Category Archives: fitness

A review! Xtend Barre in Old Strathcona.

“We’re almost done, I promise!” – empty promises held by fitness instructors.

And yet, I still believe them. Don’t we all? This is my review of the relatively new business here in YEG called Xtend Barre. Come with me now on this magical journey in which I cannot feel my legs today, but damn is it a good pain.

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When you fail at yoga.

I’ve been doing yoga steadily on and off (which…doesn’t make sense) for about 5 wonderful years. For the past year, it’s been more ON than OFF, which is why failing at a yoga pose you know you can somewhat do is just peachy as hell and definitely not at all a huge bummer.

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When you’re angry at the world.

I’ve been in an angry shit mood for a bit now, with hints of goodish/funish/okayish moments in between the garbage ones. These funks happen every once in a while, but they usually go away without any public embarrassment aka crying on the bus or making up bullshit fights with my husband in my head and then being angry at him upon him being in my presence. Life is great when you’re ability to chill has lost its fleek.

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You spin me right round.

Last Saturday, I had the privilege of attending a spin class at the relatively new spin studio in Edmonton called YEG Cycle. I had been to spin classes before and thoroughly enjoyed them once I mastered the ability to not have a broken you know what the next day. Naturally, I sauntered into the class like I was a pro at this to only find that I know nothing of the world.

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A brief conversation I had with a cookie.

It was decided on New Years that I was going to lose some weight for when I go to Europe in June. It’s always nice to have goals, right? Not that I complete most of them, or…any…of them, but according to other people, it’s nice to look back on the year and see how far you’ve progressed. I guess in my case, it’s always nice to look back on the year of uncompleted resolutions. And then make new ones! The cycle continues!

Life is a revolving door of failures when you’re fresh out of fucks to give but full of cookies to eat.

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