… of the Towers and Trees,

They hit up Sneaky Dee’s,

Now they wait in the YYC.

Connecting to the coast,

To the west they love the most,

The Westjet girl was s’posed,

To bring my coffee: darkest roast

Davey, Davey, Davey, can’t you see

Sometimes your D’s just hypnotize me.

Alright… a little context now, right?

Little did I know when I booked the earliest flight home to Calgary, I’d have the opportunity to sit with a couple of new best buds of Towers and Trees, the Dave’s. AKA: Double Dee’s.

I bought the dude that had the aisle seat with these two guys off with a copy of my book. (Turns out his name is Wes, and he loved the book. Works with heavy equipment and is always sore. Loves music. Wanted it autographed, so of course I was pumped to hear that. )

Point being, do well. It’s important to do good, but it’s more important to do well.

Be kind to everyone you interact with. I’m flying back in to TO in a couple weeks because of that exact mentality. Good hangs always win.

More to come in the next few days… just stay tuned. And try to keep up, it’s insane in my life these days. Good kinda insane.

Catch y’all soon!

Xo

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Describe a situation that you’ve felt you’ve been wronged.

Describe in as much detail as you can why you’ve been wronged. Describe that person.

Did you describe them with any positive words?

How did the situation make you feel? Who was involved? How did it radically change you values? Your opinions of others? Your generalized opinion of the world? How did you have to change your life?

Define the word “forgiveness” without using a dictionary.

Can you forgive whoever did you wrong in the situation? Even if you choose not to forgive right now, what good could come of forgiving that person?

Put yourself in the place of the person that did you wrong. How could their childhood played a role in the incident? How do you think they felt when they did you wrong?

How does it feel to forgive the wrong-doer? And in what ways have you grown?

Okay, I’m certain you’ve heard it all before.

“I can’t sleep.”

“I hit a wall after lunch.”

“I can’t get motivated to exercise.”

“I’m just not happy… I’m not sure what I want… I’m just not feeling it…”

Hell, maybe you’ve even caught yourself saying something like that…

These are common things I hear when I ask people “what brought you in today?” when they first meet with me to undergo a lifestyle overhaul.

I’ve noticed happiness and living stress-free go hand in hand, so I thought “who doesn’t wanna feel awesome?!”

Here are my three and a half pro tips for reducing stress and feeling happy, for most of your awake time in life.

1. Get moving. Get outside. Get moving outside.

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It’s science. Exercise improves mood. Sunlight also improves mood. Put them together for a smorgasbord of awesome. If you wanna be happy, forget about the deadline of that project for ten minutes and just tune out, go be with nature and take a stroll. It’ll be great. Come back at it harder with a fresh take. It also helps if you have a rad dog in your life. They make everything better.

2. Speak in positive, “architecture” language.

 

Instead of saying things like “can’t”, “don’t”, “won’t”… try affirming what you “can” do, “do” want and “will” get.

It’s amazing how much more energy you reserve at the end of the day when you only focus on the positives. That starts with language. (For more on this, check with my buddy, Mark England of Procabulary.org)

3. Breathe and Meditate

Breathing is easy. We all just suck at it. Try this when you’re feeling anxious. It’ll surely calm you down. Inhale for 7 seconds, exhale for 7 seconds. Repeat 7 times. Namasteyin’ chill?

For meditation, it’s not some voodoo crazy shit. It’s just focusing your intent. There’s a sweet app I use called Headspace IMG_3735if you’re looking for a gentle introduction to meditation. Dig it.

Try it out. If that’s not your jam, pick up a book, a pen and paper and write, draw, build something, create… sometimes that’s the best way to get those thoughts out into the universe.

Or try active meditation. Get your gym bag and hit some weights or get on the bike. I have my greatest ideas on long bike rides.

