If we were having coffee…

I’d be like “Hey there, stranger!” It’s been a while hasn’t it. My apologies, life has caught up with me, overtaken me, and then some. Here’s what’s going on with me.

If we were having coffee, I would tell you that I’m now a “digital marketing specialist” intern – and hopefully after nine weeks will be able to drop the intern part of that sentence! I’m working at a really cool digital marketing agency, and enjoying every second. That is part of the reason that I’ve been lost in space lately, school and internships are taking every bit of energy I have!

If we were having coffee, I would tell you that I’m drinking too much coffee. Comes with the marketing territory I suppose. I would also tell you that despite the coffee, I’m really proud of myself for getting 8 hours of sleep every night since my internship started. I need it, being so tired and all!

If we were having coffee, I would tell you how excited I am some of my high school girlfriends from Toronto now live in Vancouver. We went to this free Andy Warhol art exhibit yesterday, and had a blast after work. Working downtown has its perks for sure. A few of us are also going to Vernon, Washington for the tulip show this Saturday!


If we were having coffee, I would tell you that thanks to above internship, I will be able to run the Sun Run 10km in early April! They have a team set up, and have paid for their newest lowly intern digital marketing specialist to join them! One item off my fitness bucket list.

If we were having coffee, I would tell you I’m absolutely paranoid about accidentally eating a chili again – last time was NOT fun. Every time I have an anaphylactic reaction, I may as well hit the “reset” button on my fitness level.

Finally, if we were having coffee, I would tell you how sorry I am for not being more active on here, and how awesome I think you are! I would also tell you that I’m super addicted to Full House on Netflix – didn’t even realize it started a year before I was born. 1980’s sitcoms for the win.


What would you tell me if we were having coffee?

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Life Lesson #5: Slow Down

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Good morning.

It’s been a little while since I’ve just sat and wrote, without theme or agenda. Life has been interesting lately, I don’t know if you can feel it, but a shift has happened for me.

I’m almost done school. A week ago, I was in the hospital. Two days ago, my amazing team and I presented our final project to a real client. We pitched an entire marketing plan to a real client. It felt amazing. My team may then have been honoured and memorialized through pictures on my Instagram over the past few days — I would apologize for the frequency of the posts, but as they are five of the most amazing people I have EVER met — there seems to be no point to that.


See? They’re the best.

I’ve been feeling slow and shaky lately with my runs and with my workouts. After an anaphylactic reaction my body goes back to square zero. It is slow, it is painful, my electrolytes are all out of whack – my breathing is laboured, and my chest often hurts. It isn’t ever an emergency – but it is uncomfortable. I get dehydrated quickly and exhausted even faster. My heart rate skyrockets when it isn’t supposed to, and I have to sit and catch my breath.

I’m used to it, post-reaction, and my friends are amazing at going slowly, but it doesn’t make it any less inconvenient. I am admittedly not a patient person and I am that person who strides when she walks – my shorter friends often get upset with me for going so quickly. However, this week, I’ve been yin yoga-ing and slow walking to ensure recovery, and I definitely feel better. However it pains me to know that as I take time to recover once again, I lose any muscle and stamina I had.

I have a half marathon to conquer this year. I refuse to not do it. I may just have to do it my way.

So the plan? To focus on the good. I have successfully incorporated Shakeology into my daily routine, and that definitely helps me ensure I have the right balance of vitamins and minerals to ensure recovery. I can yin yoga and relax my mind — I’m basically a walking coping mechanism for stress. As my classmates drink and have their heart rates high and stay up late — I’m being forced to take care of myself.

That’s the lesson here, isn’t it? That in the midst of a trying time, I have slowed down enough to recognize what is good. I am able to travel and I am going to do so next week. I’m going to see people who love me and who I love. I’m surrounded by people who care about me. Last weekend, as I laid in the emergency room exhausted and defeated I watched my phone light up like a little light sabre in the corner with messages of concern and love and hope and joy.

The beauty of all of this is that I have realized that in the past three years, I’ve built up quite the support system in Vancouver. As many of you know, moving somewhere new can be lonely. It can feel like you will never rebuild the relationships or the friendships that you had once before. Obviously my friends and family in Ontario still mean the world to me – but I also no longer feel totally alone out here.

So this week I learned that it is okay to slow down. I’m so grateful for that lesson.

There is a lot of good ahead, and whatever your struggle is personally, know that sometimes, being slow and forced to stop can be the biggest blessing of them all.

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