June Glossybox & Hanging out with Olympic Swimmers

I know Tuesdays are primarily reserved for Beauty Talk Tuesday, but I’m going to be mingling a few topics into one today: Beauty & Fitness. I’m not much for introductions, so let’s jump on in.

My honest thoughts of what I received in my June edition of Glossybox. Ahem, even though I thought my last months box was June, but it was actually May.June-2015-GlossyBox

  • Être Bellle Cosmetics: Aloe vera ultra moisturizing gel (Most likely won’t use this product)
  • Doucce blush brush. This is supposed to be round top a kabuki brush, mine is distorted and shaped like a heart and I’m not sure I like the quality (I will 100% give this product away)
  • Aloe source luminosity masque (Wish this was sealed, I won’t be using it)
  • ORLY nail lacquer: Oh Cabana Boy (I love this colour and formulation, will be buying more ORLY for sure)
  • Too Faced Cosmetics: Better Than Sex Mascara (I’ve been eyeing this mascara up for a while, and I’m finally excited to try it out!)

I’ve been wearing the ORLY nail polish since I got it, removed it once it then re-applied. It’s a gorgeous bright pink with blue undertones. I’m going to buy the full-sized with how quickly I seem to be going through it.


2015-Toyota-CamryThis is our last weekend with the Toyota Camry which I’ll be chatting more about it when I get my YouTube vlog up. I’m enjoying the Camry much more than the Prius I had, because it’s a bit larger which I feel more comfortable in, and has a ton more power. Hoowee!

My husband will be kicking up his training a notch come July, so I’m enjoying our recovery runs as he likes to call it. More like a run goin’ out full tilt for me. Those run together knocks the good out of me. I do solo runs throughout the week, which I don’t blog about because I’m not entire sure what to say about it all. But I do have to mention, I’m pretty sure the only reason I sprint a 4:40min/mile at the end of our run is because I see our house, and I want to be finished. ‪#‎IHateRunning‬. Please bare in mind that I only sprint for maybe 150m, if that. I just like to know how fast I COULD run, if wild animals were chasing after me in the woods, I mean pfth ya never know. As for my regular pace I’ve been wearing my Garmin and check it every 30 seconds or so like a mad-woman to make sure I’m keeping the pace I need to. I’d prefer to keep it under a 9:40min/mile the entire run, which was easier this week — because my mind was preoccupied with family back in Newfoundland and pushed me a little extra.

Alfie-cooling-offAlfie and I hanging out on our porch after our run. He’s trynna get some shade to cool off! Buddy has some fast little legs on him, and he can definitely keep up with a slow-poke like myself. I think I’m in need of a new pair of Mizuno’s though soon. I’ve had these babies for a good year or more. Not that I put on a TON of mileage, because I’m not a long distance runner, but I can tell the cushion is startin’ to flatten.

Not the smoothest transition from talking about swimming to running, but…

I come from a family of swimmers, however I didn’t keep it up for the long run because I was a wimp and decided to quit after I failed my Bronze Medallion class when I was away at camp at the age of 16. But if you want to get into the nitty gritty, my husband, he’s a 5x Ironman Triathlete, my brother played Water Polo, my fav cousin ever ever is a swim coach and taught me to swim as a youngster, and my parents were yachters.

Needless to say, we were at the pool a lot as a kid, and even now with the husband as he trains for Ironman Lake Tahoe in September.

He wants to qualify for Kona this year. Crossing our fingers!

Flags-of-the-WorldOn Saturday my triathlete husband and I were invited to listen in on the Swim Today panel with 3x Olympic Gold medalist, Rowdy Gaines and two fathers of Olympic medalists at George F. Haines International Swim Center in Santa Clara.

Through SwimToday, teams nationwide are inviting new swimmers and families to experience the sport with incentives such as free swim team trial periods, and customized swim caps. 62% of families live within 10 minutes of a pool, and if you’re interested, parents can learn more about participating teams and find those nearest them by searching their zip code at Swim Today.

You don’t have to be particularly athletic to learn to swim. There’s a reason why swimming is almost the perfect exercise. It’s low impact and is a sport anyone can do, including those with sore arthritic muscles and joints. Because water is denser than air, you can work harder and burn more calories (650 in an hour!).

