Matt Mays – The Past
My beautiful bike Mojito on the right and Matt’s whatever bike on the left
having a little intimate moment at the lookout point on Lions Gate Bridge.
Seriously…look at where we live. Always love this
view of Stanley Park as we come over the bridge.
First order of business as soon as we make it to Granville Island?
Bulldoze through all the children at the water park and run through the sprinkly arch.
A little over-the-shoulder action on Matt’s part.
On the patio of Bridges on Granville Island, refuelling
with a huge plate of nachos.
Burrard Street bridge looking both pretty and
daunting…we’d already biked for two and a half hours at this point!
A little nap break in the grass at English Bay.
A little photo-op at the lighthouse in Stanley Park. I have no idea what’s
wrong with Matt here, but if I had to guess, I’d say…everything.
The ishara x kitchening with carly pop-up macaron shop launch party. I handle the communications for ishara and was so happy to see so many people come out to support our joint venture with Carly. And the macarons? Beyond amazing. Seriously. I had like ten.
Some of my favourite ladies – love the little blogger family we’ve built here in Vancouver!
Check out more pics from the evening at ishara’s Facebook page!
So on to my thoughts of the week…they were few and far in between to be perfectly honest, but one thing that I definitely mulled over several times was this article by Garance Doré. It always makes me sad that so many North American women (and men for that matter) struggle with food and weight and have this weird obsession with both. Even a Parisian like Garance seems to have now fallen prey to the vicious cycle of extremes that tend to constitute North Americans constant “battle against the bulge”.
I am the furthest thing from an expert on the matter, but having been a girl who’s been surrounded by all sorts of eating disorders, bad body image, and insecurities that tend to befall most young women and yet somehow managed to maintain a happy weight for years with little to no effort, I do know this much: it doesn’t have to be that hard. It sounds almost too easy, but that’s the beauty of it: the more simply you approach everything, the better the payoff.
If you could even call them that, I’d have to say that these are my rules when it comes to maintaining your “happy weight”:
1) Enjoy food. This is probably the most important thing – if you love what you’re eating, the experience of it fills you up in both a physical and emotional way and you don’t need a bunch of “filler”. Eat regularly, naturally when possible, and never make yourself feel guilty for enjoying food. Try to eat as diversely as possible and enjoy all sorts of cuisine.
2) Move. Whether that means walking to work, taking the stairs instead of the elevator, going for a run, playing with your kids, whatever. If you like working out at the gym or lifting weights like I do, then by all means, do it. But only if you enjoy it. Lots of people aren’t into pumping iron the way that I am (and I mostly enjoy it cause I’m weird and like to flex my muscles with all the guys in front of the mirrors at the gym), so don’t force yourself into it if it’s not your thing. There’s so many ways of being active and everyone can find a type of activity that suits them.
3) Listen to your body. Is your stomach rumbling? Eat something. Are you already stuffed, feeling depressed, or eating for any other reason that isn’t to celebrate food or to fuel yourself? Then call a friend or go for a walk. If you listen to it, your body will give you the proper cues to keeping it healthy and happy. Following a set diet plan doesn’t take into account your body’s special, always-changing needs.
4) Learn to accept that your body has a particular shape. If your weight and shape have stabilized and you’re eating good, wholesome food, moving around, and getting good rest, then don’t fight it. That’s how your body is meant to be. If I starved myself or cut out baguettes as one of my main food groups, I’m sure the “big” parts of me (my butt, chest, hips, etc.) would shrink up, but that would be me pushing my body to be something it’s not simply for the sake of being more pole-like. Not only would I be depriving myself of some of my favourite foods (getting between me and carbs would only result in horrible things happening), but my body would be sitting at a weight that it’s not supposed to be at. That and I’d probably end up losing control and swinging into another unhealthy weight, one on the other side of the scale.
As I said, I’m no expert on the matter of nutrition or “dieting” and don’t want to come across as a know-it-all, but I am happy with my body and I think that counts for something. Sometimes it’s important to just remember that all the things we learned when we were kids (eat all the colours of the rainbow, go play outside, laugh lots) are much more effective rules to live by then whatever the new fad in dieting is offering. As for Garance, I hope she learns to fall back into her healthy French attitude towards eating and weight and doesn’t get all “New York skinny”. The woman is stunning and is the last person that should be beating themselves up because of their appearance.
Hope you’re all having an absolutely lovely Friday! Speaking of food, my friends and I have been planning a night of NACHOS for three days now and we’re about to go grocery shopping for all the ingredients. Now that’s what I’d call a happening Friday night…nachos and girl talk. We’re cool…
Image courtesy of Garance Doré