A Much Needed Shopping Trip

I bit the bullet, a few days ago, and finally bought myself some decent underwear. It’s been a long time since I’ve had a proper bra.

For a long time after I stopped nursing, I continued to wear nursing bras, because they had been expensive and I wanted to get my money’s worth.

Once I started exercising and getting fit, I made the transition to workout bras. They are very comfortable and I wore them all the time, whether I was exercising or not.

Much as I love my comfy workout attire, I decided that the time had come to purchase a proper, lady-like, supportive garment, or two. So I went to LaSenza where I could be assured of quality and selection.

Here’s one of my new acquisitions. I can’t show you the other one ‘cause I’m wearing it.

If you think I’m going to post provocative photos of myself in my underwear, you’ve got the wrong blog. You wouldn’t want to see it anyway. The pillow looks better in its underwear than I do.

They were pricey compared to the shoddy stuff I’ve been buying at discount stores (which shall remain nameless). They do the job though. The girls are padded, supported and pushed up front and centre.

X Country Skiing

I promised you, earlier this week that would dust off the skis and take them for a spin. Today is the day. I am definitely going skiing. Off I go. Right now...bye.

Vancouver 2010 Olympic Winter Games

Say what you want about the Olympics. I know there are a lot of issues to debate. Different groups oppose the Olympics for a bunch of different reasons and some of the opposition is probably justified. But, you really have to hand it to the athletes...the honest ones that aren't doping.

I get so inspired by the athletes. Not just for their physical abilities and not just for the daring feats they attempt when the stakes are high. I admire them for their dedication. Most people can't stay dedicated to a regimen of diet and exercise for a month. This elite group manages to, literally, keep their eye on the prize and join the ranks of the best competitors in the world.

I'm jazzed up after watching the opening ceremonies last night. I'm going to dust off my cross country skis this week. I like to zip around on them pretending I'm a medal contender. Grownups can make-believe too. I'll wait until nightfall and do my skiing under cloak-of-darkness so the neighbours won't see me fall. I prefer skiing at night anyway. For me, nothing is more invigorating than skiing on a crisp, cold, clear winter's night. It's a workout and a meditation in one.