Swim-lanesThis Santa Clara swim club is a huge outdoor complex with 3 pools, two 25 yard and one 50 meter. So it’s pretty huge and little did I realize that same day, Michael Phelps was also there, along with other famous swimmers for the #ArenaProSwim this weekend. I guess this is the primo location for some competitive swim meets.

Swim-LaneYa knows I felt right fancy strollin’ around in the VIP section with my piddly BlackBerry takin’ snaps while photographers from companies like Getty Images were walking around with their humungo-cameras doing the same thing. While we were listening to the panel, this area was jam-packed.

pro-swim-lanesMichael Phelps swam in lane 5, right there for his 400m swim! Ahh!

Rowdy-Gaines-panelSwimming as I stated above, is such a family sport. You could simply see all the passion in their faces as they light up talking about it being a family oriented sport. You make friends with other families from other clubs. Sure there’s competition but you’re seeing them every week, and you come together in a tight knit bond, which was discussed on the panel this past weekend.

Me-and-Rowdy-GainesNaturally, me being the non-swimmer of the family I asked my triathlete husband to take a picture of me and the Mister G gold medalist from the 80’s. Weehehe!
Swim-with-Rowdy-GainesRowdy stated, pure and simple if you don’t enjoy it (in any sport) you’re not going to be any good. Ain’t that the truth. He has a wonderful sense of humor that meshes well with the kids. At the end of the swimming lesson he raced all the kids one length of the pool and said whoever wins, will get a million dollars. It was a pretty close call for one teen and him, swimming that length was all documented on a video I posted on Instagram.

Arena-lane-swimDick Franklin, father of Olympic Gold Medalist swimmer Missy Franklin, and I had a bit in common. We had a quick chat about being from the East Coast of Canada; he being from Nova Scotia and of course as you guys know my husband and I are from Newfoundland. Dick grew up playing football and scuba diving, so when Missy was younger, he didn’t quite understand the technicalities of the swim sport. At around the age of 12 or so, Dick and his wife realized that Missy’s talent was something special and they needed to encourage it. Missy had always enjoyed swimming, getting up a 5am in the dark, and having her mother cook her breakfast and her father warming up the car in the driveway while it was still dark out. He joked she was havin’ a ball.  She always had fun. That intrinsic fun makes any kid move forward over the long haul.

Arena-Pro-Swim-SeriesSo a huge thanks to Swim Today for inviting us out to participate and check out the arena for the first time and talk about swimming being the #FunnestSport. Especially listening to the proud Father’s of Olympians just before Father’s Day. Well, and of course not to mention some of the super fit male swimmers coming out of the water, hooboy. Yeah, sure I needed to take a picture of that score board.

Are you a swimmer? At what age did you learn to swim? Are you looking for a local swim club near you?




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Climbing trip to Yosemite

Yosemite-headerIt’s taken me a while to write about my Yosemite trip, because it didn’t turn out as planned.

My friend flew all across the continent for 1 climbing trip, and in this crazy California drought that is going on — it rained on us. It rained on our only climbing day, cancelling our 6 multi-pitch climb. So before I get into the details, let’s back it up.

My friend Lori and I had met at the local climbing gym back home in Newfoundland, Canada 20 years ago. She’s my first climbing partner I ever had, so I trust her completely with regards to climbing, gear, and everything safety-wise. She wanted to come out to California and climb Yosemite for her birthday and asked if I was free to go with her. Um, YES. YES I AM. Now, I mentioned I was scared to do a multi-pitch climb, but I was ready to take it on and brave the Yosemite mountains. After all, that’s how you get over fears, right? Frig sakes. These are the things you only dream of, especially being on the opposite side of the continent. Never thinking you’d ever be one of those climbers who actually gets to go to Yosemite. So when Lori came to California, she rented a jeep and we had a 4 hour girls road trip across the mountains to Yosemite.

