You know why I love opening day in Fernie? It’s not what you might expect. Or maybe you know me well enough now to know exactly why I love opening day. Opening day means the start of skiing for my husband and kids…which leaves time for me to paint! YES! It was such a beautiful opening weekend, too. My family had a wonderful time at the hill and I painted until they came home hungry and tired legged. It was a wonderful weekend. It was a particularly good weekend for painting. I also attended a paint and sip type night with Angela Morgan and a group of amazing, supportive women. It was a night of wine, food and also fundraising for Angela’s daughter who wants to build houses in El Salvador. I painted an Angela Morgan type painting in oils, which is a first for me, in two ways. It was a steep learning curve but I embraced my novice inferiority feelings and dove in. Hooray for opening day!
Since my new phone has arrived (back in August) I’ve been keeping track of my steps per day and thanks to my forgetful nature I don’t always have my phone on me so it’s not entirely accurate. Either way, I want to get as close to 10,000 steps a day and I don’t always get there but I walk (not me pictured above) more now because I aim to get there. That doesn’t mean I’ve been running. I’ve been not running, in fact. I do fully understand that walking does not burn the same amount of calories as running but right now, when it’s icy and cold, walking around town seems to be my exercise lately.
Either I get good winter running shoes or I go to the gym. I think I might do better going to the gym, to be honest. I kind of miss my late night Vitality visits. Until that is figured out, I will keep trying to get to 10,000 steps.
School’s back and that means I’m back. Back to running, weekly schedules, getting organized, working hard and deeply breathing. The first week was a big transition for everyone. In the summer we were used to waking up whenever we felt like it, having fun outside all day and staying up late.
And we love summer.
I also love school time. It’s nice to mix it up a bit, like having seasons. And even though the kids are in school, we are still finding time to go for little hikes or bike rides in the evenings. Life is still good and fun! We’re just a little more scheduled.
I’ve stopped posting on Small Town Social for a while and, truthfully, it felt good. I loved not having the blog at the back of my mind, always filing away information. A mini vacation was required.
I guess I’ll continue writing posts and searching out good Fernie information to share but this unsure feeling I have, I imagine it’s what it might feel like to be a radio host. You’re speaking but not quite sure anyone’s actually listening – except you, Thomas, you’ve been the most loyal to STS.
May the blogging continue!
Thank goodness for these cool mornings or I’m not sure I would go running at all. I guess we’ll find out if the temperatures start to increase beyond 21 degrees. I’m wondering what other people do in the middle of summer – do you run only in the morning or at night when it cools? Do you even get drained by the heat? As soon as that sunlight hits my skin I want to stop running. I go from full tank to RED LIGHT ALMOST EMPTY within seconds.
Let’s hope the mornings stay cool so I won’t have to invest in a cool misting fan head strap contraption.
During my quick run this morning I was thinking once again about why I run and why I don’t run more or more often. Three times a week I get on my running shoes and I go for 20-30 minutes and that includes my warm up and cool down. I do the same run, with little to no change and I come home and carry on with my day. People have told me about not progressing if I don’t add more time or push myself harder. I’ve heard about the adrenaline when you climb a hill and you reach the top. The rumours are probably true, I could become a great long distance runner if I tried. I could probably lose a bit of the baby weight I gained and still haven’t lost. But I love going for a quick run. I love getting sweaty for those 15-20 minutes and hopping in the shower. Once I’m out, I act like I just ran a marathon. I’ll then grab a couple sour patch kids, enjoy a cold beer on the back patio and put my feet up. I love it!
It’s hard to be okay with who you are when you have power houses as friends. I’m constantly reminding myself who I am and what I want to do with my time.
I wasn’t kicked out, that’s a little dramatic, but I was told my services weren’t needed anymore (the services that got me free gym access) so, therefore, I now have to pay, therefore, I will figure something else out. So I’ve resorted to videos in my basement and running on pavement because the trails have too much snow still. I’m running! That’s huge. I am running much better, albeit slower, than I was when running outdoors previously.
Just thought I’d let you know how I’m doing. I know you’re concerned and care for me. There you go!