Just under a year ago we started this journey – and I’m happy to report that ten months later, we are still loving this big, eclectic city. When we first moved here, we picked an apartment based on the friendliest property managers who were willing to send us various photos and answer our many questions. We moved in less than 24 hours after completing our American visa interviews, having never physically seen the space before…
I’ve always loved make up – you can blame this on the fact that I’ve always been a girly girl. I may have played soccer since I was five years old, but what I don’t brag about is the fact I was (almost always) the kid picking flowers and socializing instead of actually chasing the ball…
When I look back at who we were this time last year, I’m amazed at the differences. Sure, you still have that tuft of curls that fall across your forehead and I’m still an over-analyzing ball of anxiety when it comes to dealing with the American visa system, but oh, how we’ve changed. One year ago we got married in a small ceremony in front of a warm fireplace and most of our closest friends and family. The wedding, planned just five days before, was a blur of laughter, tears and the certainty that things would never be the same as they were in that exact moment…
I can’t believe it’s February already – January flew by and Chicago treated us to a somewhat mild month (compared to previous January averages). This means that sticking to my resolutions of treating my body with kindness through regular exercise and nutritious food was a lot easier. While most of my running happened on the treadmill, I was lucky enough to get outdoors a couple of times in milder (see: foggy) weather to train. And it felt so. damn. good…
It’s hitting around that time of year when we start each day with a mental count down to spring. J has started stating every time there’s a cold wind or ice on the sidewalk “we’re almost to summer now.” While that may be optimistic, I’m hanging on to the remaining cool days, remember when the summer heat was too hot to walk outside unless it was between patios and drink specials. I’ve never really loved the heat, coming from Canada’s East Coast, I grew accustomed to wet, moderate summers where we enjoyed the rare days above 30°C but much preferred when the evenings cooled down and we bundled up around the campfire…
If you’ve read my New Years Resolution post, you already know that 2016 was an emotional rollercoaster of a year – in a love/hate kind of way. I married the love of my life with the most perfect elopement, he moved to America not long after and we spent our first six months as newlyweds living apart. After leaving my job and moving to Chicago, times were still challenging as we navigated our new life. This period of adjustment (that I’m still in) made me realize the importance of finding balance in 2017 – whether it’s in my relationship with food/fitness, my mental health or how I choose to perceive my body each day…
Have you ever thought you were one type of person only to discover you’re the polar opposite? I’ll give an example, two years ago my now-husband and I planned a one month backpacking trip through Germany, Austria and Italy. We peppered our itinerary with must-see landmarks, hidden gem restaurants, budget hostels and five-star hotels (for the odd treat). During the six-month planning phase, I perused Pinterest about how to pack a 50L backpack, googled tips for hostel-dwellers and Instagram creeped the crap out of wanderlust accounts…
For the better part of my life I’ve tried to lose weight – from when I was in grade four and the class bully asked me if I was pregnant, to literally four months ago when I was down to the crunch of fitting into my wedding dress. I have tried it all: fad diets, weight loss programs, cutting out dairy and wheat, 30 day challenges – until I just didn’t anymore. After our wedding reception, I had grown weary of counting every step on my Fitbit and tracking every morsel of food that entered my mouth (except wine – wine doesn’t count, right?)…
2016 – wow, what a year. And I’m not saying that while reflecting on what happened across the globe in 2016. I am just reflecting on my own, little space. I got married to one of the best people in my world; traveled to Spain, Portugal and Morocco with my crazy family; I lived in the same province as my best friend for the first time in nine years…
If we’re anything alike, you most likely have your winter skincare routine down to a system by now. The cold, harsh winter always dries out my skin and leave me thirsty (ha) for hydration. While the products I use each year tend to change up every once in a while, my system remains pretty much the same.