Getting to Yosmite

Jeep-to-YosemiteWe ended up using the google maps for GPS on my BlackBerry, which ended up taking us on every type of road you could imagine. It was getting to the point we couldn’t get deep into conversation because one would drive, the other would have to focus telling the driver “okay, in 5km we’re getting off this road, and onto another!” At first it was laughable counting at how many highways and roads the maps were taking us on (I lost count after 14) but then as it continued the entire duration of our drive, it honestly drove us a little nuts. After talking to a few other people after the fact, sure enough it’s the way to get to Yosemite from the Bay Area! Yeesh!

Arriving in Yosemite


Lori-Nancy-in-Yosemite4 hours later, we made the trek across the mountains and into Yosemite.

Yosemite-LodgeWe arrived at our hotel, Yosemite Lodge and unpacked our belongings for the evening, then headed out on the road to get our surroundings inside the park before the sun went down. Oh, and of course check out famous Camp 4.

Yosemite-treesSidenote, the trees are huge in California!

We stopped by to get a couple of snacks and groceries, and when we walked back out to the parking lot we noticed a couple of older looking surfer dude’s gazing up at one of the mountains with their binoculars. We joined in, and started chatting with them for a bit. Then, they got all creepy on us asking which hotel we were at and inviting us up to go hiking and drinking in the woods and whatnot. Silly me, I took off my wedding rings for the trip and left them back home, because I didn’t want to sever my finger off when rock climbing. So there was that. Back to what they were gazing up at. A couple of climbers were on top of the spire with their rope attached to the side of the mountain (think slack lining) wrapping their hands and feet around the line and traversing/crossing over to the mountain. It was crazy and super awesome — definitely wouldn’t be me doing it though.

Travelling-with-makeupCan you tell there’s a couple of girls in the hotel room? Lori laid out all her toiletries first, then I followed suit. Guess which one is mine.

Enough excitement for the evening, we headed back to our hotel with the snacks in tow. We got ready for a night in, changed into PJs and was in bed by 8:00 watching episodes of the Duggar Family. Shortly after arriving back to our room, we received a phone call from the front desk informing us that our power is going to be out the next day (our climbing day) as there was an electrical problem in a couple of the buildings we were staying in. Meaning, no hot water for the morning.

climbing-gear-laid-outA little ticked off, since there was nothing we could do about it in the mean time so we laid our climbing gear out to pack away, slept on it and decide to tackle the issue when we got back to the hotel after the next day of climbing.

Climbing day

Lori-brushing-teethWe woke up at the crack of dawn (for me, that’s 7:30), and realized the power was most definitely out. Lori ended up brushing her teeth with her head lamp on. I had to document that. We noticed the forecast called for rain that day, but we were determined to see what our hired climbing guide thought of it all.


MountainschoolWe got to the mountaineering school shortly after and decided that in fact it was going to pour all day long, making our plans of climbing the 6 pitches dangerous due to the conditions.

Since Lori had travelled all this way, she knew she wanted to get in some sort of a climb that day. The guides were completely booked up the rest of the week, so it was out of the option to postpone the climbing for a day or so. After much deliberation, we all agreed on going out to do a crack climb.

Lori-belaying-guideWe knew the rock was going to be slippery as it continued to rain on us. What I didn’t realize was how difficult crack climbing is.

Lori-climbingHere’s Lori climbing in the green jacket.

For those that speak my language, we did the route called jamcrack and it’s rated at a 5.7. Incredibly novice, right? Add in soaking wet rock, aggressive climbing shoes, a scared newf (me) and you’ve got yourself a difficult 5.9-5.10 climb. Basically due to the rain we made the route harder for us to climb. Obviously.

Nancy-climb-crackThere’s me!

Nancy-crack-climbNot only that, crack climbing has a whole different technique of its own, something I had never practiced doing before, especially with my La Sportiva Miura’s (an aggressive shoe). With climbing cracks (heh), you need the most comfortable pair of climbing shoes, a pair that feels like a set of slippers on your feet. Because you’re going to be shoving your feet into the cracks sideways, then bending your knee back over so it meets up with the opening of the crack. Make sense?

Nancy-top-outCan you see me at the top of the climb? My ankles were sore for days. I didn’t trust shoving my hands into the wall crack, even though we taped them up before heading up the route. Luckily Lori nor I had to do any clipping or placing gear, we top roped up as our guide did the dirty work for us.

