Friday 26 October 2012

“Exercise gives you endorphins. Endorphins make you happy. Happy people just don't shoot their husbands, they just don't.” – Legally Blonde


 A CreComm grad once said it very important in this program to have a hobby. Everyone needs an activity. It helps us to forget daily craziness for a moment and to maintain an internal balance.  I decided to take up some hot yoga classes for the winter.

I’m not new to hot yoga so I knew what I was in for: sweat, sweat, and more sweet in between exhausting poses. What got me through my first class back was my instructor joking around, smiling, and knowing that I’ll feel fantastic afterwards.

My tips for hot yoga:
  • Drink a lot of water beforehand to stay hydrated during class
  • Know your limits, it’s okay not to be pro
  • Try every pose – challenge yourself – have no regrets
  •  Bring your shower gear because you’ll want to rise off after
  • Don’t plan anything following class – my face is always flush red and I’m exhausted

During the 90minute stretch class all I did was focus on my body.  I forgot about deadlines, projects and work schedules. I did every stretch properly and yes, the next day my body ached - but in a good way. Each week it will become easier.

Before CreComm, producing radio was my hobby. Monday mornings I would be at school at 7am to be on-air for 8am. Now radio is a class and I get graded.  Seems almost cliché to do yoga but people have been doing it for a long time; it’s been around since 300BC. Yoga doesn’t feel like exercise (no running! no weights!) and as a result it has quickly become my favourite kind of exercise. My stiff achey muscles become loose and flexible after a warmed up stretch. 

Yoga makes me happy, but perhaps another activity will work for you. Perhaps it’s movies, sports, knitting, cars, computers, dancing, or traveling - woot. Make time for the good stuff to make the hard stuff worth it. Do what you love. 

Friday 19 October 2012

Pay it forward!


My blog post is inspired by my research for my personality profile. I did my profile on Father Bohdan Lukie, a priest at St. Joseph’s Ukrainian Catholic Church.

The sermon I listened to last Sunday was about random acts of kindness. It’s time to take note from the stranger who paid for your coffee or the lady that held the door open for you. Small acts of kindness make your day a little better, so why not pass it on?

On the weekend I walked into the bay and bought a present for a friend, just because! No occasion necessary. Something I saw, and I couldn’t wait for Christmas. He loved it and I felt good for making his day better. I went on to buy two booster juices, one for me and one for a friend. Happiness all around.

Try it for yourself. By making someone else’s glass half full you can feel a little better too. Be nice and pay it forward.  

Friday 12 October 2012

Sleep tight, don’t let the bedbugs bite


October 11, 12 - I slept in ... again. Whose brilliant idea was it to have class at 8am?

How are we supposed to see the glass half full? 

My alarm went off at 6am in order to get ready and get into my car for 7am to get to school for 8am. Not pretty. Yes, it takes me an hour to get to school. Living outside of the city has its disadvantages some days more than others.

When my clock read 6am I gazed at it with disapproval. Three different assignments are due today. They were all done days in advance but alas my OCD took over and I transformed into the queen of editing. I was up late the night before yet again. It’s a vicious cycle. For some strange reason I can't leave my work alone. I'll look over it, again and again, wondering if it would sound better if I tweek it. Bedtime has quickly become 12am. 6 hours of sleep is not okay.

At 6:01am I squint my eyes and go back to sleep, thinking I have another 15minutes before I really need to be up.

Sleep has become a high priced commodity. I use to take it for granted. Now I try to power nap whenever I can, but I still need to perfect the art. The best sleep is when you fall full force onto a comfy just laundered bed, the one with really fluffy sheets, you curl up and are out for a full 8 hours. Pure envy right now.  

If I don't get the right amount of sleep I'll have a pounding headache for the rest of the day.

I finally woke up at 6:50. Ten minutes - till I’m late. Luckily I’m skilled in the art of the art of the fast and out-the-door wake up. I made it to school on time with minutes to spare. Moral of the story - get more sleep. Today I’m practically a walking zombie. 

