by Kristin D.
8. March 2010 20:58
Our Coach stood at the front of the room at the whiteboard at our introductory class, checkmarking and printing and unleashing a whirling blur of information: power, output, full-body movements, paleo diet. I'd been listening earnestly till then but then my mind stalled out and refused to absorb: Diet, I thought, A fad diet and I'm not so sure about the whole Caveman premise.
I thought: I'll work out here, I like the premise of full-out, strong, short workouts and this seems right up our adrenaline-fuelled, mildly masochistic sensibilities -- but I'll keep eating what I'm eating. I've been seeing good results ...
[More]
by Kristin D.
3. March 2010 16:16
My brother left home when he was 14, a gangly kid with pin-width legs,an affable smile and a shot-on-goal that could tear a bleeding hole through sheet metal. He was a talented hockey player, and had been touted as a Future NHL Star from the time he was 6 years old. He was a semi-professional hockey player before he could drive a car.
He returned home the following summer for break: suddenly taller than me, with giant arms and a steely resolve, suddenly determined to take over the world. He needed summer work and I got him a job bussing tables at the pub where I worked as a waitress. During those long shifts, the door would...
[More]
by Kristin D.
23. February 2010 09:26
I am in the process of writing part 2 of Corey's story, but it's suprisingly hard. Usually I sit down at the keyboard and stuff just tumbles out of my brain and on to the page but it's different with this because I want to do his words justice. I want to relay things precisely, in a way that adequately captures the roller coaster of a journey he's been on, and how that all fits into where he is today. It's an amazing story and I'm freezing a bit, worried I won't do him justice. So thank you for bearing with me.
Anyway, we've had a few emails from readers interested in learning more about what we're eating. So in the i...
[More]
by Kristin D.
18. February 2010 21:17
Corey and I originally plotted to escape Vancouver during the winter Olympics. We'd rent out his apartment to the highest bidder and go to surf school in Costa Rica. Or maybe we'd take a break from our work-packed days and just lie, device free, on a pier somewhere, next to crystal green water.
But Corey's apartment didn't rent and our cat needed ridiculously expensive surgery and a million other things happened to make escaping impossible. So,we decided - we'd just have to brave the crazy traffic and swarming crowds and irritating tourist masses and hole up inside our house with our vats of egg whites and multitudes of lea...
[More]
by Kristin D.
11. February 2010 15:31
At our first Crossfit class, our trainer asked Corey and I what it meant to be fit. I turned to Corey expectantly because he is better at talking. There's a reason I write.
Corey explained that fitness, to him, was the ability to do anything - any kind of physical activity - with ease. Scale mountains, I thought, sprint when you're 60, race to Starbucks with your four year old, ad nauseum.
Dave was nodding energetically, yes, yes. He told us: most people provide examples of people or events when they define Fitness. Fit is an Ironman athlete. Fit is Michael Phelps, minus the bong. Fit people have ri...
[More]