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HELLO 2020!

Its just funny to see how my writing have been inconsistent in the past years. Still i think about writing quite often.

So, what happened in the past years?

I was in school until spring 2019. It went by so freaking fast, i cant explain. Im sad i didnt get the time/took the time to enjoy it more. I mean you gotta wachu gotta do. At some point i had 2 jobs, an internship and of course was a full-time student. Didnt get the best grade but gneh i think i balanced everything just okay. So yeah, i gratuated in spring 2019. Hum...wonder where is my diploma.

Besides school, im opening my own business but then COVID said "bruh not todayyyy". I was mentally doing okay in the beginning of this pandemic but now...I just feel like time is sliding between my fingers. I cant barely accomplish what i plan in a day. Since..idk 2013-2014 i havent had a stable normal fucking schedule or income... Goddamn i cant wait anymore. Cant i open the gym already!?!?!!!

I need to find a way to release some stress and anxiety.

Actually...i think this helped.

See you soon tumblr, i hope. 24-10-20 YT

Hello 2017

Writing shit down here didnt really work for me in 2016 apparently...

NYE 2016

Hello tumblr! I hope you all had a great new year party. Seeing all those snapchats and facebook statuses made me want to share a little of my night too. I dont think anyone will find this story particulary interessting nor joyful but it was my reality that night.

(A few of you guys already know but for those who doesn’t for many reason i work in a bar on friday and saturday nights.)

Obviously NYE was going to be an very busy night for us but also very fun…well thats what i thought.

16:00 We’re having a staff meeting. It feels like we are getting ready for a war. One that no one here is ready for (because we’re mostly new employees). Oh well…ill just focus on my task and it’ll be good.

18:00 We’re having an staff meal before setting up the last details for the night. It felt a little like a family dinner. Except at this one some people dont care about who you are. We’re just collegues. Whatever! All i have in mind right now is the delicious food we’re having. Mes compliments au chef. #FoodIsLoveFoodIsLife

20:00 The doors just opened and the room is filling up with people very fast. Everything is going very well.

22:00 The service went good, we made it throught. More people are comming in now and they want alcohol! Its show time!! People are popping bottles everywhere. We’re running like bitches throught the crowd. (Btw we have a capacity of 300. We sold 380 tickets) Can you imagine carying buckets of ices, glasses, bottles throught these animals. It is exhausting.

23:50 We’re running around trying to give everyone their glass of Prosseco for the toast before midnight. People are getting agressive and i cant barely move around.

3… 2… 1… HAPPY NEW YEAR! 🎆🎉

00:00 It’s midnight and i have right now 3 buckets of ice in my hands for table 21, 22, 23. Everyone is kissing, hugging and of course drinking. Even the employes took a moment to celebrate. It seems like the world stopped for a few minutes. My world didnt. We’re thursday and im working. Thats it. No NYE. Do i not care anymore? Or im just not into NYE party i guess. Also something is different this year. Asolutely no one came to my mind at midnight. Nobody special, no friend nor family member. #Workflow

02:00 Every client in this place is drunker than ever. The unpleasant effect of the alcohoI is starting to make victims. Its ratchet'o'clock. I dont think i have to describe the situation with more details but lets just say i had no choice to elbow people real good. Its something ive never seen there since i started. People are becomming animals. Even the staff is starting to be tipsy.

03:00 The bar is a total wreck! Its going to take forever to clean. Yey for the non-productive-drunk staff.

06:00 Finally im home. Im feeling lonely and confused. Its not an unknown feeling. Im probably just tired. Also, good thing i didnt drink. Im done with getting shitfaced. People are so fucking weird when they do. Anyways in general today felt like any other day of work. F- NYE. Goodnight.

