Monthly Archives: November 2012

Marathon and Elf 4 Health Update

Hey guys!

I hope your weeks are going well, and that you are all healthy and happy and have spent some time sleeping and resting. Unlike me!

I basically look like this right about now

I am a tired panda.

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Pictovation

It’s been a while since I’ve done a weekly Pictovation. Today, I found this picture, and realized that I cannot wait to kick the Grind in the tush next year.  I’m sure you can all remember the disaster that was my attempt this year.It’s going on my inspire-board.

Do you have a picture that reminds you of your goals?

Remember this? I’m coming for ya next year!

 

Be an Elf for Health!

Hey everyone! I hope your weeks are going well! I’m really excited because I’m going to be an #elf4health this holiday season, and you can be one too!

But Amalia… what is an Elf4Health?

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I am a rockstar. Weekly Accomplishment(s)

This week has just been so full of awesome already I don’t know where to start.

Wait a minute, yes I do. I did something I have never done before this week.

Not only did I spend more time on a sport than I have in any other time in my life,

I ran friggin 12km.

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Success

This post is slightly ridiculous, I’m just going to warn you all now. I’m in a funny mood and I don’t have the energy to write about anything in particular. My funk is over, I’ve slept a lot the last twenty four hours and worked even more in the last 48.

First though, we need to discuss something serious.  I am down a pant size. I am now a size 8.

the success baby… tell it like it is buddy!

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Marathon Monday: Hitting Reset

Alright ya’ll
I know its not Monday, and I know I’m not Southern and have no right to the “ya’ll” phrase but it felt right so we are going for it.

Deep Down Inside I am a Southern Belle

It’s time to hit that reset button. Note: When I told this to Manfriend, he immediately went

Manfriend: *makes computer noises* bleep boop bleep

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Getting out of a Funk – Self-Love Time

Sometimes, life hits you in the face with a giant, fat brick of crap and you wonder why you even get out of bed.  You end up wishing silently that you have some excuse to not go to work so you won’t have to deal with the same stuff over and over again.

That was me last week. Seriously though, you have to remember that ITS OKAY to feel like that. It’s okay to feel like your life is being taken over by some psychotic force out of your control.

As long as you eventually realize that being hit by a truck is not going to make your day better, and spend some time in the sunshine, and slowly, but surely, you wake up and realize that things are not that bad. If you can’t get out of your funk, there may be something more serious going on, and I urge you to see a doctor. I mean, I’ve been there. Depression is not a joke, and not something to take lightly. It’s okay to ask for help.

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Here’s to tomorrow!

Okay, I’ve come back down to earth from my meltdown. Thanks to the epic amount of support from three fellow BC runners, I’m going to tackle this thing (the cold, and the half marathon). And dammit I am going to win.

If I haven’t told you three enough, thank you.

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When’s the last time you “checked in” and my big fat dilemma

Alright guys, let’s get serious for a second.

This month I’m supposed to be blogging all about health — for National Health Blog Post Month. And I am, and its been good and such.

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Bike ride of a lifetime… and still sick

Hey!

How are all of you? I feel like I am at a loss for words these days (my coworkers would be laughing so hard at that statement because I actually never stop talking).  I mean that I am at a loss for blog topics, all because I am not running. Which makes me sad. But trust me, I am keeping busy, and I definitely still made it out for an epic bike ride (which is probably the reason I am still sick), in the pouring Vancouver rain.

Soaking wet, right through, after a 45 minute bike ride

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