give it up.

do you give up something for lent?

raised roman catholic, it was always a thing for us.

the truth is, i like the idea of fasting and removing something from your life that has become an addiction or crutch. but for me it’s not “i’m going to give up pop.” 1. because i don’t really drink pop, and 2. it seems a bit…easy? plus, physical, because most people give up things associated with bad like junk food, etc. in order to look better…i’m over this.

maybe i should give up judging?


the last few years i’ve decided to challenge myself by giving up something about my actions/beliefs/etc. one of the most popular ones was in 2012 when i gave up “no”. i gave up “maybe next time” and “thanks, but no thanks”, and sister’s favourite “i’ll pass”. saying no was a very comfortable and limiting place.

i pushed aside the pancakes on tuesday without an idea of what this year’s fast would be focused on. wednesday almost came and went without a decision. that is until a conversation with sister fuelled my fire – like they always do, that girl gives me the best ideas.

i was leaving my counselling session where i dove into my first hypnosis session. “nice night of stepping outside your comfort zone,” she says.

boom! hit me like a ton of bricks. that’s exactly what i need to do.


bye bye comfort zone, not going to see you for 40 days.

then i text Jess, “fuck it! let’s dance.”

because my comfort zone wasn’t okay with me making a fool of myself at a new dance studio. too bad!

one day down: west african dance class.

do you give something up for lent?

casual fridays.

i’ve decided that dating is something that i should be doing again. which makes me realize that i shouldn’t listen to my own thoughts because they are wrong.


besides companionship and laughing until i pee my pants (very mandatory requirement), and snow tires, other reasons i think a longterm boyfriend would be good: half the rent, he’ll probably have a more comfortable bed than me, making out, spiders, head pats.

i do like dating again because of kissing.

making out like gr. 9s is actually really fun. i dated this ginger dj during my date-a-month project back in 2008 (new to s&s? you might not know about this, it was a goodie and what i’m writing my book about. here’s the cole’s notes: heartbreak = bad; date-a-month for a year = help get over heartbreak & collect funny stories, turn into memoir.) and i was living with my parents at the time – i think he may have, too – so we would make out in his car in my driveway after our dates were done. as we get older, i find people expect more. listen here, buster (yes, i’m a 90 year old), until i know your last name i don’t need to take off your pants.

speaking of stupid, i am running again. next week starts the beginning of building distance. i’ll be taking on the 10k of the calgary marathon and then walking the 5k with dad, and then we are going to go hiking one day after that. my legs and my lungs need to be ready for that adventure. i’ll be in toronto for the sporting life 10k at the beginning of may and i’m hoping that i’ll be in good enough condition to do that one first. the longest i’ve ever run is 6k so it’s going to take some time to get distance. over the last year, each race i’ve run seems to be getting slower; i have a lot of work ahead of me.

looking forward to a relaxed saturday & sunday between weekend work. i’ve had something on the go every night this week, so you’ll find me sitting on my couch with a cup of tea if you need me.

how’s your week been? what was/is your favourite thing about dating?

damn the romance.

sometimes when i get really homesick for the beautiful rockies, i ask questions like, “do you have a favourite mountain?”

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as we drove west along the trans-canada, i asked Scott just that as i pointed out mountains and asked about where he has hiked. i’m not sure i even gave him time to answer (which, isn’t surprising if you’ve ever had a conversation with me when i’m excited).

“i like cascade. it’s just so big. and has waterfalls. and so many edges. and it looks like you’re going to drive right into it when you enter the park. and you can see it from everywhere. like banff ave. – wait, what did you say? – and from two jack lake. really everywhere. it’s just so big. but it looks different from every angle.”

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there are many times i’m surprised when i don’t get flung out of a car going 110 km/h on the highway. if the mountains ever don’t excite me, i’ll be very very sad. it’s the most childlike i get.

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our destination of choice this road trip? lake louise.

we went to see the incredible ice sculptures outside of the fairmont; a perfect subject for Scott’s photo challenge. the incredible detail that goes into each sculpture is remarkable. how does one get into this…sport?…? hobby? what do you call it?

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i gawked, mouth open, the entire time as we walked around the exhibits.

it started to snow while we were there and the beauty and romance factor of lake louise jumped by twenty. as sister text me, “it’s so romantic i could puke.” too bad i don’t have anyone to hold hands with and jab their ear. will need to find one of those and bring them back. i’m manifesting a man with winter tires on their vehicle.

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we walked along the frozen lake, then took the trail that starts the plain of six glaciers hike, passing snowshoers, cross-country skiers, and ice climbers on our way.

i really need to invest in a winter sport, because it is far too beautiful to pass up. thankfully i think there is some snowshoeing in my future later this month.

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on the way back to the car we passed these snowy fellows, because if you’re going to be romantic you need to have a horse-drawn carriage – shut up, lake lousie. that was Scott’s favourite photo of the trip; they look so regal.


a stop for lunch in banff and a quick trip to moraine lake – more stupid romance with those red chairs – to try and see mountain sheep (no luck) before heading home for a well-deserved nap. all that gorgeousness really tires a girl out.

do you have a favourite mountain? 

all photos by my talented friend, Scott.