Hockey, Hotels, and Hooters... A real guys weekend

This weekend I made the journey down to Edmonton for my little brother, Parkers, hockey tourney. It was a solid weekend of myself, Parker, and my Father. Did you know that hockey leagues now went to div. 9? I had no idea... In any case Silver was ours in the tournament and Parker made 10 dollars in "salary" for scoring goals in one of the games and winning a bet against me. All in good fun. One thing that became apparent throughout my encounters in the hotel and the bleachers is how many parents try and live through their children. Even if the child shows mild to no interest in the sport, the Father cannot comprehend how to teach his child how to have the same passion for the sport that he had. How does one teach desire? What would be the best way for a father to encourage his son or daughter to succeed in whatever they partake in... If only there was an easy answer to this question...


Older brothers was probably the best thing that was said.

The situation...

3 and a half months and where am I? Still in Grande prairie, still working at futureshop, still only have two clients, still not living my dream... I need to push, get things going, explode with energetic enthusiam to get people into shape...


Life is short but sometimes I wish time would go faster, that things would happen at a greater rate so that I could get past the slow parts and enjoy what lies ahead. However it is all relative, I create how fast time moves and right now I am stuck in a null that is slowing me down. I need to break out of this comfort zone. If there is so much benefit outside of it, why is it that I want to not leave? This mentially handicapping thing is frustrating me. I have come this far, whats stopping me?

Being social, I lack knowing people in the community, its really tough to get out there when you are starting from scratch.

Here goes nothing...

More Yoga Please

My life as it becomes ever more routine up in the great white north, Appears to be enjoyable more and more. Slowly adding yoga upon yoga classes and maintaining workouts I seem to be overwhelmed with fitness. I love a good challenge. However despite how many yoga classes I take on, I always want to find a way to afford more. And when I say afford I mean with both time and money, its not an easy thing to do. Work 40+ hours a week at futureshop, train clients, train myself, do yoga, sleep, eat, repeat... Thus resulting in my only social life outside of those things being at home with the roomie Callie, or Brenan when he is home from work. And yet I am slowly being satisfied by this. To be satisfied is to be content? I don't think I will ever be content, not up here anyways...

Anyways, in a perfect world I'll be back home in June for a visit...

If you are keeping score, you are bound to win...

Roughly three months in and I am starting to come up with ways to better myself, as much as I enjoy being in grande prairie I truly miss everyone back home. Longboarding to the beach, walking down to the bench at night to sit by the lake, Running knox, knowing some solid yoga instructors. Its all just not the same, so with missing home in mind and wanting to get an education I am trying to devise a plan to be back in roughly 365 days. Go to school for massage therapy, after that attempting to either get my Bacholers in Health Science. Shortly after that I would like to go somewhere and get a yoga certification. That is what I would like to do, I have no idea how it will pan out, but heres to trying.

Currently I have a job at GNC with call in shifts, I work full time at futureshop selling televisions, and I work 10 hours a month training Trudy and Darcy. I need to save ma money and get my shit together.

Day 4; the wild rose chronicles

No cheese, ketchup, and ranch... Those are the things that hold me together it seems. This morning... Day 4 we will call it, I found myself eating breakfeast with two forks half way through my meal... I have no idea where the other fork came from, better yet how I justified using it as a knife? After I figured out it was the wrong utensil I then began to wonder where I had found it, did it come from the drawer? Better yet, was it clean? Anyways, this thing sucks. Plus's in life, business cards are in print, laptop is up and running (I am typing on it right now!) Warm weather is on the rise, potentially yoga saturday morning.

It feels good to know that simple condiments can hold my life together.

The Journey

No sugar. No processed grains. No dairy. Fish, chicken, veggies, non acidic fruits only. The things we do to maintain, enhance, and define ourselves and our bodies. Existing day by day by day, slowly losing motivation. What is the most motivating way to decide what progress is? It is better to look at every angle in order to keep one going. To narrow the sights to the path infront blinds the journey overall. Everything matters, and everything will make a difference. Regardless of what happens retain passion and you will succeed.

Apple crisp and maple walnut icecream...

That moment when motivation hits... The tipping point... Do you remember the last time something influenced you to change? People, places, things? Books, lyrics, quotes? Why is it so hard to find things in life that bring complete joy. Sometimes I think life should be easier... But then what would be the point of living if everyone was the same? If there was no competition or reason to succeed, what would become of me? If it didn't matter whether you worked harder or longer than someone... Would you? If the world was without praise and recognition would anything be invented? Would creation continue?


What if...