As I’m quickly approaching my “One Year Anniversary” of living in New Zealand, I still get asked, “SO - where are you from?” At this point, I’m quite happy to reply with the general statement, “I’m from Canada.” But then there’s those people who want to sound “worldly” and “cultural” and start asking, “Well, where abouts in Canada?” That’s when things start to get complicated.
“Just don’t go having a baby!” This was my colleague’s reaction after I disclosed the latest happenings in my life. She told me that the three most stressful things in life are: Job hunting, Moving and Having a baby.
During the last couple weeks of prep I found myself thinking more about what I would do afterwards, than about the actual competition itself. I was getting burned out...
There’s a lot going on in our lives right now. I’ll soon be on the job hunt, Brett and I are currently searching for a new apartment, I’m doing a competition this weekend, and Brett’s competing soon. Our flat is basically a hub of giant water bottles, preworkout and gym gear. Opening attempts In prep… Continue reading Final training week: My first powerlifting competition
Here’s your wake up call: It’s MAY. How many of you set “New Year’s Resolutions” and have completely forgotten about them? Do you even remember what they were? I set several goals in January, each related to a different aspect of my life: Personal, Career, Financial and Health/Fitness. No, I don’t keep them on a… Continue reading A no-nonsense approach to setting goals
I wasn’t much of an athlete growing up. I dabbled in ballet, running, cheerleading and soccer – and powerlifting is honestly the most effort I’ve put into any sport since my last dance recital in 2003 (and the awkward photos are still on display at my parents’ house). Training My boyfriend, Brett, coaches lifters from… Continue reading 8 Weeks Out: My First Powerlifting Competition
Since my family is over 10,000kms away (12, 827 to be exact), I have zero Easter weekend obligations. So, forget about Lazy Sundays – I’m all about productivity today. First on the list was a trip to the Victoria Street Sunday Market. I’ve lived in Wellington for three months now and can’t believe I waited… Continue reading Victoria Street Market + Balsamic Slow Cooker Roast