Sunday, October 10, 2010
I imagine that this blog and my other comments could be confusing to some of the community as we in Canada celebrate "our" Thanksgiving earlier in the calendar (and NO its has NOTHING to do with the winter- in spite of some misconceptions some might have ). The thanksgiving we
celebrate has its origins in a celebration Martin Frobisher had (after safely returning from exploring the Arctic in 1578). I still recall some ambivalence about this weekend and its association (along with other holidays namely Christmas) with over indulgence and need I say it gluttony. I recall my first time working for the federal government 10 years ago in the High Arctic at a weather station (on a three month rotation- one of the best jobs I ever had why did I quit?) and they had a very nice meal. Actually it was TOO NICE if you get my meaning. Its not like I hate food but at times it seems like food hates me, at least if you take into account how effortlessly one can put away the pounds as opposed to taking them off - I am an asthmatic so I dont always like aerobic exercise particularly when I haven't worked up to it. I know I gained probably a good 25 or 30 lbs when I was in Eureka so when I cam e down south it was tough to lose (although having to bank my OT made it easier as I had 3 months off) Fortunately I go into exercise and I was still going to karate 3 times a week (including one night I was teaching at my own dojo) so it made it a bit less daunting. I rue the days when I was 18 with the metabolism to match (of course you ave to wonder if its all do to declining age or is it simply the lack of moving?).