It's my first day here in Canada and it was spent hanging with my dad, my Papa Bere. Yesterday we went grocery shopping and I loaded the shopping cart to the brim with veggies, chicken, oatmeal, and eggs.
"Oh, you're eating healthy!" said the cashier. "No", I corrected her, "we're just eating real food".
My dad's fridge and cabinets are filled with condiments and juices. There's no real food in the house except for freezer burnt stuff in the freezer that he just hasn't thrown out. "Food isn't like clothes", I told him, "you don't keep things because you think you might one day wear them. Food dies. It has expiry dates!"
Oldest expired food item, a can of corn that expired in 2010... five years dead.
The trip to the groceries was a much needed one as was the trip to Value Village. For those of you who don't know it but Value Village is a second-hand store that sells everything from shoes and clothes to furniture and dishware. I desperately needed to buy some sweaters today, it's way too chilly in Canada for me, and so my dad suggest Value Village. I was a sceptic at first but then, when I walked into the place and saw just how massive it was, my eyes widened and I was like a kid in a candy store. Three sweaters cost me $19, can't argue with that!
After a trip to Value Village and then a trip to the lake, it was off to a local gym for training.
I had called GoodLife Fitness earlier today to discuss with them their prices. Last time I was in Canada staying at my parents' place I trained there so I was wanting to train there again. After one lengthy phone call of perhaps one too many giggles and one too many personal questions, I had scored a massive deal on their membership. I headed over to the club at 5pm and trained upper body. Seemed like every guy around me was training upper body too. It also seemed like half of them never train lower body though, woozers.
I had mentioned yesterday that everything in Canada seems supersized and, well, after one day at GoodLife Fitness I can definitely claim that it's true. I saw dudes with arms bigger than my legs. Many of them had no necks mind you but they were like walking freaks of nature, so buff and bulky looking.
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