December 4th, 2009
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I suppose at some point you have to accept it. Accept the person you were born to be. The person you are. You take what the good Lord gave you and run with it.  It’s when you can look yourself in the eye and appreciate, know who you are, and love what you see.

That happened tonight for me; in fact, I actually winked at myself.  My weight, my measurements, my clothes, my shoes… none of it mattered.  I looked at myself and accepted me.   Granted there is a lot of alcohol behind this post, and a lot of emotions, but I had a moment with myself tonight (oh God, yes I too would be reading this and saying ‘lammmmmeeee’) but I did.  I accepted me.

This is me. I am me.  I don’t love me.  But I’m learning. And at 25 years to the day, I am happy with that and look forward to the challengers, the goals, the hopes, the dreams and love that is out there for me. I believe.

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December 3rd, 2009
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~ Eat, Drink and be Merry for Tomorrow we Diet ~
 
Yay! It’s my 25th birthday!!!! Eeeekkk!!

~ Eat, Drink and be Merry for Tomorrow we Diet ~

 

Yay! It’s my 25th birthday!!!! Eeeekkk!!

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December 2nd, 2009
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In honour of the end of an era; my bigger era, the era where I let myself go, here are some bigger photos of me. 

I hope to never see this person again.  PS omigod I miss my tan. Not the Fat. The Tan.

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December 2nd, 2009
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Remember that time I was ridiculously awesome? Oh… well… it’s right now. Why? Oh, I donno perhaps because I dragged my ass out of bed at 5:45am (ya… think about that), was on the treadmill by 6:15, in the shower at 7:05 and at work at 8am. DAMN GIRL, THAT’S AMAZING (<— that’s you).

I’m also pretty great because, woot! woot! Look who pre-made scrambled eggs with salsa and olives (omigod so good!) for breakfast (usually it’s just an apple) and a healthy avocado lunch, with carrots and sunflower seeds as a snack.

After work tonight I’m heading to Yorkville to get a manicure/pedicure where I’ll choose a bright pink colour that rivals the hottest of the hot pinks.  I’ll then venture home for a delicious, healthy, carb-free dinner, do my laundry, try on my party dress, twirl in said party dress and be in bed by 11pm.

The perfect final day to my 24th year.  A year…

  • Where I proved to myself I’m worth it
  • That I can do whatever I want to (cough TWO half marathons later)
  • Where I moved out and became 100% independent from The Parents
  • Where I gained a support system of friends that rival’s the world’s best
  • I became comfortable in my own skin
  • I fell in love with ridiculously, ridiculously good looking shoes
  • I got 3 raises at work
  • I learnt that life is freaking AWESOME
  • I started a blog which holy-crap I actually update!
  • I went to NYC twice
  • I went to a communist country and was reminded of how lucky I am to live in North America
  • Where I’ve felt beautiful; Inside and out.
  • Where I lost 18.5% of my body fat
  • Where I started discovering who I am…
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December 1st, 2009
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I called three French Connection stores yesterday, asking if they had the dress I’ve been swooning over in a size 12; it was not until I called the last store that the lady informed me, “Oh sorry dear, French Connection doesn’t make anything bigger than a size 10.”  Umm what? Seriously? Booo Youu Whore (to the store. not the lady).
However, due to this Club Monaco dress, I had mild hopes that maybe, just maybe I could squeeze into a FCUK size 10. So yesterday, on my sacred lunch hour, I trudged to the closest French Connection to try on the size 10.  I won&#8217;t lie, it was pretty snug (see above), but as I&#8217;m in desperate need of a party dress for Saturday I still bought it.
My actual birthday, the big Two-Five (gasp!) falls this Thursday, where I&#8217;ll be heading to the local watering hole with some of my favourite people for dinner and drinks.  Good times and ice-cream cake (my favourite) will occur, as will debauchery as I&#8217;ve requested Friday off.
On Saturday I&#8217;m having a joint birthday party with one of my closest guy friends, Cozy (ed note: not his actual name, but I&#8217;ll refer to him as Cozy from this day forth. Quick background: He&#8217;s the Ex-Crush&#8217;s housemate, who is also dating my BFF)
I&#8217;m super excited for my birthday festivities both on Thursday and Saturday (we-shall-not-be-discussing-my-epic-fail-at-weighing-125-ps);  I think this will be the first year I wake up on December 3rd, open my eyes and not wish, &#8220;if only I had done it. If only I was skinny for my birthday.&#8221;  I know this year I won&#8217;t be skinny per say, but I&#8217;m more happy, and healthy and content than I&#8217;ve ever been, and really&#8230; isn&#8217;t that better than being skinny?

