January was quite the month huh? I don’t know about you, but I was one busy bee.
I moved to Kamloops, went to Saskatatchewan for two weeks for a late Christmas, came back to Kamloops, went to a couple of interviews, started a new job, started running lots, and hitting the gym with my sister, and moved from one apartment to another.
Happy New Year ya’ll.
(And yes, my fingers are extremely cold because it’s -20 here and I am outside. Have I mentioned that I miss Tofino yet? Although, I guess it’s cold there too right now).
I am finally settled and back into “routine”.
My new bedroom is the living room in a one bedroom apartment I share with my sister #tinyliving, my bed is a futon. Minus the current weather, I am loving it! I don’t know what I did without her for so long.
I laugh soooooooo much! Like belly laughs. All the time. Mostly, at her dog, but at life’s little lemons too. Heck, most of the time we just throw them on the counter and make lemonade, tarts, marmalade, and lemon bars with the scattered pieces. Easy peasy, mostly. She is my person. We finish each other sentences, we know what the looks mean, and we’re not scared to call out the bullshit. It may seem simple, but having someone beside you while you fight the daily battles, is such a blessing. I’ve spent the last two years alone, purposfully isolated to chat with my demons, choosing solitude over people, simplicity over things. It feels so nice to have a person to come home to and explain my day, complain about the stupid people, marvel at the smarts. Now we get to share the load of all the adulting responsibilities. She makes me coffee in the morning, and sets it beside me even before I’m fully awake, and I make sure there is food in the fridge for lunches. One day I do the laundry, the next, I come to home to a pile of clean shirts. I love being here with her.
#citylife. Everything moves so friggin fast here! Fun city life. With noises. All the time. I don’t think people here know what silence actually means. Quite possibly it means turning the sound down, but the base up at 1:30 am in an apartment. Boom boom boomboomboom boom. Awesome to fall asleep to. And sirens, and horns honking, people shouting, laughing, and the train rolling by. Doesn’t matter the hour. I really miss the ocean melody, and the silence of the stars. If I close my eyes tight enough, I can still imagine the sound.
But… so many more opportunities a city presents. People. And things, activities, comfort, and family.
Next week… training starts. #traingforlife. Running. Lots of running. And eating. The best part about being a runner is eating all the food! I have a kitchen only a couple of steps away, a small but workable budget, and a creative mind to make so many different things. What kind of food does a runner eat? Lots. Lots and lots. Carbs, protein, fruit, veggies, and maybe a little sugar when the craving hits.
(Check out my Instagram for some colorful meal prep stories!)
The goal is the Vancouver fall classic. Running a half marathon with my sister in August. (maybe I can sneak in a full marathon this summer before that??) Then a mini vaca. I’m going to be soo ready.
In this moment, my life totally rocks…. at least 90% of the time.