Category: Rant

Look who turned 49!

March 21, 2018

 

So much of this list in one picture!

I am calling 49 my “good-bye” year as I gear up to say “hello” to 50 and all that this stage of life has to offer!

So I made a list.

This list is the top 49 lessons of the last 49 years. I didn’t include a few big ones like learning to walk, potty training and speech.. but they are kind of a given, mind you learning to spell anything longer than the word “cat” was fairly monumental in my life.

Anyhoo.. here we go!

#1. Laser Hair Removal. If you want to be hairless it is 100% worth it.

#2. Buy clothes that fit. Seriously, don’t even worry about that stupid number, just buy what fits, it looks better and you will be more comfortable.

#3. Cry with yourself, but have a time limit. We all need a pity party now and then, watch those tears pour down your face and have a good melt down, then move on.

#4. Love Fearlessly. It’s the only way. It will lead to hurt so bad you want to rip your heart out, but big picture totally worth it.

#5. Learn now to manage your money and learn young.  Start HERE

#6. Compliment often. Strangers, coworkers, friends, lovers! If they say, wear, do, create something you like – tell them.

#7. Say Hi to strangers. Everyday.

#8. Live for someone else, even if it’s just for a moment.

#9. Be clear in what you want, in life, love and professionally.

#10. Do the work.

#11. Celebrate the smallest of victories both professionally and personally.

#12. Be true to you but gut check often and listen to what others are saying both verbally and non verbally.

#13. Learn to shut up.

#14. Sometimes it’s okay to be totally unreasonably. Just don’t make it a habit and accept the repercussions.

#15. Ask.

#16. Praise publicly.

#17. Correct privately.

#18. Make mistakes – and own them.

#19. Find the best. Watch, ask, mimic, move on.

#20. See their faults. Accept them.

#21. Be kind, when it’s the last thing you want to do.

#22. Happy thoughts – you control your mind. (thanks Bob)

#23. Listen to all – Decide for yourself

#24. Respect hierarchy but don’t let it hold you back.

#25. Find your tribe. Love your tribe. Know it will change.

#26. Have a “go to” outfit (casual / dressy / professional)

#27. Have a “go to” fancy and comfort food meal.

#28. Quit smoking. Seriously. Shut up and quit smoking.

#29. Have an up to date passport.

#30. Cut ties. Family, friends, professional contacts. If you have to, do it. Do it simply, professionally, and with class but move on.

#31. Ask Questions. If you don’t get the knowledge you need ask different questions or ask different people. Don’t stop.

#32. Be solution driven.

#33. Try it.

#34. Make sure that person is okay. The person crying in the bathroom stall, the person that hopefully is sleeping on the park bench, the person that just seems off..

#35. Learn to speak hypothetical.

#36. Social media isn’t the enemy. The way you use it is.

#37. Apologies.

#38. What goes around comes around — sometime YOU are the come around.

#39. Lose with class.

#40. It’s not all about you and that’s okay.

#41. Help when you can and sometimes when you don’t think you can.

#42. Seek help when you need it, and do it quickly.

#43.  The only person that defines your success is you. Understand this is a blessing and a curse.

#44. You will change. Physically, emotionally and spiritually.

#45. Laugh.

#46. Do what scares you – on your own time.

#47. Leave when unhappy. Do not stay in a marriage, work situation or place that makes you fundamentally miserable, Before you leave be confident you tried to make it work.

#48.Laugh at yourself. You’re funny.

#49. Give ALL the F&C@s. The world is worth you caring.

 

That’s my girl!

November 29, 2016

My first full time job in radio came just after my graduation at Fanshawe College. There was a few of us in line for the gig, but I succeeded and the job was mine! It wasn’t until later I discovered that part of the reason I got that job was because I was female and there was a mandate at the time for a more equal work place.

That wasn’t the best discovery ever.

Lots of doubt followed, but I determined that I would work three times as hard to “get up to speed” and make sure I didn’t disappoint the people who took a chance on me. (You know who you are!)

My journey hasn’t been without bumps but I hit my stride; and yet have never really lost that feeling I need to “get up to speed” or let down the people who first believed in me. That insecruity has been part of what has driven my success.

Over the past couple months we have been building the new team at Q103.1 and I made a fabulous discovery as the resumes and audio crossed my desk.

We have come a long way baby!

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We had a strong selection of men to consider, but the women! Different sounds, characters and levels of experience, but so much talent! It has been a joy and privilege to listen to so many broadcasters that won’t be hire to help create balance in the work place based on their sex along with a base level of talent. Nope.. these ladies SHINE with creativity, talent and strength. We now have enough wagons to circle and we are. Women are building each other up and pushing each other to new levels of success.

I salut the women who came before me that lit the path in the time when it was toughest. I am just one of the women that are reaping the benifits from the work you put in. I am thrilled by the women I see that will benefit from the doors I have played a role in breaking down.

Is there still a “glass ceiling?” Do we still walk out of meeting dominate by ties and wonder if we are taken as seriously as we should be? On the odd occasion are we still called dear and asked to grab the coffee? Do women still gather and are mystified by decisions made by men on what the female demo will like? Do we still get labeled overly-emotional and/or a bitch when it’s better described as passion and leadership?

