healthy |ˈhelθē|adjective ( healthier , healthiest )in good health: : feeling fit and healthy.• (of a part of the body) not diseased : healthy cells.• indicative of, conducive to, or promoting good health : a healthy appetite | a healthy balanced diet.• (of a person's attitude) sensible and well balanced : a healthy contempt for authority.• figurative in a good condition• desirable; beneficial• A conscious choice; A life-long commitment.

Friday, September 30, 2011

Forks Over Knives

Ahhh, sweet motivation renewal. How I appreciate and am grateful for your presence.

Forks Over Knives.

Go watch it.


Day 5 of clean(er) eating and feeling fabulous.

Lacombe in Motion 10km run on Sunday! Last event of the season :) Watch for a race recap!

Saturday, September 24, 2011

Working Towards Goals

I set some pretty hefty goals for myself in the past. Lets recap:

I started weight 190lb. I set multiple 10lb-loss goals to get to 130lb. I step on the scale tomorrow but I am estimating that I weight somewhere between 122.5 and 124.5. This is a number that has surpassed my original thinking.

I started running! Oh my goodness, such a huge goal to accomplish. My first 10km run and my first half marathon were both accomplished this summer. They are 2 of my proudest days.

I exercise regularly. For a girl who had no movement in her life to go to a girl who gets her butt going 6 days a week, that is pretty awesome.

I was the president of the nursing society. One of many of my professional goals, I had a very successful term and learned so much about leadership, management, and inspiring change.

Join Indoor Soccer. Yup. Done that one too. I was picked up by a team called "The Hustlers." We start in October. Its a tier 3 women's league (lowest) but I am excited to work on my coordination and chase after the ball. Who knows, maybe I will be good at it?

So what now?

That's what my dad asked me after I finished the half. And I had no idea what to say to him. Since then, my motivation has been struggling. Was it because I wasn't working towards anything? I am not sure, but I don't like the changes that have happened.

I haven't been pushing myself as hard at the gym. I haven't been focusing on whole foods.

I have maybe gained 1 - 1.5lb's since this ... not a huge deal considering I have surpassed all other goals I had set, but it is still not comforting to have old habits creep back in to your life.

So many people regain the weight they have lost.

I won't lie, this fucking terrifies me.

I don't want to become another yo-yo success and failure story.

I have come up with a few goals that I want to accomplish fitness-wise. I don't have time lines for them, because I am not sure how feasible it is to create them, but I want to put them out there for accountability.
  1. Duathlon - Yup. You read correctly. I want to partake in a bike and foot race. Then perhaps a Tri.
  2. Start lane swimming as a form of exercise.
  3. Start going to CrossFit once a week or once every 2 weeks depending on budget. You can read about my CrossFit experience here.
  4. Run the Woody's Half Marathon in May 2012, as well as one other half marathon (TBD) next summer.
I think those are pretty good goals, and I think they will be achievable with time.

I had a good day today. Day one of being healthy was a success.

Will update the weight-ticker tomorrow morning.

Have a good night!

Little Sis & I at Uncle's Wedding in Hamilton, Sept. 2011

Well.. the Cat's out of the Bag.

I am struggling.

I don't exactly know why it is happening. I don't know if this is one of those times where my motivation is lacking and my cravings are through the roof. I don't know why this is still hard for me. I don't know why I can't seem to find a normal relationship with food. I don't know.

I want to know. I want to have all the self control in the world. I want to not love chocolate and peanut butter. I want to only love vegetables and nothing else. I want weight to not be a number. I want to have success and I don't want to struggle. I want this to be easy.

I am being unrealistic.

After many days saying "Tomorrow is a new day" and "Tomorrow I will make healthy choices", After 4 timbits and a giant Pumpkin Cinnamon Tea Biscuit, After stepping on the scale at midnight (cringe, self punishment) and seeing the number 125.5, I am saying enough.

It is 11:59. In one minute I will muster up my will power and re-focus. It doesn't matter that I am in school. It doesn't matter that I have a boyfriend. It doesn't matter that I have reached all of my fitness goals.

