… You [Will] Look Like A Man!

Society is slowly changing the way it looks at women. I say slowly, because let’s just admit that a sleeping snail is probably moving faster, but phrases like “strong is sexy” and “healthy is happy” are phrases I hear more than the “skinny is best” emphasis that was placed on all women when I was growing up in the 90’s.

This post is about how along with some of those changes, society has decided that we can be TOO muscular.. TOO healthy… and nobody takes the heat for this kind of thought process more than somebody like Serena Williams. JK Rowling tweeted out about Serena’s win, and somebody responded by saying her success is purely because she is “built like a man” (read more about Rowling’s epic response here).

Here’s the thing folks. I don’t understand why we feel the need to constantly classify each other. I am me, you are you, we are all unique and individual – there is likely NOBODY out there on this planet who is the same as you (unless you’re one of identical multiples). So saying somebody is “built like a man” means what, really? I can think of a few defining “manly” characteristics, but I’m pretty sure I can’t get them by going to the gym. And even then, the definition of “man” and “woman” is still pretty fluid.

This is how I feel every time somebody tells me that lifting is going to make me more like a “man.”



So here’s the deal. I’ll do what I want to do, and you do what you want to do. And if what you want to do is sit on social media berating anybody for being fierce, and a badass, and making their own choices in a world where its SO HARD to do that without judgment… then so be it. I’ll probably be at the gym.


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Scotiabank 5km and running for a cause

Yesterday I ran a 5km. I also hiked 8k, took an ice bath in mountain water, and practically got run off that trail by a bear cub, but that’s for another post.

First race of the year in the books. I’ve never done any of the Scotiabank races here before. For those of you who don’t live in Vancouver, there are two pretty big half marathons in May and June. The BMO half marathon and 8k, which I ran last year, and the Scotiabank half marathon and 5km.

This race was relatively well organized. The expo was a little sparse, and the t-shirts were gender oriented – cause apparently girls wear pink and boys wear green – and the on the course volunteers were not the most enthusiastic BUT there were enough water stops on the 5k and it was a pretty good day.

It was HOT. Especially for Vancouver in June. It was 86 F (30 C) for most of the race. I started the race with my coworker Sydney and she took off around the .5km mark. At the end, we met up with two of our other coworkers who had just finished the half marathon in the same brutal heat. We look pretty happy, but that’s probably because someone just fed us bananas.

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I’m on the right. The only one wearing cool shoes.

So this race was important for a few reasons… why? Let me share those with you.

1. The first race where I set three mini goals instead of one big one.

My overall goal was to finish in <45 minutes. My fastest 5k is just around 30 minutes, but its been a LONG time and a few injuries. My “I would be happy if” goal was <40 minutes, and my “I wouldn’t believe it” goal was <35. I finished at 39:12. This is a victory!

2. The first race where I came in the top 100 of my age group.

For the first time, I came in the top 100 of my age group in a race. I’m in an older age group now, the 25 – 29’s, than when I was first racing, but apparently you get faster as you get older. Don’t quote me on that, I have no scientific evidence, but somebody told me that you peak in your early 30’s. I came 92/190 in this race, and that made me a happy camper.

3. I got to the start line and crossed the finish line.

I love to not race. Well, not “love” to, but sometimes when I haven’t trained and I feel crappy, I won’t make it out. I ran maybe two 5kms earlier this month which is bad because I’m training for a half marathon in August (supposed to be)… but I got out there and ran it and it felt GOOD.

4. Medals and races remind me why I run

I love the race environment and I too easily forget that. Crossing this finish line was a great experience, and I’m so happy to have raced this one with my coworkers!

5. I ran for others#Eliminatethewait

I dedicated my race to the Women Against Violence Against Women’s Rape Crisis Centre in Vancouver. I ran in support of eliminating the wait – because I believe that no woman should have to wait for counseling after a sexual assault. When I put a goal like that on a race, finishing it matters, no matter what the time.

Here’s to my next races this summer. August 15th is the Seawheeze Half Marathon (my first!), and then I’m aiming for the Eastside 10k on September 19th, and more than likely the Rock N’ Roll Half Marathon October 24th. I’ll add three more medals to my collection by the end of the summer, and hopefully see some health improvements along the way. Cause man does running feel good!



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