The one about vagina shorts

I have an odd question. Am I the only one who thinks the world of workout shorts have a length problem?

Workout gear is a top money maker. Hey, I am not going to lie…I would follow Nike to the ends of the earth in their running shoes.  I love “workout” gear but that is also my comfort zone.

But I think that is the key word here…. Comfortable!

Am I wrong in thinking that some female shorts… are simply TOO SHORT!  Am I the only one who feels there needs to be some level of appropriate length in shorts while you are training?

Hey, wear what you want, when you want but “working out” has a level of bendiness and knowing that your shorts are SHORTER than your vagina lips is kind of a problem! I like to squat, roll, lunge, push.  Hey, some kettlebell moves ask for some serious spread.  Throw in some Brettzels and 90/90’s, FRC, pikes, pigeons…you get the picture.  There needs to be some sort of reasonable coverage, does there not?

What if you missed a shave? Is there a chance of a bit too much popping out?

As my good friend Cubo’s says “they have tights underneath them, it’s all good” SAY WHAT?  That is a clear sign that those are too damn short if they need another layer underneath them.

When I walk into a sports store to purchase a pair of shorts and the majority of the time I have to shop in the mens section, I think there needs to be some sort of change (come on Nike…..)

My response to their comment of “the womens section is over there” is very simple. “I don’t wear Vagina shorts”.  That seems to shut them up or give them a pause of heavy thought.

If I have to pick my shorts out of my vagina while I’m working out….how great of a workout is that? (and the perfect reason why Thongs are for feet)

(the photo tells the story)

vagina shorts photo

The only eyes right now who see this peach are mine…and that is when I’m shaving it!

#stopthevaginashorts

#midthighalltheway

The one about being Strong

“God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference”

Accepting the things I cannot change is what I am fighting with. I am not even ready to accept the shit I am trudging through right now but I have no choice. Tomorrow, August 3 will be 9 months of hell and I am starting to figure some shit out.  I haven’t experienced any serenity of acceptance or courage to change and I definitely do not have any wisdom to know where the hell my life is going during this completely different path but I do understand some of the reasons why I am doing what I am doing.

During all of this I have heard the phrase “you are so strong”. I honestly don’t know how to take that phrase.  I certainly am not strong and do not feel strong.  No one sees me in my true self at home and I have no desire to do so as it is my place of healing.  It is where I allow myself to lose control and deal with the grief.  Telling me that I am strong feels like an untrue statement.  It feels so far from the truth.

But I can honestly say I know one statement that is true. One that may offend others but I have no care in the world if that happens as right now, I will do whatever I can to allow me to open my eyes for another day.

I do not feel strong. I do not feel the word STRONG represents how I am feeling BUT I know what I am ……..

I. AM. NOT. A. PUSSY

I will force myself to get through what I need to because I am not a pussy (Another day without him).

I will dig deep every day to get through a work day because I am not a pussy (I need to make others better).

I will make my children laugh and give them the best childhood possible because I am not a pussy (I cannot let them down again).

I will take care of myself physically because I am not a pussy (If my husband can no longer run, I will run for him).

I will wipe myself up after every shitty moment because I am not a pussy (embracing the tears).

I will share my weakest moments to help others because I am not a pussy (Learn from my mistakes).

I will open my heart in writing when I cannot do it in person because I am not a pussy (Ignore what I write, or not…it’s your choice).

I will never be strong. I will never accept my husbands death.  I will never have enough courage to face my future alone.  I will never have the wisdom to know what I need to know but I do know that I am not a pussy and as harsh as that sounds, right now it’s the one thing helping me face the days ahead.

Sometimes a negative term can bring positive outcomes.  Embrace it and roll with it and wear it on a tshirt! #notapussy

 

The one about the throat punch

You know… learning is the bread and butter of life. As the saying goes “the more you know, the more you know there is to know”.

