couple concordance in health behaviours and interest in health interventions and early prevention/screening tools. In other words, does your significant other affect whether or not you would do a new screening for a given disease or whether or not you follow certain health behaviours? Cool eh?

On top of all of that, I get to do my work when and wherever I want just as long as I get it done and it’s full time paid work. I’m getting paid to do literature reviews on what makes people do things for their health!

Can I say winning yet?

I’m content. 😀

Finally, speaking of research, I came across an interesting article today on Facebook and decided to share…

Metabolic Damage…Again. 

I know I have touched on this topic time and time again, but heres to giving you another resource to take a peak at if you are still on the fence and not ready to drop the cardio and eat all the foods your body is crying out for.

A damaged metabolism does more then just make loosing weight nearly impossible (and fat gain possibly…well, possible). Classic symptoms of your body being overly stressed including digestive upset (bloating, indigestion, etc), water retention, fatigue, etc are all very common and just plain annoying if you ask me. Furthermore, more serious things such as the loss in the ability to absorb some of your nutrients (because your gut is A-N-G-R-Y) and chronically high levels of cortisol (hello fat gain and overtaxed organs) also happen and are not things to mess around with.

So without going back into it, I will conclude with saying…

Eat more then 1200 calories because that doesn’t mean you loose weight, it often means you gain it.

The longer you starve yourself, the longer it’s going to take to heal

This same goes for cardio. More cardio is not better. More cardio just means more fixing later. Do as little as you can to simply keep your ticker tickin.

No hour to two hour treadmill or stair steppin session mmmkay?

So yeah, I hope you had a great Friday. Good luck with any left over exams for my fellow students and have a great weekend my friends!

-Chelsea


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That Mercury…

Yesterday was just not my day friends. My housemate blamed the planets but I dunno, I think the world just had it out for me.

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This week has been a bit on the stressful side…

Remember how I was complaining how this restaurant management course was taking over my life. This has been shown over the last few days as we came up to our “Second Conference” this morning/afternoon which was testing out the entrees for our restaurant, today. We basically had to come up with our theme for our restaurant day (when we basically act as managers and run the place….no pressure), 2 main entrees, drink, dessert and soup. We also had to cost and standardize our recipes which requires strict weighing of absolutely everything and figuring out serving sizes, costs and presentations.

The writing up of all of that and having to run around campus like a crazy person for like 12 hours a day (I’m not kidding either) is leaving me kind of exhausted to say the least.

The conference itself went well this morning as he liked our recipes. He made a few tweaks and, as usual, it was a lot more laid back then what we had been prepped for but the point is that it’s done.

Tomorrow I have gym early then a clinical lab where I have to needle myself to see what it’s like to be a diabetic (ie. glucose testing) then meet up with my partner for my counselling class to work on a proposal due Friday. Thursday is normally like my beginning of the weekend BUT NOOOOO I have to meet up with my restaurant group AGAIN (love these girls I really do, but I would like to be able to cross other things off my to-do list if possible…) to work on Assignment 1 (costing) that is due in our lab on Tuesday. That lab also happens to be our restaurants ‘soft opening’ and we all have roles to play. I’m a waitress, so this should be interesting…

Anyways, so back to my “mercury was taunting me” night.

If you were filming me last night it would have been quite the mind clusterfu** followed by some random adventures that my housemates and I endured because…well life hated me last night. 

So here was my day…

Hit glutes and hams in the morning.

…then I proceeded to grab my tea and go to my counselling lecture….then run over to my counselling lab…then run half was across campus to the restaurant to do the meeting for the Front Of House managers ONLY -_-

Everyone else got the day off our normal lecture…see taunting me…

Please also note that fact that he posted this meeting during the day….Thanks.

Leave campus at 6:10pm ready to eat my own face.

Stop into Metro to pick up the food I had to prep for the next days food presentation (the 2nd conference we did today)….yes you read that right…I had to buy the ingredients for my prof to eat… How is that fair for us poor students?

Stomach has officially eaten itself because I don’t feel it anymore.

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Home. Shower. EAT EAT EAT. Mmmm elk steak…

Start to make recipes…of all the spices I have in my spice rack the ONE dried herb I need is empty. I really don’t have time for this….

NOTE that I needed to make these + weigh it and send it to my group by 9:30ish

Rita, oh lovely Rita said she would run over to get me paprika. Life saver.

She leaves and about 2 minutes later our microwave dies as I’m steaming the potatoes I need.

FOR REAL?!?!

I unplugged it and plugged it back into another plug that was working for our toaster oven and nope…it’s dead. Perfect.

Emily who had just gotten out of the shower decides we should run to Canadian Tire to buy another one and they are open for another 30 minutesI really don’t have time for this…

We go over, buy the microwave, steal a cart and fly our way home. Rita and Emily return the cart while I was going to put the new microwave in place and what do I see staring me in the face…

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Gotcha…

It’s alive! This stupid demon microwave is alive!!?!?! Insert words I’m not proud of…

Take a deep breath, call Em and we laugh about it so I might not explode myself. Okay I’m calm.

Make my food. Standardize my recipes. Send them off a lil later but omg I’m done.

What a day…

So ready to relax…

Flick on my bedroom light…

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Yeah…

YEAH!

I think it took me a minute to process because I literally just wanted to bang my head on my wall at this point.

Sure why not, just add to my misery.

This is when adventure numba 2 happened as we have super high ceilings.

How many short girls does it take to change a light bulb…

Picture Rita standing on a footstool which is on a barstool, balanced by Em and as she changes my lightbulb.

Game faces I swear.

We have light!!!

And thankfully, I guess the planets decided they had enough fun with me for the night and let my exhausted self pass out for the night without any further irritations.

Tuesday Rants

Thanks for listening and hopefully you could get a lil entertainment from my suffering.

Do you have those days where you just feel like that meme where the guy is flipping over his desk and leaving?

-Chelsea