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Be Restarting Your Health Journey – vroom vroom

I can count on my left hand those that know that in 2019, before Steve’s mom died, that I was training for an Ironman triathlon. My goal was to swim almost 4 kilometres (2.5 miles), bike 180 kilometres (112 miles) and finish it all off with a Run/walk a marathon (42 kms and 26 miles.). I gave up on that dream when she died and we spent every few weekends in Vancouver for a few months. 

I can count on no hands nor fingers those that know the depth of my physical and mental health struggles the last three years. Here’s the honest truth on what the big picture looked like for me:

🔆 Two summers of not wanting to get out of bed even when the sun streamed in my window. 

💪🏻 Two plus years of sheer willpower and “push” to get off my butt to exercise, which has been a first for me in my entire life. 

🧥700 days of hiding under extra-large clothing, even in 30 degree Celsius weather. 

🙈 700 days of hiding, to be honest. Not wanting to see people, run into people I know or even reach out to friends. 

🙏🏻Tried two different counsellors, neither were a good fit. (or is it “neither was”? hahha)

😩Reached out to no one nor shared with anyone the depth of the pit I felt that I had dug for myself. 

👀The heaviest weight I have ever been in my life, even more than my three pregnancies or after my mom died. (This sure doesn’t feel good!) 

And why I am writing about this now and what changed for me? 

Did I lose weight? Finally found a professional counsellor I could trust?  Started seeing other human beings, outside my work, on a regular basis? None of these things happened for me!  

Four things did changed for me and they all involved random conversations with other people when I stepped outside my four walls. The message I am going to share with my stories is simple: If you relate to any of the six points I wrote down above, don’t wait 700 days to reach outside of your four walls. Right now, listen to a podcast, text someone, go for a walk, ask your neighbour for an egg or simply reach out to another human being in any way that feels good for you. 

The four things that finally helped me make some really HUGE personal shifts took place over a six month period of time. 

First, I have always been someone who listens to podcasts when they do laundry or when I drive or go for a long solo walks. In October, I was introduced to a podcast that began THE shift. Mel Robbins, your twice weekly podcasts have been something that have given me so many tips, moved me to take some small steps and gave me the shovel that started my dig out of my mental and physical hole. Your life journey is powerful and I am grateful that you share with us all. I gave your ideas a try.

Second, in October, I was at my lowest point of this two plus year journey. I was in Vancouver and a friend knew I was in town. We went for a walk and she shared about an App that helped her with her eating habits and overall health. I gave it a try. 

Third, in April, Steve and I were out for our evening walk and we ran into some neighbours.  They shared that they were doing a “Couch to 5km” walk/run program that was simple and tailored to what you want to do. (This was humbling to consider as four years ago, I would run 20 kilometres for fun on a weekend!) I humbled myself and gave it a try. 

Lastly, at the end of April, I was at a teacher’s conference and three of my colleagues were sitting around a table. Suddenly, one of them shrieked about a job that was available at our school and said, “You would be amazing at that!”.  They immediately called over my boss and she wholeheartedly agreed.  I decided to apply. 

In all of these instances, I was showing up in the world as my unhealthiest, unhappiest, down in the lowest point in the second most challenging spot in my life.  (My mom’s death was and is still number one!) 

But, I just showed up and walked. 

I showed up and walked some more. 

And I simply did my job to the best of my ability! 

Now, things are shifting in radical and profound ways (more on that in a later post!). 

Be you. 

Exactly where you are. 

Show up, how and when you can. 

Reach outside those four walls around yours. 

And watch things unfold. 

Let my life be a testimony that there is always hope. 

The best is truly YET to come for me, Sexy Neck and our boys. 

And the best is YET to come for you too! 

Strap yourself in folks for what is to come and love what you do! 

Xoxo Joanna 

Be Untrainable (a post for my three boys) 

    Boys, there are some thing that I never want the world or anyone in the world to train out of you.  I watched all of you complete a triathlon on Sunday. Personally, I love how sports and being active can teach us about life.  I feel this to be particularly true about volleyball and Triathlon.  


                        OC- 5 years old 


    Volleyball will teach you how to deal with failures when they happen and get over them quickly.  It teaches you how to always work as a team and how to be a contributing team player, no matter the role assigned to you.  Volleyball will take you through a life full of emotions in only one match.  But oh, Triathlon, this teaches us even more about life.  


               CC – 8th birthday day 

    Triathlon teaches us so much about ourselves.  Three years ago, I wouldn’t even have considered doing one.  My mind was holding me back.  So that’s the biggest hurdle we need to overcome is our mind’s desire to hold us back from success and adventure.  With training, anyone can complete a swim, cycle and run triathlon.  