Two amazing men I am lucky to call friends go to great lengths hosting the Okanagan strength & conditioning conference each year. Greg Dumanoir and Christopher Martin Collins, thank you for your hard work and dedication to our industry.  This year I spent an eye opening session with Sol Orwell.  If you don’t know much about him, search him up… just do it.

It was geared toward business and marketing but for me it was a throat punch moment from Sol that woke me up and made me think about where the hell my life is headed.

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One of his questions was “Who the hell are you?” and he followed that up with “and who are you to someone else?”   (Well Sol, I’m the stunned blonde sitting at the table about to cry…seriously, it was a bad morning)

Ummm….I have no fucking clue! (Yup, exact thoughts)

I couldn’t think of one word that described me. I couldn’t think of anything that described my personality or what I thought others saw of me.  (Ok, maybe NOW the words loud, bossy and squirrelly come to mind but 20/20 hindsight)  It was a light bulb moment for me because it made me realize that I need to get my shit together and I need to figure out the direction my future is going after my husband died.

A question so simple: “Who the hell are you?”  And I couldn’t answer it.  That was the first time since my husband died that I had an “ah huh” moment.  Finding the answer wasn’t the focus for me, it was realizing that I COULDN’T answer it.  It was realizing that I wasn’t in a good place mentally.

All I could see in myself was “something” taking up space. There was no value to “me”.  I was just doing my best to make it through each day.

Not a good space to be in.

So if I asked you “who the hell are you and how do YOU think people see you”. Could you answer that question?

What motivates you? The passion, the dedication, the focus of your goals, can you honestly say you are doing what needs to be done to make steps in achieving your goals?

One word came to my mind when I thought about how I wanted people to think of me.

F U N

That was it! I couldn’t come up with anything else.

I’m just a bucket of “ffff” right now. There is no part of “un” popping out of me but Sol Orwell made me realize that the “un” was missing and what I thought was the “un” was no way NEAR the real “un” that I wanted.

It was listening to Sol that made me think about my future in a positive way.  The passion I had for my career had slightly popped back and showed its face.  I knew I wanted to reach people in a light hearted, fun way and I loved to write.  I want to educate but in a way that is silly and strikes the cord of the average person.  There are too many smart people out there that educate the masses on strength & conditioning.  I want to be that person who educates the masses on the shitshow, amazeballs, hilarious, fun, thought provoking madness mixed in with a bit of strength & conditioning.  It does exist!  I want to be smart but stupid-sexy amazeballs funny. (I’m stretching it with sexy, aren’t I?)

That was when I sat down and started writing and it seemed effortless.

Would I be able to write something that made people think? Could I write something that made people laugh?  Could I write something that made people say “wtf, ok I’m going to do that”.

Could I throat punch a shitload of people without actually punching them?

So I guess for you reading this, my question is what is stopping you? Do you want to be stronger?  Do you want to run a ½ marathon?  Do you want to simply be healthier?  Do you want to start some crazy activity that challenges you to face your fears?

(No, I will not face my fear of heights…. The bus. Stops. There.)

But for you, why not just do it!

Why not?

Take this as your throat punch. Being who you want to be starts with YOU and you are the only one that can get you there.

I have lots to work on but I am grateful for the throat punch from Sol Orwell.

throat punch drawing

 

The one about Tights

I have never liked tights and I have never worn tights. I have always been a short or track pant girl and always felt that wearing tights was like being naked.  It just wasn’t me.  My husband would always ask why and the closest thing to tights he would see me in was my layer of riding shorts during mountain biking to help protect the v-jayjay.  Those are the farthest from sexy you can get but he absolutely loved them.  The poor guy never had a chance of seeing his wife in a pair of lulus.  It just wasn’t going to happen!

Then came along a life altering situation that made me think heavily about many things that I once thought were important and others that I used to dislike. It seemed a change was coming!

I bought my first pair of tights!