I called three French Connection stores yesterday, asking if they had the dress I’ve been swooning over in a size 12; it was not until I called the last store that the lady informed me, “Oh sorry dear, French Connection doesn’t make anything bigger than a size 10.”  Umm what? Seriously? Booo Youu Whore (to the store. not the lady).

However, due to this Club Monaco dress, I had mild hopes that maybe, just maybe I could squeeze into a FCUK size 10. So yesterday, on my sacred lunch hour, I trudged to the closest French Connection to try on the size 10.  I won’t lie, it was pretty snug (see above), but as I’m in desperate need of a party dress for Saturday I still bought it.

My actual birthday, the big Two-Five (gasp!) falls this Thursday, where I’ll be heading to the local watering hole with some of my favourite people for dinner and drinks.  Good times and ice-cream cake (my favourite) will occur, as will debauchery as I’ve requested Friday off.

On Saturday I’m having a joint birthday party with one of my closest guy friends, Cozy (ed note: not his actual name, but I’ll refer to him as Cozy from this day forth. Quick background: He’s the Ex-Crush’s housemate, who is also dating my BFF)

I’m super excited for my birthday festivities both on Thursday and Saturday (we-shall-not-be-discussing-my-epic-fail-at-weighing-125-ps);  I think this will be the first year I wake up on December 3rd, open my eyes and not wish, “if only I had done it. If only I was skinny for my birthday.”  I know this year I won’t be skinny per say, but I’m more happy, and healthy and content than I’ve ever been, and really… isn’t that better than being skinny?

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November 30th, 2009
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My Dinner: Tuna Salad, with sautéed mushrooms, peppers and onions, with a few sunflower seeds thrown in for good measure (and because I’m trying to get the “right oils”) and a dressing of balsamic vinegar, oil and Dijon mustard.

It was super delicious (even though it doesn’t really look it) and filling.

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November 30th, 2009
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My groceries!!

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  • Apples
  • Oranges
  • Mushrooms
  • Asparagus
  • Brussel Sprouts
  • Chicken
  • Peppers (of red, green and yellow fame)
  • Spinach leafs
  • cucumber
  • avocado
  • Eggs
  • Pickles
  • Salasa
  • Olives
  • Garden Veggie Soup
  • Mini Tomatoes
  • Mini carrots
  • Mustard
  • Sun flower seeds
  • Pistachio nuts

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Please note mine and my house mate’s advent calenders ready for tomorrow morning.  Hers is the delicious Laura Secord one, and mine is the uber-awesome-gift-from-my-bff Kinder Surprise one.

Oh you’re so silly, didn’t you know?!? What? GASP! Calories from advent calenders don’t count, ahh you’re so cute for thinking they did. They Don’t. Promise.

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November 30th, 2009
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November 30, 2009.

Tonight in point form.

  • At 5pm I let out a little “woot woot!!” simply because it was 5pm.  I then continued to work until 6pm
  • At 6pm I left work and mozy-ed on over to the gym
  • I ran like a guinea pig on a wheel from 6:30pm to 7pm
  • 7pm to 8pm I pumped some serious iron with The Trainer
  • At 8pm I got weighed
  • At 8:02pm my trainer had such a look of disappointment on his face when he saw I had gained 0.2 pounds since last Monday morning it hurt my soul to see.  I wanted to tell him, “but last week I had been weighed at 6:45AM  AND even though I lost no weight, I’ve lost 4% of my body fat (wahoo! I’m sitting at 31.4% now) in 2 weeks,” but it sounded like an excuse, so I didn’t say anything.
  • At 9:00pm I showered
  • At 9:30pm I paid $104 for a grocery cart that had ZERO carbs in it, which is quite the feat because holla! I was ‘starving’ when I went shopping
  • At 10:00pm I made myself a tuna salad
  • At 10:30pm I tried on my new FCUK dress for my party on Saturday
  • At 11:00pm I watched television and caught up with blogs
  • Solid night.
  • Now? Bed.
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November 30th, 2009
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I’m killing time before the gym right now, so I thought I’d show you what I’ve been eating lately.

Yup, SO HEALTHY, I know right!? Where have all the delicious carbs gone? Not to my ass, that’s where!

I find working out and having a gym schedule really helps me eat better, although one could easily also argue that losing pounds (from said gym schedule) and gaining confidence (from said dates) has also really enhanced my drinking and going out skills… I suppose it’s a win(eat healthy)-Lose(drink more) situation :)

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November 30th, 2009
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Welcome! I'm Liz, the girl relieved the Internet has 0 calories. South African by birth; Canadian on paper. A marathoner. CrossFitter. Paleo (somewhat) eater. Traveler. Cheese lover. And I think you're great!



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