3.5 Alright, this one is tough. Live with intent.

 

For everything from waking up, eating, playing on your phone. If you find yourself distracted with many things, your focus will stray…take control of your life! Put the phone down. Be with yourself and just chill. Everyone will hit the like button for your witty post tomorrow. Be intentional.

That’s is from me. As always, thanks for reading. ‘Til next time, namaste sweet!

M

I was bumped up on the therapy wait list. I head in Friday morning instead of two weeks from now, and that’s exciting. I embrace talking about my experience. It helps me fit things in and take things out.

I (re) learned a lot last night:

Great friends are always thinking about you and will always have your back.

I had to reschedule my session last night with my two best pals. They sent me this in lieu:

They are both doing so well and even when their coach isn’t there, they still push it. Champions are doing the work when no one is watching. These two are champs. Thanks guys.

Music is powerful.

I don’t know where to start.

Jess and Robb, thank you. Music and Motion was a compete hit tonight and you guys were great. I can’t wait to get some pictures up from the House. For now –

@jessandrobbmusic

These two beauties came with me to the Ronald McDonald House and played an awesome set of music for the kids and their parents while the kids basically used me as a jungle gym. It was awesome. The families loved it, mom and dad got to relax, and that’s why I do this.

Then the show, K.Flay and Sir Sly both just killed it. The amazing thing about both of these artists is the poetic complexities. I’d strongly encourage you to take a listen to the hardships and the battles and the adversity in the art.

This is where the title comes from today. Borrowed and paraphrased K.Flay’s sign off before the last song she performed…”Remember, right now isn’t forever.”

That stuck.

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And leads me to wonder if the human condition has room to be fully complete…? or if the lifestyle choices and the drug use and addition and anxiety all lends itself to some higher form of the craft. Like seriously, what would we sing about? How would we relate to our audience if the new rock star lifestyle was about gluten free bread, hemp seeds and kombucha. Like how hard of a life is that?

Food for thought…

Children have so much to teach us, but we adults have a hard time with humility.

How come my nephew can squat, jump, balance and do bear crawls but my 20 something clients can’t?

Just an example…

Last night I was a human jungle gym for 6 kids 5-9 years old and feed a straight diet of sugar. And we got them all under control and relaxed. They respond well when you ask them to perform a task. They do not respond well when you tell them what not to do…

Thanks Mark England.

Child whisperer. That’s my alias.

Again, we await RMH photos for evidence.

We busy ourselves with what’s important. We prioritize our needs.

Or at least we should. Don’t take it personally, but do take it as a sign that the effort isn’t mutual and there’s a disconnect if you feel that you’re reaching and grabbing and the reciprocation is just not there.

Carry on.

Thank you for checking this out. Again, moral of the story is whatever you’re going through, highs and lows, it’s temporary. Nothing is a forever and you will be better off because of all the experiences you go through. Learn to embrace it and the journey is wicked fun.

Thanks for listening!

Til next time,

Stay sweet!

There are so many examples of this in every aspect of our lives.

It blows my mind sometimes.

Get this. My dog doesn’t eat his dog food when I give him the option of prime rib. Why? Well of course he gets more immediate gratification from the tasty human food.

Dog brain is oddly similar to human brain. It must be the animal in us…

Let’s look at broccoli versus donuts.

Immediate gratification – for sure the donut. The dopamine triggered from that high glycemic indexed, highly inflammatory food choice (I say choice because I don’t believe something that is contributing to the epidemics of obesity, diabetes, heart disease etc should be in the same league as longevity-promoting, nutrient-rich real food) is unparalleled. You’re happy emotions are running high after that first bite. Much like the crackhead’s experience with their first hit of smack.

Here’s the thing. That feeling is as temporary as the satisfaction of a new instagram follower. It lasts for a few moments and then, like an addiction, you need more.

You wonder why you can’t seem to get into shape when January rolls around, yet you tend to avoid actually taking action and hiring a professional to keep you motivated and accountable.

You didn’t do anything drastic enough to incite change.