                      JC – 10 years old 

    Swimming in triathlon is a special part of the event because you can drown! Mentally, you need to overcome that thought of dying, overcome the affects of water and waves as well as “Just keep swimming!” as Dory likes to remind us to do.  Now, we get to cycling boys! The part of the event that could lead to injury.  Through contact with other racers or the road.  You may need to hold your composure with equipment failure or getting passed on the hills.  Always remember that the swim and cycle part are really getting you ready for the run.  Imagine the swim as your birth to elementary school years.   Cycling is that adventurous and fast teenage years.  The run is adult life. This is where the real magic happens.  Every little stroke in the water or on the bike has set you up for the run.  On the run one step at a time, you will need to focus. Neither looking back nor too far ahead.  The run, like life, is a time to savour and enjoy a race well done!  And you did this on Sunday!   You showed how you want to live your life and my prayer tonight is that no one will ever take these skills from you, all these skills that you exemplified during your triathlons.  

    Tenacity. 

    Drive. 

    Heart. 

    Intrinsic motivation. 

    Deep feelings. 

    Athleticism. 

    Creativity. 

    And oh did you love that Sun Rype buffet at the end! 

    Keep celebrating.  

    Keep being you.  

    Always be you! 

    Love your very proud Mama 

    Be a Swim, Bike, Runner…

    The beautiful summer days of adventure, creating, dreaming, reading, eating, movie watching as well as swim, bike and running followed by a fantastic Sun Rype buffet to finish it off.

    A few weekends ago, our four, seven and nine year old boys embarked on an athletic event that is so delightful.  It took our youngest 8:49 to get to the Sun Rype buffet table where they can choose any Sun Rype products.  Our seven year old was 10:18 and our oldest zipped around the course in 21:07.   They had a fantastic morning!  Look at those medals too!  This kids triathlon knows how to create magical memories for kids!  And that is what our family is all about!

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    OC – age 4.

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    CC – Age 7 + one day

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    JC – Age 9

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    Our Cheering squad and our amazing racers!

    Love these summer days!  Love these moments.

    May you create magical moments each day.

    In words.

    In actions.

    In being.

    In thought.

    In spirit.

    With intention.

    In being.

    You!

    Be Golfing and Hobbling Away on Mother’s Day

    Golfing on Mother’s Day!  Yup, that’s what I chose.

    It’s a comfortable place for me.

    I had my high school graduation dinner at a golf course, my wedding rehearsal dinner, my grandfather’s ninetieth birthday party and many weekend meals.   I also spent a year trying to keep up to my amazing older cousins as a junior member!

    Golf was my place for this mother’s day.

    A place to laugh, wack a few balls, put a hole in one and just enjoy being outside and active with my boys.  Isn’t that the best place to be my fellow Mamas of active children?

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    After golf, I thought it would be a fabulous idea to try a new yoga class with my fellow triathlete competitor and Mama from last Sunday, Joan!

    She may be cursing me now and I may not be able to walk tomorrow.  That seventy-five minute class was harder than my triathlon last week! I laughed all the way through class as I stretched and moved.  Anyone know the chair pose?  Try that one with a block between your thighs over twenty times!   I am laughing all the way to bed as I hobble there.  I may need help getting out of bed tomorrow!  Bahhhahha…

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    Happy Mother’s Day my beautiful friends!

    May you continue to live life trying new things.

    Outside your comfort zone.

    Discovering new muscles in your body and mind.

    Create space for new.

    Enjoying the people that come across your path.

    With smiles and joy.

    Loving up those close peeps in your life!

    Smooch, Joanna

    Be The Reason, Not The Excuse

    “I don’t have time.”

    “My children are too little.”

    “My work is too difficult.”

    “I don’t have a bathing suit.”

    “My home is too far away.”

    Excuses pouring through our thoughts and out of our mouths.

    Another excuse to do something that you really want to do.

    At 6:15am this morning.

    My son taught me about the importance of turning my excuses into my reasons.

    At 6:15am this morning.

    Looking like this carrying his towel and goggles into the swimming pool:

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    He had watched me compete in a triathlon on the weekend.

    He decided he wanted to start training too!

    At 6:15am.

    Imagine if I had used my children as an excuse not to train.

    Imagine if I would have used my busyness as an excuse not to sign-up.

    Imagine if I would have used my body as a excuse not to put my shoes or bathing suit on.

    My children, my life, my body are MY REASON!

    This is why I do what I do!

    What excuses will you choose to turn into your reasons?

    Imagine what possibilities could happen!

    WOOOOOOAH.

    Smooch, Joanna

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    As always, feel free to join in on the action on Facebook! Share your reasons!

    Be Starving Yourself

     

    I was out walking the hills today with a protein shake in my hand in an area called the Cariboo, not the animal caribou, the region Cariboo.   

