Welcome Spring

This weekend I have felt a lot more like myself than I have in a while. Despite the fact that we are in the third wave of the COVID-19 pandemic here in Ontario, I think the arrival of spring has done me wonders. Open windows, warmer temperatures, and a beautiful breeze – the blend has…

The Year That Could Be

After the year we just had, I decided to take a bit more time to set my goals for 2021. I wanted to create a realistic set that took into account the fact that we are still very much living under the shadow of a pandemic. And I also wanted to create realistic expectations given…

I Do Not Understand Time

We have officially witnessed more than 50% of the moments this year has to offer, and yet the seconds that have tick-tocked away can’t explain the last 184 days. How is it that March and April felt like the longest decades ever, yet May and June came and went in an instant?

Adjusting To Our New Normal

It has been just over two weeks since I packed up my office and began working from home – an effort to physically distance myself from students, staff, and faculty to help flatten the curve of COVID-19. This is how I’m adjusting to our new normal.

Excess And Laziness

As mentioned in a previous post, last year was less than stellar from a physical health point of view. While I successfully managed to carve out more time in which to develop a better sense of life-work balance for myself, I also became good friends with the twin devils Laziness and Excess. And under their…

The Year That Could Be

Earlier this week I rang in the new year with my brothers and cousin (who also happened to be in Ostrava for the World Juniors hockey tournament) and throngs of folks who lined Stodolní street to celebrate. Since January 1 was also the anniversary of the day that Czechoslovakia split into the Czech Republic and…

The Year That Could Be

Now that 2018 has been filed away under things of the past, it’s time to look to the future and what it could be. More specifically, it’s time for me to write down the things I want to achieve before the clock ushers in yet another new year.

This Is How We Die

Dr. Beth (and any other arachnophobes out there) – do not, I repeat, do not read this post. Or do, but be prepared to never ever sleep again. Or at least, to never ever visit Taiwan – even though it has already turned out to be an incredibly amazing place to visit.

The Year That Could Be

I spent the better part of yesterday wandering around London – because that’s what one does when they are on vacation with no set plans. Given that my normal day-to-day revolves around a very scheduled calendar and the bing of emails as they cascade relentlessly into my inbox, I’m thinking that my return to the real world…

The Year That Was

So there you have it, for the good and the bad, the weird and the wonderful, that was 2016. I’m not really sure how to measure this year. On one hand, the world seems like it might be teetering on the brink of some biblical post-apocalyptic nightmare that has begun with the rapture of celebrities,…

Between Breaths And Breathtaking Moments

Having arrived in Calgary, I spent the next two days and nights working on various projects and reports, and catching up with Rick. Our conversations shifted from adventures past, present, and future, to work, life, and our attempts at some sort of balance between the two.  Our time seemed to be divided between travel, bouts of…

Walking With Grumpus

After spending the better part of the morning and early afternoon sorting through the countless emails that greeted me when I woke up on Wednesday morning, Oliver and I decided to take some time to walk the famous Rigolet boardwalk. Despite the mountain of work I had to deal with, I reasoned that sometimes it’s…

Northern Lights II

After the sun had set on the first day at the cabin, after we thawed ourselves and filled our bellies with roasted caribou and fresh coffee, and after we’d laughed until it hurt, we all began to settle in to bed.

On Top Of Middle Sister

Let me begin by saying that it’s the morning after my adventure with Rick and Paul to the top of Middle Sister, and I’m still exhausted. My body is completely knackered, I slept like the dead, and there are several muscles in my body that I am only now aware of. In short, yesterday was epic.

Because Stuffed

If I return home with an extra 50lbs, I won’t be surprised. And I’m not talking souvenirs, because I don’t usually buy too many things while I’m travelling. The odd time I’ll pick up some artwork or a fridge magnet or possibly some coffee deliciousness (or maybe duty free), but it’s always limited in size…