Obstacles courses racings are a way to challenge yourself and push your limits like we never do. Last saturday i did my last race of the season. Did a very good time. Heck! It was my best time. Im very proud of it! …well partly… Many factors influenced the result: preparations, effort, motivation…Rika. ~~~~~~~ I have been preparring this race for a year now. Started doing cardio more frequently. Trained 5 to 6 times a week. Did a test run at the Mont-Sutton race. Had a little fun and re-tested the run at the Mont-Orford race. Then september 11th comes. Long story short the gym i love so much is closing down. What am i saying? It wasnt just a gym…it was a place i could call home. But lets not get too emotional right now. So because of that and because every other employes were back to school i was living at the gym. Had to get up every morning at 5h30 then finish around 8pm. I was physicaly exhausted but i made money… (yes im poor very very poor). Im not blaming anyone else that me. I did lost sight of what was important. The day before was worst! Friday: work from 6:30am to 8pm then drove to quebec. We went to eat at La cage au sport. Found a last minute motel (because fuck reservations right? …) went to bed at 1am… A year of preparation wasted in those 24h… ~~~~~~~ My goal was to do it under 2:15. Which i didnt do. (2:17:22) but ultimately the goal was to finish the race knowing i gave every fucking once of energy i had. I wanted to know what’s this feeling when you win an sports even or w/e thats so important to you. (Throwback: i did sports in my childhood but not to a competitive level). Even more important! I wanted to feel how it feels to give it all and to push your limits to the very max. No its not like when you train and you stop because youre tired. Its more like you stop training because youre done. Its a point where its not even physical but mental. Halfway through the race my body gave up. (So much for preparation). I had cramps everywhere quads, calfs, hamstrings…name it. It pissed me off so bad! I jogged like a crippled but manage to move forward. But at one point it was so intense i stopped… i was so mad, so fucking mad at myself. I still am! How could i let myself down? I couldnt face another failure. i remember something i saw on internet i think. “Fight for those who cant”. Rika you made me do it. You made us go through probably the most difficult test of our lifes. So i thought that finishing this race couldnt be so bad after all. Ill always remember the last obstacle. The ¼ pipe wall. It seemed so much bigger than usual. I stood there a good 5 minutes. “I think im gonna skip this and directly go to the finish line”. My brain was thinking none sens! Then my very important buddy over that wall yelled. “Its right there! One more to go!" I ran and ran as fast as my crippled legs would let me. Then FUckingBAM! once over that wall a last but very intense cramp got me. I couldnt walk propperly but i didnt stop…i wasnt done. As i crossed the finish line i fell on the ground but felt this amazing most awesome feeling of accomplishment. This story may sound a little insignificant but no i love what i do. "Le corps accompli ce que l'esprit crois possible” YT 29-09-2015

A date to remember: 10/08/15

Its still very hard for me to talk about it but i guess i have to let it all out. I dont really know where to start but here it goes. Ive known this girl for about 11 years. In the past couple years we weren’t as close as in high school but we still talk to each other once in a while. She is the cutest little creature full of joy and full of energy. Many would say she’s like a pokemon lol. But there’s a thing with pokemons they are unpredictable…so unpredictable its scary… and now… im there wishing that the past month was just a dream. Why did you have to….*i just cant write it*. Even though we weren’t the closest… i think about you everyday. And when i visit your blog i just wish for one more post saying “im okay”. I tought i was strong but seeing you like this shattered my heart into pieces. There are so many unresolved questions. Now i found a way to deal with this situation. Fitness. Yes it was already my way of life. Yes i always talk about it. But now there’s something different now there’s this energy i can reach deep down, this anger, sadness mixed with confusion. I remember my first training after… well i pushed and pushed so hard i teared up thinking about you. Rika you are my motivation. And my next race ill run it for you. I miss you ♡

Xman Race Mont-Sutton 2015 :D

#ocr #xmanrace #5km

Hey Tumblr, its been a while. Sorry i was busy getting ready to FUCKING DO THIS SPARTAN RACE! I know its mainly a motivational blog but read it carefully and you’ll understand. (or nah w/e) December, I got invited by a client at the gym to do the Spartan Super. Weird right? (first thought: LOL NEVA). But slowly the idea grew in my mind. Why not? Why not challenge myself and go out of my comfort zone? Cause god knows i hate long distances. One things in my mind, that at the end of the race i’d be so proud of myself. So i said yes. January Just like the millions of people in this world January was the best time of the year to set new goals and plan the upcoming year. Why not, right? It also felt like a new start in life. Let me explain. It was like i didnt even remember what i’ve been doing before that decision whether is was about work, training or even personal activities. *DING DING DING* I realized something very very very important. I’ve been training for the wrong purpose. I was building my life around what i thought was fitness. Yes, partially but i have forgotten about my feelings. So i was building a life around working out to have a nice physique and healthy life style. How was that going to be usefull if i dont understand the reasons and the feelings behind my every acts? Thats where Bodyflow comes in! Story short: it wasnt about heavy weights anymore. It was about me enjoying something new! #feelings I then wanted to train and understand how my mind and body was working together. I was on a level beyond physical. So i trained 6 times a week with that mindset, got my meal prep done every sunday and had a pretty stable life.

February While re-discovering myself i decided to do something huge. Since training was now a passion, a new-er way of life. I signed up for university (which i also never thought id do…ever) HEY i even started running and i now enjoy it !! Day of the race After lots of training, i have never been so ready for something. (ok i wasnt cuz i got cramps on both legs and had to sat down for 20mins) But…i mean…i had snacks, i had my camelbak, i even skipped a night out with my bro’s so i can be in good condition. I did everything i could to perform (should i use the word survive?). Which was a horrible performance lol 5hours. It was the most difficult race i’ve ever done. To be honest i even thought of abandoning halfway in. It was an interminable fight between my mind and my body. I was continuously telling myself ‘’How would you feel if i abandon? I can’t abandonagain. Its my fight noone elses…’’ The situation may seem a little insignificant but its a big deal for me okay? Then the second i crossed the finish line i felt something new. It was pride and i love how it feels!! Today I dont think anyone understood how big of a deal it was for me and thats okay. I dont feel the need to tell anyone too. No stories to tell, nada! It was MYchallenge, MY adventure. Trifecta next year?…maybe ^___^

We’re all a little fucked up. And thats what makes you so interessting.

#latenightthoughts