Not lulus and not a stupidly priced pair of comfy ass huggers but a cheap and surprisingly comfortable pair of tights from Target. I had that “why the fuck not” thought process.  Why had I never wore a pair even in my own home with my husband allowed to oogle my ass and stop wishing I would just buy a pair.  Now, don’t get me wrong, my ass isn’t anything to write home about but to him it was a prize and that is an important piece of the puzzle of marriage.

Previously, to me, his thought process was stupid and as if he would see me, his wife, in a pair of tights. I might as well just hang my ass out.  Isn’t that what wearing a pair of tights feels like?  Well, that was my thought process.

But then someone dies and you start to think. “Really?  WTF?”

He never had a chance to see me in a pair of tights!

When I think about it now, it doesn’t seem like such a big deal. Who gives a shit!

I wonder how many other people lose out on sharing something between the people they love because of silly feelings of inadequacies, or that it’s stupid or simply feeling “uncomfortable”.

Life is too short!

I now own four pair of tights.

Today I wore tights

Sharing is caring

I have been eagerly awaiting the finishing product that has been created with the help of Sproing Creative to help create more awareness for heart health. The Mayo Clinic in Phoenix, Arizona will be including some information for our awareness video in the coming week and then it becomes “Go time”!

Peters Story not only includes an educational video, it includes a website. A website that helps to educate the general public and gives an avenue of healing.  A forum for individuals who have lost a loved one, as interaction with people who are going through the same process as you may give some sense of healing.  It is impossible for me to accept the fact that I have to live the rest of my days alone and without the person I loved and married.  Life seems meaningless and unbearable when I think about what has been lost.  But in the next breath I understand how precious life is and how much I love my family and our two boys and I know there needs to be something that can steer us along in a positive direction as we grieve.

It is this sadness that many others can truly understand.

The individual who has lost a loved one and is struggling to make it through each day, it is you I am reaching out to.

I am asking you to share your stories to help others heal! I am asking you to be involved in something that can also help YOU heal and make each breath you take a bit more bearable.  I am also looking for stories of survival.  From individuals who have experienced a heart attack or stroke and have been so lucky to have survived.  These stories of survival will help encourage and motivate others to take charge of their health.

This website is for awareness, help and healing…. Nothing more!

In my attempt to #sharePetersstory I am hoping to create heart health awareness especially in the population who thinks they are bullet proof, the ones that think it won’t happen to them! And in the same breath I know how much the ones left behind need help and avenues to heal.

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I know I cannot do it alone! I need help and interaction with others who have experienced the same thing.  Help create a community of strength and courage!

If you are willing to be involved in sharing your story please contact cattconditioning@gmail.com

#sharePetersStory

How healthy is your Love?

I am going out on a limb with these words and writing about something that seems off course from the norm.

Love!?

For those who know me, you probably chuckled a bit when you read the word. I have been told I should have been born with a penis.  I took that as a compliment!  I have never been a romantic and ladylike isn’t written in my cards.  I enjoy sports, sweating and I can burp with the best of them.  Wearing heels is … probably, well… once every few years and dresses are few and far between but I have a genuine heart and I am a straight shooter.  No bullshit about me. I like to distance myself from female drama and wimpy chicks ….well; they just need to stop being pussies.  Yup, I said that!  How do you like me now?

Any type of “dressing up” away from workout gear makes me feel like a drag queen. (No offence to actual drag queens as you probably look amazing… me…it’s just awkward)  I’ve never been into public displays of affection and my idea of a date would be fitness related.  Why waste dollars on eating in a restaurant and flowers just die so save your money!

Why am I even speaking about any of this? Because if you know me well, you know all of this is true and I think what I have to say makes it all more meaningful.

It takes something we love to disappear to appreciate the value in it. It takes the absence and the silence to introduce us to what we truly and deeply loved and find ways to make our life more fulfilling.  As brutally depressing as it is, the saying “you don’t realize what you have until it’s gone” is 100% true.

peter article on love

This isn’t about fitness, training or motivating you to find that new normal of health. It is about finding that new normal of Love.  The past few months I have looked at my married friends or people who have that significant other and I wish I could put my hand on them and share this magical feeling of what love should be.

