November 17th, 2009
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Beauty is Pain.

GOD DAMNIT THESE SHOES ARE PAINFUL. BUT SO PRETTY I STILL WEAR THEM.

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November 16th, 2009
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So… This. Just. Happened.

Oh. Mi. God.

My mom asked me if I’ve ever had sex. It was terrible. It was prompted from me telling her I’m on the pill. Dear God, WHY DID I TELL HER?!?

I was so awkward. Note to self: NEVER ask your future daughter that. NEVER.

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November 16th, 2009
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What? Wait. Really?

Whoa… what? Wait…

So let me get this straight… if I blog about parties, and beer and pizza and medals, and sunshine and shopping and cupcakes and roses and Christmas and all things shiny and pretty, the people out there still want to hear about my weight, food intake, exercise, and lard?

Really?

Huh.

Crap.

I thought distracting them with pretty things would make them content and not wonder if I was accomplishing my one n’ only life goal: LOSE WEIGHT. WEIGH 125 POUNDS.

Fine! I’ll blog about it, but it’s not good… you’ve been warned.

So interesting fact: It’s possible to gain 5 pounds in 2 days.  Things that will help you accomplish such a great feat? Beer, and pizza, and chips, and candy, and big breakfasts, and cookies, and ice-cream, and twizzlers, and making terrible life decisions when it comes to quantities.

It wasn’t good folks, it wasn’t good at all. This morning I stared down at 157 pounds between my tubby toes.  I gasped.

It was like the word ‘diet’ didn’t exist this weekend, it was a foreign word to me, a word I couldn’t, and didn’t relate to. 

I take full responsibility for this and have turned a new leaf on this Monday, November 16, 2009 Autumn morning.

Brownie Promise.

I think my poor-attempts at eating right can be credited to… I’m content with my body. Not happy with it, but content.   I’ve found it’s actually easier to eat well when you’re feeling fat and huge and ugly.  I have not been lately, which has resulted in a ‘care-free’ eating style. 

I must still remember I have a big belly, thunder thighs and arms that jiggle. I’m not putting myself down with that previous sentence, it’s simply the truth.  Yes, I’ve dropped 35 pounds, BUT I’ve still got 30 more pounds to go.

Must. Remember. That.

This week’s goals?

  • Sign on with a personal trainer,
  • Go to the gym 4 times,
  • Don’t spend money (except on said personal trainer),
  • Go to sleep early,
  • Drink lots of water.
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November 16th, 2009
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Simple pleasure #4:
I had my moment this weekend, you know, the moment when you’re just walking down the street and all of a sudden it hits you, Christmas is near!
Your stomach leaves you and suddenly the excitement of Christmas takes over your body.  It’s the moment when the sincere anticipation of the event stuns you for a few seconds. It came a little sooner this year, than previous years (I usually only get it after my birthday, but no complaints!).
This year it was sparked by the Christmas lights on King Street West, last year the Christmas tree outside my building.
39 Days.

Simple pleasure #4:

I had my moment this weekend, you know, the moment when you’re just walking down the street and all of a sudden it hits you, Christmas is near!

Your stomach leaves you and suddenly the excitement of Christmas takes over your body.  It’s the moment when the sincere anticipation of the event stuns you for a few seconds. It came a little sooner this year, than previous years (I usually only get it after my birthday, but no complaints!).

This year it was sparked by the Christmas lights on King Street West, last year the Christmas tree outside my building.

39 Days.

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November 16th, 2009
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Simple Pleasure #3:  
The sun also hit my running medals, they shone and I smiled.

Simple Pleasure #3: 

The sun also hit my running medals, they shone and I smiled.

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November 16th, 2009
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Simple pleasure #2:  Red roses. 

Simple pleasure #2:  Red roses. 

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November 16th, 2009
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My Weekend in Review: Sunday
Sunday was perfect. It was a beautiful fall day and I had NOTHING to do.  I woke up late, met friends for our usual Caesar-Sunday-Breakfast (yes, we get Caesars with our breakfast on Sundays, no matter how hungover we are, there’s even a fb event for this), and then we watched tv together and did nothing in the afternoon(aka perfect) except for making a quick Starbucks run (hmm hello Christmas menu, nice to see you again). In the evening I cleaned my condo, read, curled my hair, watched tv and was in bed by 10:30pm. Awesome, it was awesome.
I had a few moments this weekend of simple pleasures.  One was seeing the light hit my earring collection and cast a beautiful shadow on my wall.  Earrings are my 2nd material obsession (1st being shoes).  This stems from being told I looked like a boy in grade 9, which instantly made me always wear earrings. Always.

My Weekend in Review: Sunday

Sunday was perfect. It was a beautiful fall day and I had NOTHING to do.  I woke up late, met friends for our usual Caesar-Sunday-Breakfast (yes, we get Caesars with our breakfast on Sundays, no matter how hungover we are, there’s even a fb event for this), and then we watched tv together and did nothing in the afternoon(aka perfect) except for making a quick Starbucks run (hmm hello Christmas menu, nice to see you again). In the evening I cleaned my condo, read, curled my hair, watched tv and was in bed by 10:30pm. Awesome, it was awesome.

I had a few moments this weekend of simple pleasures.  One was seeing the light hit my earring collection and cast a beautiful shadow on my wall.  Earrings are my 2nd material obsession (1st being shoes).  This stems from being told I looked like a boy in grade 9, which instantly made me always wear earrings. Always.

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November 16th, 2009

My Weekend In Review: Saturday

Saturday morning I headed to Cora’s for breakfast with some fabulous ladies, and then headed to Queen West for a little shopping.  My intention was to get up ridiculously early and line up for Jimmy Choo at H&M, but come Saturday morning I was way too lazy, (ed note: if anyone out there bought anything from that line, I’m UBER JEALOUS OF YOU, as the shoes were to die for…)

I ended up spending some money at Artizia, (hello new white sweater, plaid shirt and white tank top, welcome home babies).  And in the afternoon I came into work for a few hours, with the intention of going to the gym afterwards, but epically failed in that department.

In the evening I threw the party of the ages, the theme? Beer and Pizza, aka Calories-Plus-More-calories.  My favourite people came, including The Crush.  We flirted a lot and I most likely would have stayed over at his place had my friend’s younger sister not needed a walk home… 

I’ve concluded it’s not that he doesn’t like me per-say, because we get a long really well and have entertaining banter (he also stares at me a lot), but it’s just that we’re in different spots right now: he wants casual, and I don’t.  I’ve accepted this and am content with this. Go me!

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November 16th, 2009
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This is the dress I chose (pink sash!)

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November 16th, 2009
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My Weekend in Review: Friday Night

Horses and dresses and dresses and horses.  It was awesome.  Besides seeing the world’s top jumping horses Friday night, another excellent feauture was getting dressed up and twirling in dresses. Literally, I twirled a lot, like.. a lot, a lot. 

Before heading to the black tie event I tried on 6 different dresses.  SIX DRESSES Y’ALL!! That means I had SIX dresses that I got to choose between.  Think about that: SIX.  This was huge for me, because had I ventured to this event a year ago? I would have only fit into one dress and thus been forced to wear it, and chances are, even then? I would have looked like a sausage in it.  

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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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