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Travel, it makes you rich.

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What I learned on this trip:


Travel while you are young.

This trip was in thanks to my grandma. A bucket list item she chose to share with the women in her family.

We had a blast; I was in a boot, she was in a wheel chair and together we got priority boarding and front of the line … well, Everywhere. NEXT STOP DISNEY!

I loved every bit of this vacation, but I know grandma was frustrated a lot during our trip and as much as we assured her she was not an inconvenience, you could still see the disappointment in her eyes at time. I got a great workout pushing her around so I was thankful for it all. I am grateful I had this opportunity when I did.  31 has been a terrific year!

Enjoy everything, worry about money later: I’m all about living life in the moment. I spent most of my money on food (and medicine) and a couple gifts while I was away. I didn’t drink any alcohol and I really didn’t go too spend happy on food, it was just pricey. I kept asking myself though; how often am I here? This happened to be my first time, and if I’m lucky, not my last.  I heard about this whole “invest for the future,” stuff, but I’m over here all hippy-like-“the futures never promised! Let’s sell everything and travel everywhere. Money- eh! Who needs it?!” And! Double Chase Points!


I love my family, but when the going gets tough, you just love each other. The main point of this bit, is this was the best trip and I’m happy I got to experience it with them. How often do 3 generations within one family get to travel together? On top of that, if you make it out alive, how often does that trip still manage to rank number one on your lists of trips you’ve ever taken in your entire life? This one did. You choose your friends, not your family; I’m lucky to have them.



The food in New Zealand and Australia was freaking amazing. I was warned that it was “eh.” And gluten free and vegetarian options were sparse to none. I will tell you, every restaurant or cafe we ate at, there were gluten free items and vegetarian options available and the food was IN.CRED.I.BLE…. Unless you’re looking for ketchup (it’s disgusting and the only thing that even sort of resembles ketchup is the color of it). I mean really.  Gratuity and tax are already included, so when you find yourself buying a burger for $25AUS, you are really buying a burger for a solid $25AUS, nothing more, but nothing less- it’s expensive. The dessert is also to die for. Everywhere.


Their pallet has been poisoned when it comes to Americans. I was pleasantly surprised over and over again when I was asked if I was Canadian. I asked them what it was I had said for them to ask and their response was always; “well I thought you were Australian at first sight, but when you spoke I assumed you had to be Canadian, because Americans aren’t that nice.” Way to go, Canadians! Thank you for giving us a good name.

They also believe we are crazy for considering Trump for president.

Their people on the other hand, in both New Zealand and Australia, are the sweetest, most amazingly human beings and they all have these incredibly brilliant accents. I’m in love. Not only are they some of the most naturally beautiful humans, but they are just as wonderful on the inside.  Who in America walks up to a total stranger asking how they are doing or if they need help finding anything in particular or who comes back after riding past us (miles past us) on his bike just to offer to take our photo and to pray on my boot on a bridge in Sydney?  I can’t say enough about the Aussies and the Kiwis we encountered during our two weeks abroad, they just crawled in to my heart and that’s where they shall stay.

Hospitality and the Golden Rule:

Our society has a bad rap because we don’t show concern for others like countries abroad do.  We look out for our people in our circles, but we keep to that.  We go about our business, we keep to ourselves on the daily, our garage doors are kept closed. We don’t connect with our neighbors as our society once had. We have seen a lot of change and the world has noticed it. Every time I travel abroad I try really hard to understand their culture, ask questions and be as nice as I possibly can to the people I come in to contact with.  I already feel like the odds are stacked against me just because I am American. So one person at a time we can start to offer them their own experience, allowing them to create their own opinion, not one based off the TV shows they see or the presidential elections we provide.  Side note, the Bachelor is not available in New Zealand… You can’t even pull it up on the Internet. Australia has their own version, I think it’s really called “the Australian Bachelor.”  They have some fun shows.

Do unto others, as you would have them do unto you. The people in these two countries (and every other country I have had the pleasure of visiting) just absolutely blew my mind. They live the golden rule daily, they practice on both people they know and strangers alike. Imagine what life would be like if everyone put forth that level of care and giving mentality.. I am daydreaming about the day I get to go back and experience all of that amazingness again.