What matters is how I chose to act from here on out. To not make excuses. To push myself hard at the gym. To focus on whole foods. To focus on reducing my sugar to help curb my cravings.

I recognize that 125.5 is not a true scale reading and that this was an act of self torture. I will wait till Monday to do an official weigh in. I am not one who is able to wait longer than a week to weigh myself. Because the thoughts of "Well I can eat better tomorrow and it won't affect the scale" start creeping up ... and then they become regular inhabitants, and then I feel weighted down from all the terrible eating.

Enough. Is. Enough.


 The time is now. Off to re-watch Food, INC. to remind me of why I love healthy eating.

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Finding a Routine

Now that my 6 busy weekends are over (Work, BC, Grande Prairie x2, Half Marathon, Hamilton for Uncle's Wedding, WOAH.), I am more than ready to fall back in to a more familiar routine, including working out, school, and eating.

I think anyone who has had habits of disordered eating in the past is prone to facing more disordered eating when schedules and routines are thrown off. Often it is a method of comfort to eat openly without any forms of restriction or moderation. This is something that happened to me over the past 6 weeks. I would eat to my regular standards during the week, preparing yummy meals with fresh vegetables, enjoying dessert every day, eating oats, ext... plus I would find some way to include activity into every day. This is comforting for me. I like preparing my own food because I feel it is healthier for me, and I like being active every day.

Going away, weekend after weekend, threw me for a loop. I would pack snacks, and pre-pack breakfast, but everything seemed to just get a little derailed. This led to numerous episodes of over eating, past my satiety state. Many desserts (more than needed) were consumed. I ate out almost every weekend, sometimes more than once. I indulged. Big Time.

With my focus shifting more to maintenance, I have not stepped on the scale this month, but this doesn't worry me. My pants still fit the same. My shirts still fit the same. But I do notice that other things, such as bowel routines, and an overall sense of "weight" occur when I over eat. I feel more heavy and more clouded. It is something I look forward to ending when I return home and return to my regular habits.

I will step on the scale on October 1st and see how I have done. Overall, I think I have maintained. This process doesn't worry me. I am working on creating a healthy relationship with food and I am understanding that events happen and routines change.

 Be healthy today :)

Monday, September 12, 2011

Hello, I'm Amie and I run Half Marathons.

Successful, Proud, Overwhelmed, Exhausted, Sore.

That's how I felt when I ran across the Dino Valley Half Marathon Finish line.

I had a few "goals" in mind when I ran this run ... I wanted to get out of it without any injuries, I wanted to run the entire thing, and I was hoping to finish in 2hr and 30min, but was accepting of the fact that the last one might not happen.

Woke up bright and early at 6am to get ready, eat a delicious hotel breakfast and pick up my race package. For brekkie I had a Pancake, a Piece of French Toast, Fruit Salad, Coffee, a Mini Cinnamon Bun, and a Banana with PB. Locked and Loaded.

Picked up my Race package and headed over to the start line. I wasn't feeling nervous. I felt ready to run. They had a warm up which was nice... but the ladies who ran it focused on static stretching as opposed to dynamic stretching... which was questionable.

The start line was at a different place than the finish line, so all the half marathoners walked there together.

That's when I saw the hill. I knew coming into this run that the first 2km were uphill ... and boy where they ever! I ended up walking up the hill for about 3min, which I was okay with. Once at the top the scenery was phenomenal. I wish I had a camera with me to take pictures, but that would have weighed me down. There was another steep hill at the 4th km, which I walked up for about 2min ... again, I was okay with this, with 17km left to run I didn't want to push myself to hard at the beginning and then die at the end.

From there on out it was a fairly flat race, with mild elevation and some de-elevation (?) before starting the part of the run that was on the highway.

Most of the run was on gravel, which was new to me, but okay.

I had no idea of my time, I just enjoyed the beautiful views, slurped back water and gaterade at the H20 stations, and ran my little heart out, proud of what I was doing.