We are all basically going through life the exact same way. The relationship I knew was like everyone else’s dealing with the daily stresses of life, work and kids.  You take everything for granted.  You hurry through your days with no time to appreciate the moments and the special little things your spouse has to offer.  (Insert Disney music here).  But I couldn’t be more serious.

Losing someone you love changes everything. It changes your thought process and your beliefs.  It changes how you view life and love.  I had almost 30 years of my life with someone.  Growing up with one person allows you to deal with amazing moments, shitty moments and everything in between.  But as with most people, through the years you become blind to the true love you have.  You get used to it always being there that you lose the appreciation that you have it to begin with.  None of this is done on purpose, it is just life.  You get busy, you get tired and you start to joke with your friends about the exact same daily struggles and the annoying habits of your spouse that it just seems normal.  How many of you sit around a table with your spouse and friends and it becomes a night filled with jokes about the husbands and how annoying the wives can be?

But it doesn’t have to be!

When is the last time you stared into the love of your life’s eyes and said….nothing? Just stared and appreciated them being there.

I write this article in hopes to challenge you to find a new way of being healthy with your love life. Ways that allow you to enjoy the other person and create ways to show them how much you care.  Yes ladies, you should make love to your husband once a day!

(All my male friends are high-fiving right now but it’s true).

“Once a day” has become a new motto and trust me, prior to this that was not an option.

“Once a day”? Are you kidding me!?  That is completely absurd!

My close friends know how many times I uttered “when I go to bed, I go to bed to SLEEP”

That was my mindset with a roll of my eyes. Now, I view every part of that differently.  It’s not just about the sex it’s about the time you took.  The time away from all other distractions so you could be as close to your partner as possible.

Frig, bend her over and get it done quickly if you need to but just do it! (Hey, there is a new commercial for Nike)  It is about you and your significant other.

Ok, ok sometimes this isn’t possible but please do your best ladies!

Everything. Else. Can. Wait.

If I had it to do all over again, would I do it differently? Absolutely!  100% I would treat love differently.

I would love harder! I would respect the fact that he choose me and appreciate the love we had on a much deeper level.  We get into a mindset of comfort and take it for granted that it will always be there.

I would dance with him in the middle of the living room and make him sing the words of each song along with me. Even if we got them all wrong!

I would hold hands and hug daily. A hug can seem so trivial during marriage.  You get busy with the chores of life and stopping for a hug can just seem….bothersome.  Don’t wait… drop everything and hug!

I would spend moments talking about each other. I would tell him daily of what I loved about him.  We can get caught up in what annoys us that we forget what has pulled us together in the first place.

I would strive to make each other laugh. Hearing the person you love have an uncontrollable belly laugh is probably one of the sweetest sounds you can hear.

I would let him love me for who I am. Instead of rolling my eyes at compliments, I would say “thank you for loving me”.  I never appreciated the fact that he loved every inch of me.  Females can be so concerned with their body and finding perfection is an endless road.

I wouldn’t leave in the morning without saying “I love you” and a kiss goodbye and I would arrive home with a hug long enough for me to smell every inch of him in. I loved how my husband smelled.  Even on his work days when he arrived home smelling like timber.  That distinctive smell of wood almost brings me to my knees when I smell it now.

I would cuddle in bed even if his body heat was making me sweat.

I would tell him regularly how much I appreciated the man he was and that I was proud to call him my husband.

And heck, I may even wear heels and enjoy the sparkle in his eyes when I threw on a dress.

Don’t let something like death be your wakeup call for treating love with respect. Stop being caught up in each day and start getting caught up with the person you are spending your days with.

Yes, it is important to love yourself and not feel the need to change for anyone else but the loss of my husband has changed the person I am. I have a renewed respect for what love is and how you should treat it.