You bet. (Seriously even the being called dear and asking to do a coffee run) 

But, more and more men are joining us in the bafflement over sexist behaviour or at the very least are willing to consider that past attitudes might need adjustment. It is an exciting time in radio.

Keep it up ladies, I am thrilled to have the opportunity to witness what’s to come.

 

 

 

Rocks in that jelly!

November 15, 2016

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Fat loss is such a pain in the ass. I have tackled this issue head on and hired some help for the process. At this point in involves weekly measurments with calipers – oh joy. I tend to make small jokes while this delightful process is on the go. Today while the calipers were clasped on my ample belly I made a seasonal joke that it shook like a bowl full of jelly. The quick retort fro the woman wielding the hot dog tongs with teeth was; “only if the bowl of jelly has rocks in it, there is some serious muscle in there!”

So while my ego is generally not pleased with the whole fatty mess.. it did get a happy little pat.

 

Onwards!

 

 

Help Me… Help Me…

May 03, 2016

“Help Me… Help Me…”

Words I can’t get out of my head.

On the weekend I was at a triathlon, a wonderfully organized event targeted at beginners just starting into the crazy world of tri’s.

“Help Me… Help Me..”

The pool was full of people challenging themselves for the first time or even elites doing it just for the joy of a new triathlon season starting.

“Help Me.. Help Me..”

My friend and I heard it at the same time and turned to see where the distressed call was coming from. We spotted a woman in the pool. She stood out as she was sidestroking.. not a stroke often used in a triathlon unless you were in distress.

“Help Me.. Help Me..”

Our eyes locked for a split second as we determined what needed to be done. The women kept swimming. We spotted a lifeguard that appeared to have already assessed the situation and was quickly moving to help, yet at the end of the lane after a brief rest the woman pushed off and continued.

As the swim continued that woman was assessed and lifeguards spoke with her time and time again, she was determined to continue and would push off into the lane and continued even with the show of concern.

That determination is often praised in sport. “You can do anything you put your mind to” we tell people. You’ve got this.. go for it! It doesn’t matter how fast just get it done! We support you!

I agree with all of that. To a point.

Have we lost the important concept that you need to EARN your way into these events. Triathlons, marathons, any sporting event really needs a level of training.  You need to know that you have the basic skills required to cross the finish line. People are there to help you do it, people are ready to come to your aid if something goes wrong BUT you need to go in with the training that supports you safely making the attempt.

“Help me.. Help me..”

I will hear that forever, on repeat in my mind. That woman who laughed and smiled with family and new friends she had made waiting to start her race didn’t finish her race. Even with down right heroic efforts of first responders she died at the pool that day.

“Help me.. Help me..”

I watched as a lifeguard asked if she needed to stop one final time and I watched as she pushed off the side of the pool with a cough and ignored that lifeguard and kept swimming. I watched as the distress got to be too much and amongst her fellow triathletes lifeguards let the training take over and they got her out of the water, out of the water SO SO fast and start chest compressions. I watched as spectators eyes grew wide at what they were witnessing and children were quickly escorted out of the pool. I watched as triathletes tried to regroup and figure out what to do next.

“Help me.. Help me..”

I am a woman of action. I HELP. I FIX. I GET IT DONE. I was alone at the edge of the pool knowing I could do nothing directly and the best possible people were doing all they could. So I did the only thing I knew how to, I quickly determined how to help the remaining athletes.

I stood at the end of the lane. It would be the last 50 meters for those still in the pool. The hardest 50 to stay focused as they swam directly beside the life saving efforts happening on the deck and I made sure they had something to focus on. I put that radio voice to good use and I cheered, I called out the names I knew and I bellowed those athletes through their final 50, got them out of the pool, did what I could to distract them and get them out the door and ready to grab their waiting bike for the next leg of the triathlon.

“Help me.. Help me..”

I felt so disrespectful to that woman, to her family to the people trapped on the bleachers unable to get away from what was playing out in front of them. Somewhere in my mind I determined I was honouring the athlete that choose to swim on that day.

When the last swimmer was out. I have no idea what happened, I was just suddenly outside cheering for a friend who was cycling past.

“Help Me.. Help Me..”

I truly wish I could have. I am SO angry that my friends had to deal with this both organizers, athletes and first responders. I have been seething with a rage that is very close to boiling over. I am working through why I am so angry and the answer to that is complex and simple all at the same time.

I reached out for help. I have a circle of friends in the first responder community or with trauma experience that understand better than I do what I am feeling.

Thankfully I am choosing to listen to them as I say “help me.. help me..”

If you are dealing with some after effects of what happened this past weekend, or really from anything please know that resources are available. CLICK HERE for a list of numbers to call.

** Please note I am aware that there is much much more to the story of what happened on Sunday. I am only writing about what I saw and felt and am feeling still, and only a portion of what I experienced.  I do want people to understand that even if you were not a first responder you may be feeling some tough emotions after witnessing that and help is available. No shame. Feelings are feelings and there are tools available to help you deal with them. *** 

3 Easy Things To Do That Will Make Life Better

February 16, 2016

These three things are not necessarily for everyone but they impacted my life in enough of a way that it should be shared.