Some say sleep is for when you're dead. I think not! One third of our life is spent sleeping. A rested Alex is a happy one, a more productive one, and a lady who sees the glass half full. My new goal - an earlier bedtime,… and try to leave my work alone.

That was yesterday…
Guess who got a full 8 hours sleep last night? After watching some mindless Kardashian television of course.We don't judge. I’m refreshed and ready to take on my pile of homework again.
Today is a glass half full kinda day because I got my beauty sleep! After a bad day all you need is sometimes is sleep to see the glass half full again.  

Thursday 4 October 2012

"You are ze corned beef to me, and I am ze cabbage to you." - Pepe Le Pew


Love, whoa. It’s immeasurable, powerful and frankly a necessity. There are many types of love, but the basic principle is giving, sharing, and showing appreciation. Once you’ve found it how do you keep it?

As I was sitting in the mezzanine at The University of Winnipeg the other day I might have eavesdropped on a conversation behind me. Although if you’re going to talk that loudly its no longer eavesdropping its public knowledge. The story is this woman broke up with her boyfriend and now she feels it’s appropriate to put him down in every which way. Apparently he’s a jerk doesn’t give her the love she needs. Boy, I felt her wrath across the comfy couches!

If he was such a terrible person why did you even consider dating him, never mind being in a relationship for a year! At what point did you realize a jerk… or is he? He must have some redeeming qualities. Otherwise, talk about an extremely poor judge of character. 

Pet peeve: In the aftermath of a break up one partner creates a villain out of their ex. He or she becomes a jerk and now friends are required to choose sides and sympathize. Thanks for breaking up, not. They seem to forget any positive qualities that the other person may have had in order to rationalize ending their relationship.

Did you know…

  •      The divorce rate (per 100 marriages) in Manitoba is 30.2 according to Manitoba essentials at www.bookofeverything.com
  •      The average rate of divorce in Canada is around 38%,
  •      This means that 4 out of 10 marriages will end before they have the chance to reach their 30th anniversary.
  •      Yikes. Although, our percentage is far less than the Americans! Ha!


Why does this happen? There are serious problems such as alcoholism, domestic violence, and infidelity, however a more common problem is a simple lack of communication.
 If the woman in the mezzanine had found her partner’s love language and spoke it, then communicated to him what her love language was, perhaps their relationship may have survived another day. Just a guess. On a serious note; Gary Chapman’s The 5 Love Languages: the Secret to Love that Lasts has helped me in my relationships, so I thought I would share my findings.

Think about it this way: A person who speaks only English would have a hard time understanding someone who speaks only Japanese. The difficulty we encounter once we have found love is how to maintain the ‘spark’. Some say ‘spark’ is fictional - but hey, I like to be optimistic. So for this blog it exists.

“Keeping love alive…is serious business” says Gary Chapman.

Each of us speaks and appreciates different love languages. This love thing is hard work but it’s worth it. The five love languages are: Words of Affirmation, Quality Time, Gifts, Acts of Service, and Physical Touch. (Each category is reasonably self-explanatory so I’ll let you pick up the book if you’d like more detail)

Gary Chapman describes how each of us has a ‘love tank’. Cute. When someone speaks our language it fills that tank. Running a ‘love tank’ on empty can be disastrous in a relationship. Here is the warning in his book:



What’s your love language? Curious?
Go on… take the Quiz!

“Once you identify and learn to speak your spouse’s primary love language, I believe that you will have discovered the key to a long lasting, loving marriage” – Gary Chapman

Chapman’s theory can be applied to other relationships. Check out his other books such as Appreciation in the Workplace.

Does his theory work? It did for me. Before I took the quiz I thought I was Words of Affirmation, I had to be, but I wasn’t. My results were Quality Time. Makes sense to me now.

I asked my family and friends what they thought my love language was… apparently it was obvious to them. When I feel my ‘love tank’ is empty its time to spend some quality time with the ones I love. I now know in order to communicate love to those around me I need to find their love language and speak it! When we love and feel loved it feels great.

To my readers, remember… never let your love tank become empty, and always keep your glass half full.