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On Wednesday, I had the chance to attend a cooking class at The Waring House in Prince Edward County with a friend of mine at her invitation. Much fun was had. I really enjoy cooking, simply, with fresh ingredients. It doesn’t have to be complicated. We made most of our meals with tomatoes as the base, even dessert (!) and everything was so delicious. Definitely going to be sourcing lamb tenders in Ottawa to switch up my usual red meat fetish.

As a matter of coincidence, everyone in the class was from the Ottawa area.  Four ladies on a girls getaway, and a mom and dad taking their son to university in Toronto, and the two of us. The son was going into Film as one of his concentrations, so we struck up a conversation and perhaps I got him to think about how he could be a producer in the film industry…  (wanted to be involved, but hates the hurry up and wait that being on set sometimes involves). My friend and I ran into them again at the pub and again at breakfast the next morning.

We had some good chats over some beer beverages at the British inspired Pub about Iceland and all the adventures this family had there, as we too are gearing up for our own Icelandic escapade. I for one am looking forward to the all fish menus. I love fish, ever since I was a kid and catching speckled trout with my dad. I was never a big fan of cleaning fish back then, but I’m sure it was just because I thought it was groddy (and my dad would do it anyway). Now it likely wouldn’t bother me. As much.

The Inn itself had a charming old British Garden feel as well. Along with a fresh herb garden where we pulled the ingredients for our meal.

The room we shared was a funny throw back to a simpler time as well. The bonus – a private hot tub!  We had a VCR in our room, so I took the opportunity to kick back at the end of the day with the movie Cocktail, mostly for shits and giggles. My god….  Movies from yesteryear drag, don’t they? I think I may have missed the end…  Does Tom Cruise get the girl? 🙂

All in all, if you find yourself down in that part of the world, the cooking class was A-1. The Chef was a laid back and very knowledgeable fellow and had extensive experience to draw upon. A real treat.





Daily Protein

One trick I learned at Greco with respect to keeping my weight in check was eating more protein. Or taking it as a supplement to my diet. As a woman, I hardly ever eat enough. It took reprogramming my brain to figure that out. Protein has a thermogenic quality. It burns more calories with its nutritional breakdown in your stomach. And, it’s used to build you, so best to eat higher quality protein.

If you can add just a few ounces of some kind of protein at every meal – cheese, cottage cheese, eggs, salmon, tuna, chicken, etc., and cut back a bit on the wheat or high sugar carbs, you’ll notice a difference. Especially at breakfast. I started back to taking a high quality protein shake (Greco brand) in the morning, and I no longer have the cravings that I had just a few weeks ago. It’s an organic whey protein from… New Zealand… But you can find high quality ones that are cheaper. Watch for filler ingredients and high carb counts. You want your protein to yield as much per scoop as possible to get the full benefit. Not all protein supplements are created equal.

The guys at FitShop or Popeyes are on hand to help you out.

Does Greco Lean & Fit Work…

…I think I may have written about this before, but it’s certainly the number one thing that random people come to my main blog to find out.

Take a look at the photos and the interview on the before and after page if you’re in doubt.

NEWSFLASH: Of course Greco works.  No, wait.  Let me rephrase that.


I had an excellent trainer named Brad Johnston.  Don’t get me wrong.  If you’re fortunate enough to have this guy on your side, he drives a hard bargain, and is pretty stubborn for getting results.  Can’t say enough good things about him.  He gave me the tools to change my life.  How many times does a stranger come along and give you something of value like that?  Not often, I assure you.  Doesn’t matter if they’re getting paid to do it or not.  You take what they’re giving you, and you say, “Thank you!”.

I’ve been on hiatus from the gym for over a year…  Can you imagine what I look like now?  Okay, so I’m not as slender, or toned, but I still fit all my clothes I wore a year ago.  All of them.


Well, I not only worked my ass off at Greco, I learned how my body works.  How to eat.  How to get along without Brad.

I haven’t seen Brad, professionally or personally, in a year.  I never needed him to hold my hand, or pretend that I was doing better than I was.  I didn’t want him to do that anyway.  That’s not what I was paying him for.

It’s knowing how to get by when other people can’t be there for you.  That’s the difference.

That’s how Greco Lean & Fit works.

10 years out…

I’ve been going through some of my old things in the past few days… I keep an awful lot of stuff but I manage to give or also throw away as many things. My intention for this next month or so is to shed even more stuff, become lighter on my journey so I can be even more free than I already am.