I cannot imagine my life with anyone else other than my husband but I also cannot imagine being alone and lonely for the rest of my life. That wasn’t supposed to happen, I was married for life.  I will never have the opportunity to go back and do it differently.

I hope this has inspired you to do Love differently

#PetersStory

I am not sure if we all have a true purpose in life. Are we meant to be in the career we have dedicated so many years to?  Is there something more meaningful we are meant to spend our time doing?  Should we learn a new hobby or travel to exotic places?  I really don’t know the answer to that.  Is there a true purpose or do we make that shit up just to help us feel better about our unfulfilling lives?

I honestly do not know if I am missing some true calling in life. If I was meant to make a difference in other peoples lives far greater than I could ever imagine.  Lately, I have come to realize that I have a much stronger fire inside to do some sort of good and make an impact on other people’s liIMG_6369ves outside of my chosen career path.  This fire inside isn’t built by me, it is built by one man.  One man has shown me how precious life is and how brilliantly we can do good in this world.  As completely cliché as it sounds, it is a fact and I can only give myself some sense of calmness and peace if I listen to this fire and push my message as far as possible.  I have a very loud voice and I am ready to use it!

I am ready to scream from the top of my lungs about awareness! Awareness for not only the people you love but for your own heart!  Heart disease awareness is ready to be pushed to the forefront.  I am determined to save some lives and allow children to grow up with both a mother and a father.  Your husband, your brother, your father, your neighbor, your best friend!  The message will be loud and clear so be prepared to hear it and share it.

With the help of Sproing Creative and the amazing sport of Hockey and professional players around the globe, #PetersStory will be shared. It is about creating awareness and nothing more.  Individuals in the professional Hockey world have come forward to help this cause.  Such names as John Carlson, Justin Williams, Nicklas Backstrom , Aaron Volpatti, Chris Osgood, Jerred Smithson, Stacy Roest and a flood more individual players to exciting teams like Colgate University Raiders, Quinnipiac University Bobcats,  University of New Hampshire, Bentley University, Vernon Vipers and one close to my heart, the Lumby Stars plus so many more!  And this is just the beginning!

I lost my husband. Our children lost their father.  A family lost their brother and friends lost one of their own.  You may not know Peter, you may not know me and you may not care to hear about it but I can guarantee you want to live!

Soon, you will know more about heart disease, signs and symptoms and ways to help prevent or reduce the risk from a story I need to share. A story that I believe will create more awareness and buzz about heart disease than we could imagine. #PetersStory

The mind games of Exercise

There are many articles regarding the benefits of mental health and fitness. Search it up on the internet, read a book…. The information is out there.

Truthfully, I am not sure how much that resonates with people. How much the textbook information actually sinks in?  A lot of important information can become very technical for people and your eyes begin to gloss over before you get halfway through a paragraph.

I am hoping this isn’t one of those articles.

I have always encouraged a lifestyle that can be maintained throughout the entire year with bumps along the way. Who gives a crap as long as you get back on the ride and keep going.  Learn to love your body and everything it has to offer you.

I can say that the past couple months I am so thankful to myself for leading a lifestyle I encourage as honestly, right now, that is one of the main factors that has kept me going. I am struggling to motivate myself to find a “new normal”.  I am trying to pull myself out and around a level of sadness I never imagined.  I have fear, I have apprehension of the unknown and of missing someone I was supposed to spend the rest of my life with.  The sadness for all the years he is missing.  He should be here!

I truly believe that training, fitness, exercise… whatever you want to call it, has allowed me to cope through all of this. I cannot scream it loud enough on how important it is to move your body!  Breathe in fresh air, strengthen your heart by training hard enough to feel your heart pound plus move freely and less intense so you enjoy the moment and want to keep going.

I must respect myself on an entirely deeper level than I ever have. I have always made training a priority in my day but now it has a stronger mental focus.  Not only do I need to stay physically strong for my children, I must stay mentally strong for them.

What about you? Are you maintaining a balance between work and you!?