     

    I was looking at the dark green plants and the lush trees and then I got looking at the soil.  The soil looked rich, it looked vibrant. It was alive! 

     And then I realized that I have been starving myself, unknowingly for many years. 

    I didn’t feel rich.  

    I wasn’t vibrant. 

    Nor would I describe my energy level as alive. 

     Yes, I ate three square meals per day like my parents told me.

    I ate fruit, vegetables, protein, grains, milk products and probably too many healthy fats.  (I love my nuts!)

    I even would only eat three quarters of the bag of Costco chips and sometimes I would only sneak down and eat half of the leftover birthday cake. 

     I was never satisfied with what I was eating. 

     I never felt full. 

    I never felt like I had enough. 

    I think I was literally starving myself. 

    Craving salt or other minerals. 

     Looking for protein in all sorts of sources. 

     Seeking vitamins but forgetting to take my vitamins. 

     DRUM ROLL PLEASE… 

     Enter into my life a protein shake product that has whey from New Zealand cows that are grass fed and get milked when they want to be. 

     STOP THE PRESS those OTHER protein shakes or milk products I was consuming may have been made with cows that are injected with antibiotics because of the feed lots that they live in and get stuffed with growth hormone because they don’t produce milk when they are scheduled. 

    DUDE… Antibiotics, growth hormone, my body was hurting for certain. 

     BUT, back to the shakes.  

    I LOVE THESE SHAKES!   

    Can you feel the excitement? 

     I feel full. 

    I love the taste. 

    I feel satisfied.

    I have energy. 

     I can do ANYTHING! 

      

    I did my first triathlon just over a week ago after consuming a shake.  I played competitive volleyball for TEN YEARS and never felt as good as I did during these two hours swimming, biking and running twenty years AFTER my retirement from volleyball.  

    I am no longer starving my body, my mind or even my spirit. 

     Full of gratitude for ALL that I can do. 

    Overflowing with blessings because of this product that has enriched my life in so many ways. 

     Come watch the journey unfold.

    Checkout my facebook page: Joanna Jenkins Cann or follow this blog. 

    This post is dedicated to my unfolding team: Krista, Tony, Colette, Sarah, Robyn, Joan, Kim and of course my Sexy Neck husband. 

    Be Trying a Tri 

    In the post-Christmas darkness of grief, I took time to sit with myself, alone to ponder and grieve.  As I let go through this grieving process, I had one huge realization that has affected ever day for the last four months.

    I realized for certain I could die at any moment.

    Strange huh?

    I knew this fact about life, but watching my mom die helped me ‘know’.

    Now, I am unafraid.

    Death is a certainty.

    I am free!

    Through this new lense of “knowing” the inevitable,  I am experiencing rich days.

    Days where God’s coincidences are profound and His love is pouring out.

    Moments where I can easily let go of relationships that are unhealthy or where people don’t accept me as being an imperfect person.

    Choices where I choose health in what I consume and what I do.

    Times where I make decisions and then work hard to see them come to fruition.

    Today is one of these days!

    Four months ago, I decided to do a triathlon.  A 750 metre swim, followed by a 30 kilometre bike ride then rounded out by a 5 kilometre run.  The funny thing is that I am not very good at any of them, but I figure throw them all together and this sounded like fun.

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    With my cheering section at the side of the race course, and the incredible racers surrounding me.  I did it!

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    I tried a tri!

    One stroke.

    One push.

    One step at a time.

    Ann Voskamp once wrote, “Daily discipline brings freedom.”

    Yes, it does.

    Discipline to be who you are with the gifts God has given you.

    Knowing the truth about life’s fragility.

    Savouring every day.

    What will you try?

    Be a Cheerleader

    Sometimes I want it to be all about me! Me! Me! Me! Me!

    Most days, I realize that as the President of the family (more on this later), I need to look at my family and do a few things for them, like cook, do laundry, make sure the dogs are fed and oh ya, the worms.  I forget to introduce you to the worms in our basement that eat all our compost.

    Anyways, my husband, let’s call him sexy neck, had the midnight to 3am shift with our poor little teething 11 month old. I knew that Sexy Neck wasn’t going to have alot of energy today. So, I arranged for the family to go down to the Beach/Park so that Sexy Neck could do a training swim for his triathlon. (I signed him up for the triathlon because for the last 10 years he has been talking about doing one, so I took the iniative and he has been loving it.)  Poor teething CW, had a nap in the stroller and our 3 year old, JC, was able to play at the fabulous Purple Park Playground.

    Now, I get to see old Sexy Neck in a wetsuit, doing something that he has always wanted to do and loving it!

    Today, I decided to be a cheerleader and I think we all feel better for it. Well, except for little CW and his poor teeth.