It feels like a lifetime since I shifted myself onto the operating table, and lay there shaking and bawling my eyes out, terrified as I was about to have a craniotomy. My first time in hospital, and I was having brain surgery. Frankly, it brings tears to my eyes even now.

It has changed my life profoundly, I am different. In May, with nothing else lined up, I quit my job that was making me miserable. It was one of the best decisions I have ever made. And so began Sarah’s ‘Summer of Love’. I decided to take time off from work, and do only the things I loved. As a designer, I worked on my creative passions – whiled away hours in front of my sewing machine, and took regular trips out with my camera. Every now and again I went out and networked with others in the industry, or picked up small design jobs to keep things ticking over.

I ran, went spinning, and generally sweated until I was soaked through. I also joined a gym and fulfilled a longterm dream of working with a personal trainer. He did my general fitness assessment, and jokingly asked if I wanted to get started the next morning (a Saturday) at 6am. I don’t think he expected “ok then!”. Three months later and he’s still stuck with me.

Through all this I found my passion for design again. Now I do all the things I love AND am busy as a freelance designer. Life is balanced and I am happier, healthier and fitter than I have ever been before.

People sometimes comment that I am hardcore, impetuous, or that I ‘bounce off the walls’. Of course I bloody do! You think that’s a bad thing? I work out five times a week because I love it, I have more energy than I know what to do with. I pick up projects, and work with people that inspire me. I make better money than I ever did in my miserable job (just a nice side effect). But really, you don’t know what hardcore means… hardcore is having a head full of staples, throwing on a hat, and taking the dog out in the snow.


CT Appointment

November 27, 2008

I had almost forgotten about it, but I finally got a call with an appointment for a CT scan. Of course I missed the call as I was spinning with spintastic Laura while Quentin pushed us to our cardiovascular limits.

Womens College Hospital, December 1st.

Spinning. Running. Spinning. Running. Spinning. Spinning. Spinning.

Never felt better.

I woke in the middle of the night to a numbing left arm. With a habit of sleeping on my front on my arms I didn’t think much of it, but the feeling continued through the night and into my work day. It was so subtle that I just ignored it, went to my meetings, worked through my lunch, and went spinning at Quad with friends after work.

I was loving spinning, it was a great release after a long day. To add to that I had just received Shimano shoes for my birthday and had bought a 3 month unlimited membership. New to Toronto and not knowing the good running routes, three times a week was the spinning habit I was aiming for.