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Fitness and movement has allowed me to have a stronger grasp on the positive. It is very easy to sit alone and cry so uncontrollably that you think things will never get better.  The sadness is so excruciating that you cannot imagine feeling happy again.  BUT, the mental game of how amazing you feel after a run or training session pushed me through that.  I KNEW how much I loved training, how much I love to run.  I knew I couldn’t allow myself to ignore that.

My first goal was to get back to my routine of activity. I remember my first run after my husband passed away.  I swear I looked like Phoebe on the episode of “Friends” where she is running with Rachel in the park.  I cried the deepest tears during every step. But I never stopped.  I ran and felt absolutely amazing!  I know Peter pushed me along that day.  I came home and knew that if I didn’t keep going and stay active I would dive deep down to a place so sad it would be hell to pull myself out.

That moment was when I had a new appreciation of movement and exercise simply for mental clarity.

From deep, dark sadness and loneliness to the strongest feeling of “I can do this, I got this” could only be achieved right now by moving my body. Every bead of sweat, every breath and every step has given me more and more courage to keep going.

No, I am not the same person. I am learning to deal with the rollercoaster of grief and emotions, anxiety and fear, and so many thoughts and concerns of how to cope and deal with a new identity of who I am.  But, I know deep inside that I need to be back to the person I was, someone who wanted to help others and encourage and teach.

I can honestly share with you that I feel I am proof of healing because of fitness, movement and exercise.

And then I received an amazing message.

“I have to thank you so much for your strength and words. With everything you were going through at the time (and still), your message was very powerful and I shared it with my husband.  He hadn’t been feeling well since early fall and his doctor had him on medication that didn’t seem to be working.  His doctor ordered some more tests.  We’ve since found out he has a genetic aortic aneurysm and will be having heart surgery very soon in the coming weeks.  He is currently going through pre-op procedures and we are keeping positive thoughts.  He has a chance at life and I want to thank you for bringing health and heart awareness to everyone in your life.  I will always be grateful”

Holy Shit!  This…. Right there….that message blew me away! Peter is changing lives and saving lives!

I realize for many, the first steps of starting an active lifestyle are the hardest. Muscles “burn”, you can’t breathe because you are “out of shape”, the effort is so intense that is it really worth it?  Sometimes just sitting on the couch watching TV seems so much more enjoyable!

TRUST ME! You need to give yourself just enough time to crave it.  Just enough time to love it and want more of it!! (yup, I say that on a regular basis🙂

This. Time. Will. Come.

Soon you will be on a path that will push you so strongly you cannot imagine it any other way. Start focusing on the mental benefits of each walk, each training session, each breath.  Stop focusing on the physical…. Just allow yourself to feel the mental exhilaration you experience afterwards.  It’s so rewarding!

I only know my own grief and sadness but I do know how great I feel after I move my body. If I can experience the small steps back to happiness from where I fell, I believe it can happen for you.

 

Please….Make….Time!

The ability to lead an amazing life full of laughter, fun, adventures and great health is everyone’s dream, I am sure. You cannot have one of these without the others.  They all play a substantial role in the success of life.

Now, I have no idea what your days consist of or your well-being or health.

But, what if you could make a difference?

Would you?

Are you willing to reflect on how you treat yourself? Are you worth more than you are giving yourself?

I am asking you to give MORE to yourself.

And all you need to give is time. Just a little bit of time.

Time, that shitty in-your-face reminder of what we can’t finish, what we cannot accomplish.

You see, I know of someone who didn’t make the time. I don’t blame this person at all; we thought there was lots of time to get done what needed to be done.  The time spent with this person was also my time.  It flew by and before we knew it, the time of seasons passed us.   But, we always felt there was more time to give and anything important would get done….. In time.

So lets all make a list of what needs to get done today, tomorrow or in months to come.  You are probably looking at your list wondering how you can finish it.  There just is not enough time in the day right?