Nancy-Lori-climbsHere’s us rain soaked and done our single climb of the trip.

packing-up-climbing-gearWe taped our hands since we needed to shove our hands into the crack for balance.

climbing-shoes-in-rainNeedless to say, it was a memorable climb. Scary for me, but super fun looking back on it.

Unfortunately, we only got to do one climb that day, since it started raining harder after I came down (as I climbed after Lori). Shivering and soaking wet, we called it a day, packed  up our gear and headed back to the hotel. Yet, the power was still out. Long story short, the Yosemite Lodge suggested we can either move to another room in their hotel, or check into the fancy smanchy $500/night Ahwahnee Hotel for the same price. When in Rome Yosemite! You betcha we took that opportunity to check out the famous hotel.

Tea time at the Ahwahnee Hotel in our grubby climbing clothes

Ahwahnee-Hotel-YosemiteAfter heading back to the mountaineering school and getting half the money back from the guided climb, we checked into the Ahwahnee around noon, which may I add was fancy on the main floors but I much preferred the Yosemite Lodge rooms. Little did we realize the rain would let up a couple of hours after we cancelled our climb, and the rocks seemed to have dried up completely. Talk about bad timing! It was far too late for us to go back to the mountaineering school and get our guide back. He lived out of the park, and was most definitely gone for the day. We were the only climbers that ventured out in the rain, everyone else who were probably staying later throughout the week cancelled.

Walking-to-hotel-and-robeWe checked in, and warmed up in the most massive robes known to man. The hiking boots add a nice touch, don’t you think?

Sorel-soles-fell-offToo bad they got wrecked.



Ahwahnee-HotelThe Ahwahnee front desk told us to come back down in a few hours to have some free coffee/tea and cookies. Music to our ears. But first, we needed to have a bit of lunch. Lunch that we bought for ourselves, thinking we would be eating on the top of a ledge in Yosemite, after a couple of pitches. But since that didn’t happen, we brought our failed lunch back with us, and ate it in our hotel room, eating in silence, thinking of what we missed out on.

Tea-at-Ahwahnee-Hotel4:00 came around and we headed down to this grand room. We didn’t end up changing to head downstairs. Hey, I don’t have to impress anyone. Seriously, we looked like dirtbags in our old climbing clothes, and rained on frizzy hair while lining up for some free hot coffee, tea and a couple of cookies. It was so fancy you guys. A man with a bow tie was playing mellow classical music on this grand piano in this fantastically large room. We were so out of place, but eating it all up for what it was worth. Our big trip was cancelled and darn right we were going to make the most out of it. So, we went back for seconds.

The rest of the evening and the next day were left for sight seeing around Yosemite, checking out El Capitan, and Half Dome which was incredible to finally see in person!

Me-with-El-CapIn Yosemite and found El Cap!

Lori-Half-DomeLori standing in front of Half Dome

Lori-and-ElCapThen El Cap (the photos are a little out of order but you catch the drift)

Pointing-to-Half-DomeMe pointing toward Half Dome.

Yosemite-homesSome of the residence in Yosemite


Lori-Yosemite-FallsLori next to Lower Yosemite Falls

Rainy-MtnsShortly after the rain had stopped

Me-next-to-Half-DomeHalf Dome!

Buds-at-ElCapA gentleman asked if we wanted out photo taken. It was so crooked I had to crop it so much, so there goes the top of El Capitan.

Point-HalfdomeSince we couldn’t climb, we took a ton of pictures at both Half Dome and El Capitan.




Leaving Yosemite

Before our drive down, Lori knew another Newfoundlander living here in the Bay Area who loaned her some of his climbing gear which included a rope, quick draws, and lucky for me — a helmet. Before we made the 4 hour trek back to my place, Lori wanted to get one more climb in at Yosemite. I admit, I wasn’t comfortable doing a climb with only the two of us considering I didn’t own any gear besides my shoes and harness.

Loris-last-climbWe had to drive out of the park slightly, to get to the climb Lori wanted to do. Little did I know we’d be sliding down a 200 foot cliff on our butts to get to the base of the climb. I get scared easily, especially considering I never outdoor climb. So I was angrily telling her I’d never do this again. HAHAHA. I was terrified we’d end up rolling down the cliff and no one would ever find us.