Turned the corner to head to the finish line at 20km, and I was happy!! I knew I needed a fricken drink, I felt parched. But I kept on running. Got down to the finish line and took out the Ipod so I could hear the people clapping, which is always nice to hear.

I didn't look at the timer until I was really close to the finish line, I was focusing on not tripping as the gravel at the end was fairly loose.

To my surprise ... when I looked at the clock ... 2hr, 30min, 18sec.

I totally fist pumped the air. So so so so happy to see that time. I crossed the line, was medal-led, and then saw my mom and sister cheering for me, which instantly made me cry.

I was a mess. I felt so happy, like I was soaring. And of course, sensitive little Amie shows her emotions through tears. Once I regained composure I ate a hard boiled egg, went and got my free vitamin water, and then we headed out so I could get some milk to mix with my protein powder.

What a happy day. It is one of the proudest moments of my life.

Breakfast of Half Marathon-ers, YUM.

Sis & Ma, So glad they were there :)

Warming Up

Ready to Run!

After the Finish Line - Crying like a baby.

Hydration is important.

As is post run protein!

Push your limits. You have no idea what you can accomplish unless you strive for greatness.

Friday, September 9, 2011

Half Marathon

  1. Hotel is Booked.
  2. Playlist is Revised.
  3. 2 Rest Days (UGH!) will be completed.
  4. Ipod is charged.
  5. Running Shoes and Outfit are clean.
  6. Mother and Sister are coming.
... I am Ready?

Monday, September 5, 2011


Recently saw this on a few blogs and thought I would be a copy kitty and do it myself! Hopefully you learn a bit more about me, and I hope to see it on your blogs so I can learn some more about you too :)

5 Words to Describe You
  • Passionate
  • Old-Fashioned
  • Organized
  • Emotional
  • Stubborn
4 of Your Favorite Foods
  • Chocolate
  • Bananas
  • Peanut Butter
  • Ice Cream
I should mention that I love the above foods in any combination. I could die a happy woman if I was allowed to eat these foods for every meal.

3 Proud Accomplishments
  •  Nursing School - Throughout the past 3 years I have put my education at the top of my priorities list and it has paid off. I have won scholarships, been voted as the President of the Nursing Society, taken trips across the country for conferences, had trips paid for by Nursing organizations, and made a name for myself at RDC. I am proud of all the hard work I have put in to my future and I know that I will continue to make a difference, on a large scale, in the years to come.
  • Living a Healthy Lifestyle - I believe health is more than just weight loss, and although maintaining a healthy weight goes hand in hand with health, one cannot forget about other aspects such as exercise, drinking in moderation, not smoking, and having a positive outlook on life. I am working on finding my healthy lifestyle balance at the moment, but am proud of the strides I have made in the last year and a half.
  •  Becoming a Runner - Don't want to jinx the half marathon this Sunday. I <3 Running.
2 Favorite Work Outs
  • Hot Yoga (makes you feel like a million bucks when it is over)
  • Cardio Interval Classes (go by so fast!)
1 Thing to Expect From My Blog 
My response! I read every comment posted on my blog, and I respond to every email. I love getting questions, hearing your stories, and just knowing that you are reading! I will always respond in an honest, open fashion to any email I get, even if it is a simple "Hello!".


That was fun! So after a nice long weekend I am ready to Start my 4th year of University and get into a more stable routine (Hah, good joke, I still have 1 weekend in Drumheller, followed by 1 weekend in Hamilton for a wedding; after that a stable routine will be implemented!).
I feel really good about not stepping on the scale despite the large quantity of dessert consumed this weekend. I know that it will balance out with all my activity this week and I am not worried about gaining weight. I feel like I am really living right now!

Be healthy,

Friday, September 2, 2011

The Dreaded Dreadmill

I woke up this morning bright and early at 6am with the full intention of pumping out a 20km run, only to have my hopes squashed by the rain. I have run in the rain before and I find that I am ill equipped at this point to do so. My running shoes (granted, I need a new pair after this half marathon) have air breathing sections in them so running on anything wet (think dewy grass, UGH), soaks almost instantly into my shoes. How frustrating! I also don't own a proper wind/rain breaker for running, and the jacket I do own holds in all my heat so I end up drenched in my own sweat and super sticky. Gross.