One of the things that I found was an old picture taken of me during my time on the Board of Governors for my College…

All I could say was … WOW. I look like shit. Severely overweight, tired, and really burnt out. Seriously… I look about 50 and I was only about 28. That was an eye opener. I don’t even know who she is.

How did I let myself get there? By not being happy.

I’m really a different person now… Literally and figuratively. Sometimes it’s great to keep reminders of the past and make a vow to never go back from where you came.

I will never look like that again. Thank fuck.

Paying attention and reflection…

Years ago, I was on a leadership development program, and we did a few different personality profiles.  Learning Style Inventory, a mini-psych evaluation, etc.  I love doing things like this, and I find that years later I can go back and see who I was at a particular point in time.  It’s useful to some degree, but they will never tell you about your potential.

One in particular noted that I was really good a diving forward into things, but rarely stopped to reflect on what these things meant, what impact they had, and how my actions affected other people…  all things I truly thought I did.  I might be good at the details in the moment, but I didn’t care to go back and reflect on what anything meant to me.  I was always on to the next thing, which isn’t always a good thing.

I found that fascinating for a girl who loved psychology, did self-study in it, and thought herself to be pretty attuned to things, in general….  but, the proof is always in the pudding…  so to speak.

I set out after that to be more observant of the big picture, not just my own selfish view of the world…  and I’m not saying that I always get it right, because I don’t…  but I wanted to make sure that I was at least aware that this was one area that I could develop – my capacity to see how my actions impact my world.  To be more aware of the other, without judgement, and not always me and my needs.

You see, for about nine years, I was involved with reviewing documents and projects where if you didn’t pay attention to the details, things got messed up.  Things could potentially go wrong.  I (and my colleagues) were often required to wield a big stick when it came to security of very sensitive information.  Personal information that you don’t really want to get into the wrong hands.  I became acutely aware of details about things…and often lost site of the big picture about people.  You can only sustain that for so long, in my world.  There is a balance that you can achieve.

So, in my personal life, I pay attention to things.  Little things, that mostly go unnoticed.  The body we inhabit gives away a plethora of information…  from small micro-expressions to grand sweeping gestures.  You are what you think.  If the words and the body are incongruent, I put my bet on the body telling me the truth.  I “try” to pay attention to many things, but I find that as I get older, my patience is waning…  I don’t want to exert so much energy in the details…but it’s a hard discipline to let go of.  I often fill in missing pieces based on experience…for good or bad.

Reflection has been tougher, and I still work on that.  Really thinking about what happens, why it happens, and what lessons I can take away.  We are always at the edge of infinity….  We always have the potential.  It’s up to us to use that for growth rather than to make things easier.  A acorn would never grow into an oak tree if it didn’t break away from it’s protective shell.  It would never reach it’s potential.

Not many people want to sit in their own pile of shit and smell it.  They are happy to shit, and move on to the next great thing in hopes that someone else will clean up their mess.  It’s when you realize that the shit is what fertilizes the growth, and that’s where the real work begins….

That’s all for now, I think…  Off to do some reflecting…

Bluesfest: Day 9: Hold Steady, Sam Roberts, John Mellencamp, The Sheepdogs…

For all the whiners that said this Bluesfest lineup sucked… You’re wrong. I’ve been there every night… Maybe a little low key at times, and the Main Stage may have finally figured out the bass intensity issues tonight… But it’s been a great run so far.

I caught the last few songs of Hold Steady, which I’m going to look into more… Then a little bit of Sam Roberts, then Mellencamp played a great set, then we tore off for the last few songs of The Sheepdogs…

The only thing I missed was Cowboy Junkies… But I’ve seen them before.

Live classic rock shows like tonight make me happy. So glad I got to see Mellencamp.

Bluesfest: Day 8: Airborne Toxic Event, Big Boi, Bad Religion, Big Wreck

It was a great night with solid performances! I was running late but caught the tail end of ATE and any band with a girl on a violin is alright in my books. Then Big Boi, and although not normally my thing, and the fact that it was a little out of place on a rock night, it wasn’t bad at all… Bad Religion, tight, fast, solid… My friend Kris at one point exclaimed that he could feel the bass drum in his chest, as could I. It was pretty intense. Last, but certainly not least, Big Wreck… They had me at Blown Wide Open… A fantastic night of music.