Would you try to build a house from scratch?

Your health is your foundation. It’s the only thing you have to live in your whole life.

So why the heck haven’t you hired a professional to help you take care of that?

It’s just incredible how people can go on thinking that things will magically happen for them. Without DRASTIC, IMMEDIATE and STRATEGIC action to any plan you might have, it’ll always be just that. Just a plan.

Again, thanks for stopping by.

Til Next Time,

Namaste sweet!

Ps. If you want to learn more about proper programming, exercise and fitness tips and don’t wanna break the bank, join me this Sunday! I’m going to host a free educational webinar on how to get in shape and stay there —-> click here to register

Starts at 6:07 pm MST

Hope to see ya there!

As I stand here, warming up in the bomby -2.5C Calgarian November morning, I look around to see nothing but open park, glorious cityscape and a few tourists over the stairs at Crescent Heights. The same stairs that the team and I meet every Sunday, at 11:07.

Not this Sunday though. I was the lone wolf.

I heard lots of inquiries, lots of interest, some were unfortunately sick and others had previous engagements and that’s all fine. I’m okay if you don’t show up. I have zero influence on what people prioritize until they see what health and wellness will do for them.

Ironic because most of the excuses I hear revolve around “I’m tired, I’m gonna sleep in, I’ve been working nights, I’m getting sick, I have no time for that…” which all stem from the root of why you should be joining me every Sunday at 11:07!

I don’t do this because I like it all the time. I do it because I know the alternative of depression, anxiety, poor conditioning, sickness, lethargy, zero motivation, ambition and the feeling of insecurity far outweighs the shitty 35:07 of a little hard breathing, muscle soreness and pounding heart. Yeah. I show up.

I’d encourage you to do the same the next time you say you will. Physically and mentally. At the end of the day, you’re only letting yourself down.

I did my reps.

I️ get it now.

I️ actually caught myself, first thing today – “I hate this job.”

Woah. Okay, what?

It’s not the job. Well, kinda. I️ mean, I’m still super grateful for having friends that can help me out in dire times, but the lesson has been learned.

“You’re so much more than a shovel.”

That’s what Steve told me when I reached out for help and support today when I️ was really hurting. There’s been few people in my life over the years that can pick me up with elegance but also get me to respond and make the appropriate change. Thank you, Steve. And everyone else I was in touch with today.

I stopped my job, emailed cardiology; my nurse and counsellor from when I was down after skating had to stop, and realized this time it was all about me.

My body was not going to do it today. Chest tightness, palpitations, you name it. My heart was not happy. Which is super concerning for those that know me. Overall, an uneasy fear described my morning. Like I said, “I hate this job”. Well, my body listened today.

It’s such a battle. Some days are totally fine. I’m 10/10 happy, jumping around being silly, then days like this make me want to quit everything and just lay in my bed.

I had a super haunting nightmare last night. I was back at the old house, Sarah answered the door. I was going back to just apologize, but it was mid day, so I️ don’t know why I thought I would see them all at Tuscany. Anyway, I don’t remember much but sitting around the kitchen table by myself, waiting.

There was an eerie feeling, hence the nightmare. I actually thought he was going to come home to kill me. A lot of people don’t know this, but on one of my first days at World Health Curtis attacked me with a belt, broke skin through my gym shorts across the side of my leg. I still have a scar. It would have been fitting for our first and last engagement to be so violent. Fucking psychopath.

I think the dream set my intent on the day.

I was not going to succumb to imminent death. I was glad to have woken up. So glad.

And from the nightmare of lack of control today and doing things that rob me of my soul, take my power and I’m committed to no longer allow for that.

Thank you Flo. As always, thanks for listening.

Reach out if you’re feeling like you’re in a dark place. There’s a ton of support and free counsel. Call health link, 811 for more info or just talk to your doctor. I gotta run to my appointment right now, so PEACE!M