It’s in the music

Having a good playlist to listen to while running is huge for me. I know that not everyone is super keen on having music blasting in their ears when they want to focus on their run or race, but I have to have it. I will actually start to panic (just a little) if I am on a run and my iPod dies. I like to think that I have an interesting mix; pop, pop rock, rock, hip hop.  You name it, I have it….except country. Definitely, no country. I have an iPod shuffle just for running that I can clip on and not worry about having to hold anything or needing a case to hold something.

I think it is important to mix up the music you listen to while running to keep things fresh. The last thing you want is a playlist that you are bored with when you are looking for something to motivate you and give you a boost. I like to add/remove songs about every 4 weeks

At the moment, this some of the music that keeps my legs going:

       Walk – Foo Fighters

(I have a lot of Foo Fighters on my shuffle, but Walk has the best beat and I always feel an extra push when it comes on)



Pearl Jam

Besides making me feel like I am 17 again, I love the power behind the music.





Jay Z & Kanye

Watch The Throne is one of my favourite concerts to date. Otis is my ultimate favourite song from these two.



Wild Ones – Flo-rida

it’s poppy, it’s dancey (is that word?), it’s fun.





Without You – David Guetta & Usher

Even though it starts off slow, once Usher gets going so do I.






As a general rule I am not a Pitbull fan, but for running I make an exception.




I hope to see you out there running. Just don’t sneak up on me because I won’t hear you coming 😉

1 Year

I started to write this on April 13th , the perfectionist that I am took awhile to finish it. I hope you enjoy it.

It is the eve before my son’s 1st birthday. It is crazy to think that a year ago at this time I was in labour and I didn’t even know it. I had an appointment with my OB on this day (April 13th) and thought it would be a great idea to walk there and back. I live 6 subway stops, or a 30 min walk away from where my OB has her office. Like every appointment I had throughout my pregnancy my husband was meeting me there. Bless him; he never missed a single appointment, ultrasound…nothing. On this particular morning it took me 90 min to walk all the way up University. 90 MIN!!!! By the time I got there I could barely breathe. I had been having pains from the time I woke up. My OB assured me that it was normal since April 13th was my due date. I, of course, took her word. After all she is the doctor, and this is my first pregnancy, so what did I know. I did know that I felt extremely uncomfortable, with all kinds of cramping and so sick.  These were things that I had never felt in 9 months. After my 90 min walk back home, I curled up splayed out as best as I could on the couch and decided that I was not going to move for the rest of the day. My husband came home sick with a migraine around 3pm. He told me “you better not go into labour today”. I laughed…..

Fast forward to 2:30am (now April 14th) and I was not sleeping well. The cramping I had been feeling all day started to get more annoying, then it dawned on me that these must be contractions! I remember thinking that I should really start timing them and not to wake up my sick, sleeping, snoring husband. I closed my eyes and then it happened. Whoosh, warm and wet all over. I jumped out of bed faster than any woman who, is now clearly in labour, probably should have and started freaking out. That’s right. The woman who was so calm and cool and had the best pregnancy ever, was freaking out. I obviously woke up hubby. He pulled out our labour check list and we knew that we had to head to the hospital. I had other plans. I wanted to take a shower, comb my hair nice and do my make-up. Judge all you want, but I am not the first mom to want to avoid the horrific after photos taken. I’m all for capturing those precious first moments of a baby’s new life, but do you have to post them on facebook when you look like death?  Comb your hair, or better yet, save those for the personal album at home.  I mean really!  I don’t know how many other women out there decide to take their time going to the hospital once their water breaks, but let me tell you I do not recommend it. The second my water broke the pain of the contractions went from a 2 to 100 in about 5 seconds….

And then it got worse. By the time we cabbed it to the hospital (we are so urban, eh?), I was now experiencing a level of pain I didn’t know existed. All the breathing techniques that I had learned in pre natal class were gone and forgotten. All I could do was cry. Once we made it to triage I was told that I was 1cm dilated. Not the 7cm that I thought I should clearly be based on the pain I was feeling. All I could think was “my god, it will just get worse”. I decided then and there  that I wanted an epidural. I managed to get that out through my moaning (yes, I was that woman), to which I was told “we don’t give epidurals until you get to 4cm.” I responded with “I DON’T CARE! I NEED IT NOW”. I know that most people say that getting an epidural hurts, but not for one second was I freaked out that a needle was being inserted into my spine. All I could feel was the intense pain of the contractions. To all you women out there who are not sure if you want to go natural, I will tell you this. Don’t be a hero. Take the drugs.