Their systems are seamless. You walk in to their airports (both countries) and lines simply don’t exist. You get right in!  They are so happy to accommodate you. Remember when flight attendants living the airline lifestyle were considered glamorous and it was a highly sought after career choice? It is that same exact feeling in Australia and New Zealand today. They are always smiling, their uniforms are adorable and neat, they are extra happy to assist passengers on board, they greet you happily and anything they can do to make your flight better, they are on it. They offer Tim Tams and Cookie Time cookies on their flights. Never once did I feel disgusting while flying either Virgin Australia or Air New Zealand. I never felt that immediate urge to shower once I stepped off the plane. I’ll tell you what though, once we arrived in LAX after sitting on a Delta flight for 13 hours, I couldn’t have been more ready for a shower, I sat for 12 hours on Air New Zealand and the feeling was not the same.  There is such a difference. America is so quantity driven, where both Australia and New Zealand are quality, hospitality and efficiency focused.

Live in the moment:

Soak it up. I didn’t eat ice cream while I was away and I tried to avoid dairy throughout the entirety of our trip, but aside from that I was just basking in the glory of what was. If I died tomorrow, I would die the happiest and most fulfilled that I have ever been. The sunshine, the rain, the green, the blue, the palm trees, the hospitality, everything was beyond anything I had ever experienced as a whole and I tried to absorb every moment that I was in, every trip from one buffet to the other, on a rocky ship, Every cookie consumed, every dinner eaten, every snorkel snorkeled, every road trip on the wrong side of the road driven. The beauty, the fresh air, and the delight everywhere, I just cannot put in to words my love for these two countries. It blew my mind.

New Zealand Vs. Australia:

Don’t compare them; don’t disregard one over the other, go visit both countries. I have been told so many times; “Well, we were told not to bother with Australia and so we spent our entire trip in New Zealand. It was beautiful.” Painful.  I just went along with it because I didn’t know any better, but here’s a tip; New Zealand is just a 3.5 hour plane ride away, how often are you that close to Australia? New Zealand is absolutely the most beautiful country I have ever stepped foot in, and I saw a small fraction of it, but I felt that way until I stepped foot in Australia. They were equally as amazing, the people, the beauty, the cities. They were so different, but I fell in love with both of them for different reasons. The big cities and breathtaking beaches of Australia, the hidden valleys and lakes of New Zealand, the blue water and the most beautiful people with accents you will ever will melt your heart in a second of both. If you haven’t considered visiting, you have to bump it up on your list.  If you ask me what my favorite pieces of our trip was, I couldn’t tell you because I loved every bit of every moment for different reasons. The sea life, the Great Barrier Reef, the Australian Rain Forest, the history, the beaches, the food, the mountains and hidden, bright blue freshwater lakes, wild deer, giant pigs and sheep, it was all worth it. My only regret was not taking an extra 2 months to experience the rest of both countries and then flying to Fiji and Bora Bora to experience those beautiful Islands too.


My sister wanted to add her own bit of advice to this sweet piece so here it is:

The Cookie Time Cookies are based out of New Zealand… they are quite nice, and very popular. Try them!  It’s their claim to fame. The men had beautiful man buns, smiles, and bodies. BODY.



Maintaining my weight south of the equator..


This was the most incredible trip I’ve ever been on.  I can’t even describe my love for these countries.  Maybe that’s why My body adapted so well.

But I changed a few things up in my workout routine while I was on this trip.  So here we go: how I didn’t get fat.  Is that PC?

I have this unhealthy fear of losing all hard work and effort I have put in to myself while on vacation. It usually happens because as I’ve mentioned in previous posts, those of us with PCOS are blessed w a body that loses muscle faster than those living life  without it.

I’m living proof.  Here’s what I did differently this trip.

I usually, when on vacation, focus solely on cardio, A lot of cardio, because it’s free.  Take for example, Ireland.  Last fall my best friend, my best brother in law (her husband), my husband and I flew to Amsterdam and Ireland, loved both countries and ran our little hearts out while we were there.  We trained and ended that trip with a half marathon. It was beautiful.   I lost weight on that trip, Cool, But I also lost muscle mass.

On this incredible trip to Australia and New Zealand; I was sick week one. So all I did was try to survive.  Working out was not going to happen anyway, and I knew better.
Week 2 I was held hostage on a cruise ship for 7 nights and 7 full days.  I hated that, so don’t invite me on a cruise. But on that 20 year old ship was an equally as old fitness room.
It had weights and crappy cardio equipment and I have a stress fracture so the only cardio I was doing was on a Crappy bike, and for you cruisers + fitness freaks.. You know any cardio on a rough sea is a terrible idea. So I limited cardio to 15-25 minutes a day. That’s it. I shifted my focus to weight training. By weight training I mean free weights.  Screw the weight machines. I wasn’t about to attempt any of the older equipment that squeaked every time it moved.

