Rethinking everything!

Since my last post, a LOT has happened, and a lot of nothing too.

Let me elaborate on the “LOT” part anyway:

Unless you’ve been living under a rock (or off the internet, easily confused between the two) the last few months, you might have read the viral Gawker article from the “Science Babe” Yvette d’Entremont (aka SciBabe) going after “Food Babe” Vani Harti, titled “The Food Babe blogger is full of shit“. Basically, it puts much of Vani’s contradictions under a microscope and exposes her for being a fraud who knows nothing of what she’s talking about, despite her claims of being some sort of food guru. Granted before this I had never heard of the Food Babe, but the warning was appreciated.

SciBabe’s article also created an overnight backlash against what many would call “woo”, or any unsubstantiated claims without scientific backing. Practically overnight came the rise of the skeptic. I have to admit that the article had an impact on me, causing me to re-evaluate and re-think many things I took as cannon. Many things I looked at and took at face value, assuming the one’s providing me with accurate information had done their research. I wanted to believe. I wanted to think that everything had a natural cure for it and we didn’t have to rely on “Big Pharma”. Now, I realise the info they were giving me was not only inaccurate (lemon water changing blood ph is still one of my favourites), but they couldn’t provide proof of their claims besides “studies show”. Many of those said studies either did not exist, or came from dubious sources. I’ve always called myself an open-minded skeptic, but this taught me to take my questioning to a new level and look at the evidence at hand and face some of the new truths: GMO’s are not evil. Bees are not dying in record numbers. Organic is not better, and uses just as many “toxic” sprays as conventional farming, even though they come from natural sources. Lemons will not cure everything. Correlation is not causation. And it’s the dose that makes the poison. Hell, even water is toxic if taken in large enough quantities. I’ve started to go through my FB page and remove some of the articles and pictures that can’t scientifically be verified, or are misrepresented by trumped-up claims. I can’t in good conscience promote ideals like that anymore.

What I also got from the article, was an introduction to a fitness writer by the name of James Fell at Body For Wife. James has become my own guru in a way. He has exactly what I’ve been looking for; someone who’s going to give it to me straight with no BS. He’s not trying to sell me on products, supplements or a system. He’s honest, to the point, tells it as it is, and can scientifically back his claims and methods. He’s done his research on research. I’m not going to go on about him or I’d be here for a while. I highly recommend anyone to check out his website and follow him on FB.

As for the lot of nothing, well that’s been everything that’s happened (or hasn’t) up until about a month ago.

That will be the next blog post.


Where the hell have you been???

Hiding. Quite literally.

Its been one hell of a year. A roller coaster would look like a casual cruise compared to things that have happened this last year.

The death of a friend. Later followed by my father’s death, news of an unplanned pregnancy, and long-term hospitalization of another family member; all within one week! My own trip to an ER in Alberta thinking I was having a heart attack (fortunately not). Finally followed by a house purchase, moving and doing renovations while my wife was due in less than three weeks at that time.

Clearly I don’t like doing things the simple way! Thank God for family support in all this otherwise we’d be truly sunk.

A recent Doctor’s physical that I surprisingly came out of with flying colours (and intimate knowledge of what a stuffed turkey feels like), and surprising encouragement from my doctor to continue blogging, which is the reason for this post. I forget that just because things aren’t happening as planned, doesn’t mean things stopped happening. The ups and downs, all of it goes on and doesn’t stop.

So, some of the events will get details while I play catch up, but this is more to get back into the writing habit.

I’m also hoping to have details soon of something that will help get me back on to the fitness track: something that will give me a new level of accountability.

Fingers crossed, and hopefully I’ll have more to contribute!

Reset. Refocus. Restart.


Well, the last few months have been somewhat of a write-off for a scheduled exercise regime. The good news is that although I remained active, it was nothing on a routine basis. The summer had me out hiking and Geocaching as well as out camping with the family. As the season progressed into fall, I was still out hiking and Geocaching. Now with winter settled in, my outings have dropped to negligible. The weather hasn’t been bad, but in my part of the country it’s snowed, melted, and then froze; then snowed melted and froze again. Walking anywhere became treacherous let alone trying to go for a run or hike. I thought about getting a membership at a local gym, but we were house hunting over a wide area at the time so “local” was relative, depending on what part of the city (or cities in our case) we may end up.

At the start of November my wife was laid off so my free space was taken up with a 4 year old at home who’s up at the crack of dawn taking over the TV… or at least that’s been my excuse, and I fully admit that I’ve used it as an excuse. I have those DDP Yoga DVD’s still staring me in the face as a blatant reminder that I need to be the parent and take the time I need. Half an hour away from the TV isn’t going to kill him. His toy minefield is another story and does make it a little more difficult to navigate though.

I’m surprised I survived the holiday season without a new onset diabetes. The problem with working as a nurse is often the nursing station is a sugar buffet due to the generosity of patient’s families (fruit and veggie platters everyone, PLEASE!). Healthy eating goes right out the door with enough temptation that would make the good Lord buckle.

