Canadian Eh?

Well have you ever wondered why you live where you live? Seriously have you ever thought about it? What holds you to the place that you call home? Is it your kids, family, friends, job, too scared to strike out on your own? If you are from Canada it is most likely NOT the weather that holds you here.

I always said the stork messed up when I landed in Canada. I should have been a tropical baby, I never say it is too hot. I never get sun burned, so why waste this awesome skin on Canada. But then you have days like today where I know I was meant to be a CANADIAN!!!

There is nothing like being outside on a warm winters day, having fun. For some you hit the slopes, the hills, the rink, parks, lakes, for us today we took to the trails. It was the first time that I have snow shoed in like 8 years. I have not been a trail blazer since I had my son, and it was just as amazing as I remembered it. The ache in the legs and butt, the burn in the lungs, the sting of the wind on your face, AMAZING! My son Calder also fell in love with it, he had a blast. We were a hour in on a trail and he was running, laughing telling stories, red faced and snow covered, and it hit me he is truly a Canadian!

I think the thing that set us apart from the rest of the world, is that we have a true appreciation of the great outdoors. All across the Great White North people were running, hiking, biking, skating, sledding, skiing, and snow shoeing millions of Kilometeres today. No matter how cold, wet, rainy, sunny, bug infested, you will see us crazy canucks out side doing what we do best. Then when darkness falls on the land we head in side and have a cold frosty beer, and the kids have a hot chocolate and we plan our next out door adventure.