day 1795 – seven tissues deepĀ 

crappy does it when showing up to hockey with the last of my fuel to do everything i could do and still get shat on for one thing i didn’t do. it also doesn’t help that the cherry picking linemate told me i stopped skating. thanks but no thanks, but at least i’m the one up doing forechecks and rush back to finish my backchecks while you wait at the red line for that perfect pass. i got home really bitter and that one thought alone kept me up late at night. it’s one thing to have high expectations, it’s another to be shatting on me for one thing i couldn’t do without gas left in my tank. i’m beyond upset and didn’t feel the need to even react to anymore comments 

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day 1794 – flasherback

emerging leader meeting got me well on my way to a long weekend; a weekend i’ll actually have. i’m feeling really burnt out lately so this is a timely and much needed string of days off. while i have time to sit down, i flashed back to when i was in the best shape of my life before it all went down the drain all due to a broken thumb. it then became one of the toughest moments of my life because of all that happened and all that couldn’t happen. that’s all behind me because i learn and i grow. i think now i’m ready to train for what got me to the shape i wanted. i have my eyes set on being the fittest, healthiest and strongest i could ever be

day 1793 – roller and flosser

the fact my body is badly bruised front and back is enough reason not to partake the after-work bootcamp. the excessive overworked body is sore from hip flexor, to hamstring, to calves, to traps, to shoulders, to lats. hence, i spent much time on the floor releasing myself. i did a pre-game roll on my softball and a post-game roll on foam roller and pvc pipe. since that wasn’t enough, i went one step further and did some flossing

day 1792 – supreme me

ate a late night banana and hope i don’t get leg cramps overnight after a night of flipping and hockey sandwiched with a quick dinner. got a chance to test out my newly acquired supreme shin pads and i like the coverage. overall, my line played a good game despite getting hit in the ribs with a slapshot during warmup. i felt it immediately and hunched over for a good while and the fact adrenaline hasn’t clicked in wasn’t a good feeling. it hit hit directly in unpadded territory between my pants and chest protector. i’ll definitely see the big bruise tomorrow morning

day 1791 – fruitie smoothie

making an effort to growing my office fruit garden and conscious effort of eating more fruits in general. though it’s missing one of my staples, i gathered some of my favourite including mangoes, peaches and bananas. i’ve been pretty adamant in making some semi meal replacement smoothies with my portable blender. can’t wait until it’s cherry season, but sad this year i’ve lost my sources from friend’s kelowna farm

day 1790 – miss fits

i come to realize i generally don’t do what normal people do and do what normal people wouldn’t do. i’ve never been a follower of the norm just because; i do what i want and i follow the path that my passion leads. it has taught me it’s okay to stand out and be different. there’s a lot that i want that a normal girl doesn’t have ambitions for and doesn’t strive for. there are things any regular human being may never care about, but all i’m doing is going after things i want to achieve and believe will make myself fulfilled. i want to be able to have amiable fitness, to be play an abundance of sports, to flip and do gravity defying things and to make everyone around me happy

day 1789 – pay up

settled the winter term paychecks so me and my instructors can get paid for our services delivered more than three months back. getting paid for killarney is always so troublesome since they’re nit-picking on the smallest detail. the amount on my cheques doesn’t even justify how much time i spend doing the payrolls. glad winter term is finally dealt with, but that means it’s just about time to send in the spring invoices so i can start calculating payroll all over again