Well I am here to slap you in the face, ring some bells and kick your ass because I know within that list, probably low down (or maybe not included at all) is health. The magic of good health!  The magic of loving your body and allowing it to grow old and give you everything you need throughout the years.

Figure out how you are going to make time for YOU!

The biggest reason…. Life! True, fun filled LIFE!  Breathing and allowing yourself to experience everything your future has to offer.

Is it simple? Yes it is.  Here is my request to you in the time you will allow it to happen.

Move your body. See your Doctor.  Eat well!  It’s a simple recipe you can follow.

It’s that simple. No one is making it difficult to do other than you!

Your body needs your help. It relies on what you give it, how you maintain it.  How you appreciate it.  The ability to break your own heart is evident in the lack of time you give it.

I had a wonderful conversation with a man who has the privilege to help people. He spoke of simple steps individuals could make to impact their health in a positive way.

Dr. Stephen Friesen and I spoke about what staying healthy means. In my eyes it is easy to exercise and I crave the exhilaration it feeds me.  I need to move my body in any way possible to feel alive.  I need to fuel my body with food that can actually sustain it. Dr. Friesen was amazed at the amount of benefits people can achieve with exercise and a healthy diet but he was discouraged at the amount of people who really stick to this plan.  I agree with him.  I have seen the exact same thing in the fitness industry.  I want to share the advice of Dr. Friesen:

I think guys should get some idea of their cardiac risk when they hit 40 (women at 50). This doesn’t mean they necessarily need to be screened annually but they should find out what their cholesterol is like, check on their sugars and blood pressure. They need to address the obvious like stopping smoking. This is all even more important if they have a family history of early heart disease (men in their 40’s and women in their 50’s).

If patients start addressing elevated sugar/lipids early they are able to make far more change with lifestyle than later on in life.

I think that the people that are successful over time are making changes that are not overly dramatic and easier to maintain as part of their lifestyle. The fad diets and New Year’s resolution exercise programs don’t seem to be very helpful for the long term.

I definitely have concerns about the guys who go hard core for something like hockey once or twice a week but that’s it for physical activity for them. The problem I see with this is they are going hard for short bursts and they have nothing to back it up with. They will often say to me that they exercise regularly (hockey once a week) or they have a physical job but it’s not the kind of physical activity that addresses cardiac fitness, cholesterol or sugars.

I would say that first steps include reviewing their cardiac risk with their doc. This would likely involve getting some labs done and checking blood pressure. I think start walking is great advice. I’m amazed at how well people do with just going out for a 30 minute walk 5 times a week

I read his words and it all seems so simple to me, so easy to accomplish. But then I take a step back and think about the person who didn’t smoke, was active his entire life ate well but missed one important piece of the puzzle.  The piece of the puzzle that hides what is happening on the inside.  The screening with the help of your doctor that could potentially give you more time!

Make the time to be active. Make the time to see your doctor.  Make the time to eat well.

My heart breaks every second of the day for this person who missed one piece of the puzzle. This person, my husband, was the strongest man I knew!  He beat me on the runs, on the mountain bike rides.  He could hike to the top of a mountain without stopping and we would challenge each other to keep going.  Everything he did was effortless.  This was the exact reason why making time for that one piece of the puzzle didn’t seem necessary.  How many other people do not feel it is necessary?  Who thinks they can hold off because there is so much time?

I feel like too many people just ignore it or are scared to face the facts of their health. People are lazy.  People are selfish.  Whatever your reason, trust me, you don’t have as much time as you think.

Having your hands on someone’s chest trying to save their life will forever change a person. Your eyes are opened to the possibilities of everything negative but you also realize what you can do to expand the positive.

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Life is precious.

The loss of my husband has given me more life to educate. I am so proud that he has inspired others to make the time to see their doctor and work on each piece of the puzzle.

I cannot pull myself out of the ache of losing Peter but I can encourage others so they may never experience the same situation.

Please…..Make….. Time!

 

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You got this!

