Occasional musings from a Left-coast Canadian ExPat in Oxford.
One of the more prevalent fitness questions I get asked is how I manage to maintain the “Ass that Doesn’t Quit.” A lot of it is just plain good genetics, but a big part of it is that I almost always take the stairs. Usually I don’t mind the stairs, a lot of the time … Continue reading Chillin’
I’ve been meaning to write about a couple things – but neither is really significant enough for their own post. So I figured I’d just combine them. First off, I’ve been thinking that with the upcoming birthday I’ll dump a few ideas of the things I’d like to be gifted with on these pages. This … Continue reading Do You Believe in Magic?
I put 200kms on the new car today. I am drunk on mobility. It’s amazing how small the city just got. It was quite fun to show up at the home of the parental units randomly. They live about 70kms away, so they were very surprised when I showed up without warning. They were obviously … Continue reading Safety Girl
philosophy: how you climb up the mountain is just as important as how you get down the mountain. and, so it is with life, which for many of us becomes one big gigantic test followed by one big gigantic lesson. in the end, it all comes down to one word. grace. it’s how you accept … Continue reading amazing grace
Working at the Local Spelunking Club has made one of my pet peeves blatently obvious: Women who are afraid of their bodies. Or more specifically, afraid to use their bodies. Frailty is not sexy. Spelunking is a very technical sport, requiring coordination, sureness, and strength through the entire body in order to perform at any … Continue reading Body Rock
The Evite for my rockin’ birthday shindig has gone out. July 29th. Be there. If you didn’t get it, it’s probably because I don’t have your email address handy. So if you want it, comment. The more the merrier 🙂 Continue reading Sixteen 25 Candles
That’s my batting average right now. Not too bad, considering I’ve never played before. I’m better than most of the girls who’ve never played before – which says something though I don’t know what. Note to self: get a batting glove. I finished playing about 40 minutes ago, and my hand is still stinging. Also, … Continue reading 0.3333