Snowshoeing and Sledding

It's still snowing in Vancouver! Unbelievable! Never would I have thought that I could go snowshoeing in my own back yard (check out the pics of Otis) and actually get a decent workout. Watching Otis jump around in the snow makes it that much more fun!

I've opted out of my gym workouts for the last two days in favor of playing in the snow. It's been two weeks since I've started back to to the gym and my jelly belly refuses to budge. Okay, granted...I've just had a baby and it's only been two weeks that I've been exercising regularly and yes, I have been eating the odd Christmas chocolate or cookie (or two.. okay three). Anyway, enough blabber about the flab......all in time. Right now I'm just focusing on getting my normal strength and endurance back to pre-Ellie times!

It may be because I'm out of shape but getting around in the knee deep snow is great exercise! Last night Otis and I even went sledding up the back of our house. He ended up greeting a bunch of tobogganers who then offered me a ride on one of their crazy carpets. Knowing that Otis would chase me down the hill, I was still curious to witness how he would react. As predicted, he chased me down the hill but at the bottom he attempted to eat my gloves and the sled. Note to self: next time I see tobogganers, put Otis on the leash. Or maybe, I will remember to take a garbage bag on our next walk and plan to do some training with Otis as I slide on my ass down the hill. The neighbors may start to talk about the middle aged woman and her dog tobogganing in the school yard but whatever. I guess I have to wait until Ellie is a few years older before I can get away with doing kid things and not getting weird looks from stuffy adults. If I didn't have a turkey to barbecue or a baby to feed, I would have stayed a little longer. Otis was having a blast and I was too! When, other than on Christmas day do a bunch of strangers invite you to go sledding with them anyway?!

The barbecued turkey was delicious and even though the weather prevented our family guests from enjoying Christmas dinner with us, we had a great feast by ourselves. Granted, we had to take turns eating while the other tried to settle a crying baby. I was starving by the time I sat down to eat my dinner at 9pm. How fortunate we are to have a warm roof over our heads and sharing yummy food together (albeit not exactly at the same time) when so many people in our city are struggling without.

Peace.