ATC-and-binerAnyway, upon leaving Yosemite, Lori bought a climbing guide book to see exactly where the climb was, and she also kindly bought me a new ATC and locking biner as an early birthday present. So, I took the helmet, put it on, and belayed her up a route that we found after buying a climbing guide book at the mountaineering school. No real pictures of her climbing, considering I was paying full attention to her as she did her climb.

dirt-faceDirt faces and all, we packed up our gear, crawled back up the 200 foot cliff and walked back on the highway to the rental car and drove the 4 hours back home to the Bay Area.

Man, I gotta say. It was such a weird trip. A memorable trip. But not the epic climbing adventure that was supposed to happen.

Guess that means we have to do it all over again :)

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Heading to Yosemite and I’m scared

Ever since I started (indoor) climbing back in 1995, there was always a huge poster of Yosemite in the main lobby of my old climbing gym. Never did I think I’d make it out there, let alone be living in the same state, years later.

Since moving to California it’s always been at the back of my mind, yet a year later I still haven’t ventured out. While Yosemite is less than a four hour drive away, I still don’t know many climbers around the area enough to ask them to come with me on a trip to Yosemite. This is where my old climbing partner comes into play. Lori and I have been climbing buddies since we first started climbing twenty years ago. Now if that doesn’t make me sound like an old fart I don’t know what does. And I still don’t really know what I’m talking about when it comes to climbing, let alone climbing outdoors. Sure I know how to top rope, lead climb, boulder or teach a person technique. But I’ve never been overly fond of learning how to set up anchors outside or trad climb with all the gear.


Because it freaks me the eff out.

I’m pretty sure I swore more in the couple of hours I was at Flatrock Festival this past summer than I did in my entire life, rappelling down a 40 foot ledge. I kept racing back up to do it again, because I feel like you grow from your fears and you should overcome them. Especially if you trust your belayer and backup (which happened to be Lori. Also scolding me from swearing around the little children). I can’t help it. I swear when I’m scared.

Lori will be coming down to California from Newfoundland next week, renting a car, picking me up, and we’re driving out to Yosemite. I might be sweatin’ from the pits already thinking about it.

Harnesses-at-Sports-BasemenOn Tuesday I picked up a new climbing harness (the Mammut Ophira 3 Slide— don’t ask me how to pronounce that O-word) because mine has since been retired (as it’s ancient for harnesses: 10 years old!). I hope to God that there isn’t such a thing as a lemon-harness. I’ve been using my husbands arc’teryx that I bought him in 2007 that he never wore. When I was in Newfoundland last summer, I was scolded by some new-to-me workers at the old climbing gym I frequented and was given a rental harness and told to pick up a new one when I headed back to California. I never did listen, because I primarily bouldered and once in a blue moon climbed on the top ropes. Apparently whether or not you use your harness, you should replace it every 5 years, for safety reasons as the webbing can deteriorate with time. Makes sense!

Gear-at-SportsBasementI had the grandest ol’ chat with this dude named Matt at my local Sports Basement about local climbing areas, what harnesses we had in the past, what he recommended and even chatting about our favourite climbing shoes. It was pretty awesome chatting with him, and I honestly don’t think they work on commission which is the best part. I was looking at picking up a new locking biner and a daisy chain, but I think we can rent those in Yosemite.

climbing-books-at-Sports-BaI wish I had a couple of more friends down in this area that I could go out and climb with, it’s hard being a little shy especially at the indoor rock climbing place I go to — I find people are usually in their own element and doing their own thing. There’s only so much “outgoing” one person can be!

So! Like I said, next week Lori and I are heading to Yosemite — I’m a bit scared because even after climbing all these years, I’m still afraid of heights (which I personally think is a good fear) and we’re doing a multi-pitch climb! Luckily, we’ve hired a guide to do it with us, but holy moses I’m freakin’ out. Exciting and scary!

Check back here tomorrow for Alfie’s weekly posts (I took him to the little town of Saratoga and we walked all around). But after that, come back in around St. Paddy’s Day and I’ll be back to regular blogging.

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