Here we go! Three easy things to do that will make life better.

Number 1

We shall start with an Affirming Password!

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How many passwords do you type in the day? Make them work for you!!

Try: Iamhappy, NoSmoking, DrinkMoreWater, or Itisanawesomeday!

Use what ever will help you have the best day you can. The little things can make a difference.

 

Number 2

Don’t take this the wrong way, but my weekly blow has changed my life!

Seriously. Once a week I visit Ashley at Cream Salon on Ellis and she “blows out” my hair. My hair has never been better! Our Grandma’s were on to something when they went to the salon once a week for a “set and style.”  It has gotten to the point that my hair only needs to be washed once a week. It’s fabulous. TRY IT. Grandma was RIGHT!

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It took about 6 weeks to get to this stage but it was worth it, I now have a stylists that knows my hair super well because she works with it every week, and I don’t have to buy shampoo and conditioner anymore because Ashley is the only one that washes my hair and uses the best product around!

Number 3

Sweat. REALLY sweat.

Andrew at Aspire Health and Performance once said to me that at the end of every training session I should not be able to leave the gym comfortable without taking a shower. I hold that in the back of my mind when I am training with Andrew or on my own. Basically 5 days a week I sweat for over an hour.

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I sweat out anger.

I sweat out frustration.

I sweat determination.

I sweat to hide tears.

I sweat because I am alive and moving my body as well as I can to make sure I live the life I want to.

A few more reasons SWEAT is good for you.

 

 

There you go!

Three relatively simple things that have truly impacted in my life in a positive way, perhaps they can do the same for you!

Not Gonna Happen

February 06, 2016

Today I tweeted:

Sometimes the “Yes You Can’s” turn into “Not Gonna Happens.” Your job is to find peace with that and live live to the fullest. 

Apparently I have a few issues.

I woke up this morning to a pretty cool realization, I traded in a few goals/dreams in order to make other goals/dreams bigger and better. Some of those priority shifts were based on wanting to see other people happy and some were because as I grew into the woman I am today my priorities changed. Could I still hit a few of those goals that I haven’t achieved yet?

Totally.

Am I will to make the sacrifices I need to in order to make that happen?

Hell no.

That is something that I have to own.  Sometimes it makes me sad but no point in bitterness and anger, especially if it gets direct at people around me.

rambling-signDon’t get me wrong, I am not saying to throw up your hands and sit back on your heels. Grab life with both hands and run with it! Do things! Create! Love! If you are miserable, move on and make room for joy.

Please don’t wallow in unachieved dreams.

Reflect so you can appreciate the journey, but don’t get stuck on a goal that is no longer applicable.

Hmmmm.. I think this would be where an entire conversation on “ego” would start. We can leave that for another day.

 

 

Amaze Balls with a side of Awesome Sauce

September 01, 2015

*It has taken me almost a MONTH to hit post on this blog ~ While it might not seem like much to you referring to myself as an athlete is major to me*

Something totally amazing has happened.

Somewhere along the line of this crazy journey I became.. wait for it… AN ATHLETE!

Nobody is more shocked than I but when the realization hit I had to take some time and contemplate what it was I discovered about myself.

Really what is an athlete?

The trusty dictionary says: a person who is trained in or good at sports, games, or exercises that require physical skill and strength. 

That makes sense.

But, my definition is a touch broader. In my minds eye an athlete is a person who can do stuff. Not always well, but when the crowd says “Let’s go play a game of (insert random sporty thing here)” an athlete can at the very least participate. Someone might be better at it, but an athlete can hold there own and find a way to do what needs to be done and enjoy doing it. Yes, I am an accomplished powerlifter but I still couldn’t wear the athlete title because it was all I could do. I still want excel in powerlifting but I have learned that I want to be able to do more, and for it not to be as difficult as it has been most of my life.

Here is some of the evidence that has lead me to believe that I am an athlete!

Over the last couple of weeks I have;

Worked on this yoga pose thanks to Shauna, it’s amazing where a good attitude and some encouragement can take you!  :

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From the Highland Games. This is Lightweight for distance:

With a fairly quick turn around participated on the Q103.1 Triathlon Relay Team doing the swim leg. (Thanks to Caycee I actually managed to get in the water and train for it!)

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And along with coaching for the Q103.1 Ladies Wakesurf Nights I will be wake surfing 135K from Vernon to Penticton to raise money for Kids Care, it should take just over 10 hours.

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How is this finally happening? Lots of determination and choosing a great attitude on my part and also finding a place and a person that would push me beyond anything I thought I could do and yet at the same time making me feel safe doing it.  Andrew LoCurto at Aspire Health and Performance is leading the charge on not only how I appear physically but how I see myself and what I am capable of.

Turns out it’s a lot of fun. Not easy but immensely satisfying and without a doubt fun.

If you are ready to start the journey to being an athlete I applaud you.  First step make sure your attitude matches your goals, second find someone you trust to help you on your journey!

Good luck!

 

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