So here I was, all oatmealed up, ready to run, and no where to go.... but the GYM!

Longest I have run on a dread *cough* treadmill is 10km... and it was, well, brutal. It took me 70 min. This was back in the day when 10km seemed long. Today I ran 12 miles in 2 hours, 25 minutes, and 20 seconds. Not too shabby. I am not at all trying to push my speed at this point. If I can cover the mileage and get out without any injuries I will be more than happy.

I will be honest though... 12 miles on a treadmill kind of sucked. It was about 8 miles too much. All in all, I am proud I completed it. It takes away some of the nerves that are slowly building for next weekend. I know I can cover the distance. I know it will be hard. I know it will be worth it. I know I will probably cry at the finish line (haha). And I know Running and I will be taking a wee little break after all is said and done. We just need a little time apart (Long distances that is).

Going to B.C. for the long weekend. I expect lots of opportunities to eat but I feel a renewed sense of trust in my self and my choices and my will power. I weigh 122.5, which is just perfect.

Thursday, September 1, 2011

September 1st Weigh In, What's Gonna Change

Stepped on the scale this morning after 3 good days of eating and I am at 122.5, which makes me believe this is my actual weight (water retention aside, considering the alcohol consumed at the Wedding this last weekend). I am okay with this number. I am okay with how my clothes fit. I am okay with how I look.

So why am I constantly obsessing about gaining weight, what I eat, and what the scale will say when I feel "thin enough" to step on it? That isn't healthy. That isn't any way to live. When I am put in a social situation that revolves around food, I feel like I can't control myself. This fear, leads to a feeling of stress, thoughts of failure enter my head, and I eat. I stop listening to my body. I think the fear of failure in this journey is all encompassing for me right now. Instead of celebrating my successes, such as losing 70lb, becoming a vegetarian who understands eating for health, becoming physically healthy and active, becoming a runner, being a size 2, xs, ext.. are all over shadowed by the extreme fear that I won't be able to keep this up. That I will slip up, realize that I didn't actually change at all, and go back to how I was before.

Weekends with food have come, and went, and will continue to come and go for the next few weeks. I have taken them in stride, made some healthy and some not healthy decisions, and maintained within my goal range the entire time. This is true maintenance. Why have I let my fear rule the decisions I probably would have made without it being around? Yes, I have eaten not-so-healthy on the weekends, but this is temporarily, and when I get home I always return back to my healthy habits. I still work out 5 days a week. I still drink water. I still eat breakfast. I still eat portioned desserts.

I am ready to try the more intuitive approach to this journey. I am ready to let go (at least temporarily) of the scale and the cruel number attached to it, a number I might add, that does not define my self worth, and should never define yours.

Inches remained the same this month, which is good - means my body shape has decided it is happy with where it is at.

So here's the plan:
  • Track food, but not every slice of tomato or tablespoon of onion that I add to my salad. I will track the calorie heavy stuff, such as salad dressings, cheeses, starchy vegetables, and higher calorie/fat vegetables like avocado's.
  • Weigh myself on the 1st of every month. Yes, you read correctly. The next time I step on the scale it will be October 1st.
  • Continue drinking water, eating healthy, taking vitamins, and exercising 5x a week.
  • Relish in my accomplishments, including my upcoming half marathon in 10 (!!!!) days.
  • Be happy with who I am, what I have done, and the choices that I continue to make. Instead of "Do I really want this piece of chocolate cake?" (the answer is always yes, I always want cake), ask "Will eating this entire piece of cake cause me stress later?" (again, the answer is always yes), so settle with 2 bites, and if I am feeling so inclined, 3, but don't eat more than that, because I don't need more than that.
Wish me luck :) I will keep you updated on how it is going.