The bad part about all of this time is that I really haven’t lost any weigh (according to the scale). The good news is that I also haven’t gained any weight! I actually find myself able to get back into clothes that I haven’t worn in years! I now wear a size 40 jeans properly; which means that it actually fits across my navel, instead of me squeezing into the jeans by fastening it up underneath my roll and letting it flop over the top of the jeans!

I’ve also been able to fit back into my Paintball pants, which I  haven’t worn in at least 7 years or more. Consequently, it gave me inspiration to perhaps get back into the game, which has turned into a full-blown explosion of my passion for the sport. Paintball was my physical and mental release, as well as my main social outlet for many years. It’s a connection I lost when I quit. I’m back in with my wife’s full encouragement.

So while things have been okay, they still could be a lot better. It’s now been over a year since I stopped eating from fast food outlets and I’ve managed to maintain that, however I still struggle to maintain an adequate eating program in other areas. I’ve been giving into temptations and treats more than I should be and it’s simply me not exercising my own will power. I should be somewhere in the advanced level of the DDP yoga by now instead of looking at starting from scratch again. The program is supposed to have a support structure built into that that I think I need to look at optimizing. I know what I need to do. I just need to get off my backside and start dong it!

This pause in the plans does NOT mean that I’ve failed! I don’t believe you’ve truly failed until you quit, and I’m nowhere near that point! This is a hiccup and I understand that they happen. While progress has been negligible, I haven’t slipped back. As I say, take the little victories. I recognize the need for me to get back on my game and step it up. I need to set some new goals and find something to shoot for. I’m still 20 to 25 pounds from my goal weight, and I’ll probably still adjust that goal when I get to it. But first, let’s achieve that one.

Also, I need my damn TV back…

start again




Having a child means the lessons they teach you are as important as the lessons you teach them.

I love this picture of Liam, as it’s a reminder for me to stop and appreciate the simple things in life.

This was taken a the ShyLynn Ranch Campground in Salmon Arm, BC.  As soon as we got there, Liam laid claim to the sandbox, and if he wasn’t riding his bike, he was in there. It’s what he enjoyed, and what he wanted. Despite us having a short dust-ball to deal with (think Pigpen from “Peanuts”) he was happy in there, and all it was is a bunch of sand in a tire… and a couple of his toys. What could be more simple?

Where are you really happy? Surrounded by your stuff, or away from it all?

I know I’d much rather be outside in the simplicity of nature! Now if I could just shake this damn bug…

Still alive!

For starters, I want to issue an apology to my followers for lack of updates lately. It’s been a busy summer.

The approaching winter has me doing preparations around the house, and then afterwards, maybe some more time for updates. I have several ideas in the works, as well as some projects from this summer that need to be finished. Doing my best to keep on track, but a re-focus is necessary and up-coming.


Daddy Time.

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Last week, it was a holiday Monday here in BC.

I had just got off a night shift. I was tired and hungry. My wife was telling me that she and Liam were planning on going up to Davidson Orchards in Vernon; his favourite place in the world! They had corn on special that day, for taking home and ready to eat. I had wished I could have gone with them. With work, I had barely seen either of them that weekend, but I was feeling the effects of two nights, bad sleep, and crappy sleep patterns. As we were discussing this, Liam walked up to me, pointed his finger at my head and loudly proclaimed: “Daddy! You come to the farm with us!“.

Apparently I’m not going to be sleeping for a bit…

Times like this I need to relish while they last. Right now, he wants me around. Someday there will be a time where he’ll be to cool to hang out with his old man. I might as well enjoy this while it lasts!

A "Smile" cookie, a tractor ride, and life is complete!

A “Smile” cookie, a tractor ride, and life is complete!

I don't know why he always looks so angry eating corn?

I don’t know why he always looks so angry eating corn?

"I splash you Daddy!"

“I splash you Daddy!”




We interrupt this exercise program to bring you… Life!

Today was the first time in over a week I did something from my usual exercise routine.

This is the biggest lapse I’ve had in regular exercise since I started. It’s not that I haven’t been active (downright busy as a matter of fact!), I just haven’t done my usual intensity of a run or bike regime.

Last week it was a great weekend of camping with hiking and moments at the beach; followed by 5, instead of 4 days of work with a hike up a mountain thrown in the middle of it all; a day to veg to collect myself, and a day with my (who I thought was sick at the time) kid. Throw in the usual household duties and it gets to be a busy time. I’ve come closer to the 300 mark again, but fluctuations happen. I could sit around and beat myself up over it, but what is it going to accomplish?

Point is, that in the middle of our best intentions, life happens. It’s a hiccup, and it’s not going to be the only one. It might be a setback, but it’s not the end of the world. You pick up from where you left off, and you keep going.

You don’t fail when you’re not successful, you fail when you stop trying!