After being in labour for 8 hours, the doctor decided that I needed to have an emergency C- section. At that moment, all I cared about was our little man arriving safe. I got to see him being pulled out, it was so surreal and the tears started flowing immediately. When they brought him to me I cried even harder and the first thing I said to my husband through my sobbing was “He…ha..ha…has your nose”.  Brady Walker Davidson was born at 12:15pm April 14th 2011.

I have always wanted to have a son. For as long as I could remember, when all my friends talked about having little girls, I was adamant that I wanted a boy. I have my little man now and he is simply amazing. To watch him grow and learn new things each day is unreal. He is funny, mischievous, stubborn (I have no idea where he would have got that from) and loveable (he loves giving hugs and kisses). I have loved him from the first time I saw his heart beating at 8 weeks on an ultrasound. There are days that I feel worn out and just exhausted, but his little grin gives me the strength to keep going and I wouldn’t change a thing.

I love being a mom to Brady. I tell him pretty much every day that I am the luckiest mom in the world to have him as a little boy. I may have a scar from a C – section and a few stretch marks around my belly button, but I wear them with honour and pride. He was worth it.

Brady  – 1 day old                                     Me and Brady on his 1st birthday


Thanks for reading 🙂

My Love/Hate Relationship with Running

Why do I love running? I get asked this question a lot. Despite the growing number of runners hitting the pavement and taking part in races, there are still quite a large number of people who think that my love for running is insane.

Lacing up my New Balance shoes, cranking my iPod and starting that run is an indescribable feeling. I am filled with anticipation about where I will be running, what I will see on my run and picking up my speed. As each foot hits the pavement and my breathing starts getting deeper, I feel strong, confident and free. I lose myself in each stride and enjoy the ride. I love feeling the breeze in my hair and on my face. When I run, it is just me, the pavement and my thoughts.

Running started for me way back in elementary school when I was on the Track and Field team, but back then I did sprinting. I couldn’t even imagine running long distances at the time. I liked putting everything I had into moving my legs as fast as they could go. After my stint as an athlete on the track team, my dancing commitments increased as I started competing. It wasn’t until after university that I started running again. During my time dancing on ships, I would do laps on the promenade deck; let me tell you there is definitely nothing like running and watching the ocean at the same time! That is how I fell in love with running….again.

For as long as I can remember I knew that I wanted to run a marathon one day. I guess you could say that it was on my bucket list. In 2008 I decided that I would cross that goal off my list with the Scotiabank Marathon. I spent months training for the big day; I set a goal of finishing in 4:15. The race started, my adrenaline was going, and it was amazing seeing all the people on the sides of the street cheering us all on. Then I got to the 25K mark and I felt extreme pain up my right leg into my hip and down through my knee. All I could think was that nothing would stop me from completing this race. What got me through those gruelling five hours that it took me in the end was thinking of my parents and brother. Without them knowing it, they kept me motivated to keep going.

What was the pain you ask? My IT band:

The iliotibial (IT) band is a tough group of fibers that run along the outside of the thigh. The gluteal muscles and the tensor fascia lata muscle attach to the top, and the lower part attaches to the tibia, just below the knee. It functions primarily as a stabilizer during running and can become irritated from overuse.

Through all my training, I never had any issues or pain, but I guess it could only take so much wear and tear. To this day I have issues with my IT band. I hate that I have to deal with this pain, but I don’t let that stop me from running. I stretch, I visit my chiropractor and I use The Grid Trigger Point Foam Roller:

The Grid

The foam roller helps with myofascial release. Myofascial release will help loosen up, stretch out and encourage better circulation through your muscles by simply massaging the soft tissues of your body. A roller is a definite must have for any runner, and this is the one that I recommend.

So there you have it, despite a nagging pain, I am a runner and will be for as long as I can. If you don’t already run, I say go for it! Start easy by running a block; with each run increase your distance and before you know it you will be training for a 10K, half or full marathon yourself.

Next on my bucket list for running….Run the Boston Marathon.

Stay tuned for my review on my favorite races around the city.