There were many times in my life that the sentence “Life could change in a blink of an eye” was muttered, heard or read through some supposedly life changing article.  Enjoy the moment; take advantage of your day as it could be your last.  Such strong words… who knew those words could actually mean something!

I have always enjoyed writing to help share information that is easy to understand.  Keep it simple and pass along a message for the average fitness enthusiast or athlete to help improve their time spent training.  It doesn’t have to be technical; it doesn’t have to be difficult to understand.  It just has to be honest, correct information that can make a positive change of help, guidance and knowledge.  I have thought hard about the words included in this article.  Is it appropriate?  Am I comfortable with others reading my words?  Will it make a difference?  The fact that I kept thinking about it over and over again in my mind made me realize it is a good idea.  This may make a positive difference in someone’s life, by reading these words maybe someone along the line with take steps to improve their health and stay pro-active in maintaining a healthy lifestyle.

The days after November 3, 2015 put many things into perspective for me.  As much as I know in regards to health & fitness, there is always SO MUCH more to learn.  It is a never-ending world of knowledge.  But many times I caught myself not applying the knowledge to myself.  After this date, I started to dive deeper into the relation of stress and heart health and prevention.  The signs and symptoms of cardiovascular disease and who can get it.  How does stress play a role in our health?  What are the symptoms of Anxiety?  What is Post traumatic stress disorder (PTSD).

I would bet that many people reading this article have never thought about any of these topics.  I certainly didn’t.  Training was my way to “de-stress” but not until the days after that dreaded date did I feel a difference in myself.  I was dealing with a level of emotions I have never felt before.  Sadness, sorrow, depression, anxiety mixed with levels of positive feelings.   When I returned to training it felt different.  My heart rate was racing.  My mind was foggy.  What was I experiencing?  If I ignored these signs and kept pushing myself, what health concerns would I be causing?

I took a giant step back and started to search out ways to improve my mental health.  I am struggling to take steps daily to do this but it will happen.  Clear the mind, allowing myself to feel emotions and work through them.  I must remind myself that my mental health and strength powers me physically.  It is a positive thing to slow down and be in the moment instead of always pushing to be faster, stronger, better.  I have realized that I am doing more harm than good if I ignore these strategies.

As you read this article I hope you can relate to just a piece of it.  What do you do every day to make yourself better?  Are you active and do you encourage your loved ones to do the same?  What nutrition path do you follow?  Do you have a high stress job or relationship that has you in “fight or flight” without realizing it.  How can stress lead to health problems.  How do you cope with it?

How can you make each day a positive, healthy, happy day?!

Early in the morning of November 3, 2015 at 3:55am life as my family knew it changed… in a blink of an eye.  Yes, it changed.

This was the day that my husband, the father of our two young children passed away from a heart attack.  I will never see, hold or smell him again.  Our boys will never hug, laugh or wrestle with him again.  He will never cheer them on again, experience their growth or watch with the proud display any father would as they grow into men.

He was only 46 years old.

After that date, I felt like I died along with him.  I have never been challenged so strongly in my life.  But today I make one small step in healing by trying to inspire someone else to make a difference.  You have a choice!  You have breath left to give everything you have to improve YOU, to improve your career or relationship.

The time you think you have may not be there.  Have No regrets!

“You got this”

Yes …Peter….. I got this!

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This is where I want my words to really mean something.  If one person can walk away after reading this and take steps to make their life happier and healthier than I have done what I set out to do.

Please educate yourself on the following.  Help yourself, your loved ones and friends.  You could possibly save a life!

How many times have you heard the word Atherosclerosis?http://www.webmd.com/heart-disease/what-is-atherosclerosis 

If you lead a healthy lifestyle you may follow the “it’s not going to happen to me” mindset.  What are the signs and symptoms of cardiovascular disease?  Who can get it?

http://heartdisease.about.com/od/reducingcardiacrisk/a/How-Does-Stress-Cause-Heart-Disease.htm

What is PTSD?

http://www.cmha.ca/mental_health/post-traumatic-stress-disorder/