I did more weighted squats this trip, but let me tell you. My butt loved it.  Lunges were out of the question because even with well practiced balance. I was not willing to blow out a knee because I wanted to work my legs at different times Just to hit a wave and fall over. — so I tested this theory.. And I stopped lunging from then on.  I took a 65 pound dumbbell and used it for sumo squats, regular squats and in between sets I grabbed 20-35 lb Dumbbells and did 12-15 reps of bicep curls, triceps presses, flys, reverse flys, rows and weighted ab exercises this all sounds like a duh. But usually I only have access to my body weight when on vacation and that just doesn’t work for me.

So I worked on my abs and lifted as heavily as I could from anywhere around 30-45 minutes a day for 6 of those 7 days.

And it worked like a charm.  Don’t lift 8 lb Dumbbells,  lift 12-15 pounds. Less reps and work up.

This saved me. And then I came home and tried to recover.  And I have worked out a total of 3 times in a full week.  I can’t seem to pull it together, but my body is trying really hard to help me hang in there.  I am more impressed and surprised by the break in postpartum, post vacay weight gain that I have had from this trip. Great Job body, I’m sure it’s only because you’re as confused as I feel.  Maybe that’s the secret.

In one week I have experienced vertigo, infection, nausea, headaches, blurred vision, not enough sleep because the time difference is so insane it’s not even worth discussing. Here’s a clue: I’m writing this at 3:45AM if that gives you any idea.  My period is 3 days off, (don’t worry/ it showed up. I’m not pregnant. But if I were! It would be the sexiest baby of all, because it’s father would have to be from New Zealand.  Chill out, you now know too much.) I can only imagine the affect on the rest of my body this trip has had if all of that is this jacked.

In addition to weight training, I also ate everything and anything I wanted, including: 2-3 sour dough balls a night.  (Fun fact: if you are diabetic, sourdough bread does not spike your blood sugar like other breads-so eat this.) sometimes 2 entrees for dinner, most nights 3 desserts.  Don’t judge me.  Go big or go home.

My spending was out of control because everything is a billion dollars. AND!!! our dollar is stronger! .. (doesn’t freaking matter when a burger is literally $25AUS).

Anyway. THIS was by far the best trip, the water was the bluest of blue, the people were shaken out of a model magazine and the food was brilliant.  I can’t wait to move there.  They love animals and they too think Trump as President is the biggest joke known to man.

So while I sit here watching the room spin, why does anyone drink? This is why I don’t drink and I’m still experiencing it.

Anyway. I’m rambling Bc I’m tired and drunk.

But here is a workout routine and my digestive help routine:::

Cardio:  I rode the bike for 15-25 minutes

I attempted walking up a hill on a treadmill, but the waves forced me to lose balance and nearly fall.

either way!

15 Sumo Squats with 65 pound dumbbell (this was the heaviest they offered).  Feet are wider than hip width distance a part, toes pointed outward, heels in, hold dumbbell from the top of it squat keeping your knees tracking over your ankels, chest held high.

12-15 Bicep Curls:  I used a 20 pound dumbbell for 15 reps, 25 pounds for 10-12 reps.

Tricep Press:  I took a 35 pound dumbbell, laying on my back on a bench keeping elbows stationary dropping weight behind my head towards floor, pressing it back toward the sky.

Repeat these three exercises for 3 sets.


15 Regular weighted squats (keeping feet hip width distance, feet parallel) holding 65 pound dumbbell.

12-15 rows:  Using a 35 pound weight, one knee on the bench, coordinating hand holds top of bench.  pull weight up, keeping core strong, squeeze shoulder blades together as you row.

40 Mason Twists: there are a billion names for this particular exercise:  Balancing on the floor or end of bench, feet stay lifted (modification, heels rest lightly on the floor) holding one dumbbell at your chest, rotate your torso to the right elbow reaches toward the floor, repeat other side.

Repeat these for three sets.

Simple, short and sweet and you’ve all seen them before, but this is what I did.  I liked it.

Other super secret winners:

I use digestive enzymes.  In particular I use Terazymes from doterra.  They have literally saved me. I eat two with every meal.

Digest-zen essential oils,  I put 3-5 drops on my belly every night and rub it in clockwise.  I do this on vacay and at home.


then I ate a lot.


Thank you for reading and for your support and for allowing me to blab your ear off.  I appreciate you all more than you will ever know.  Put Australia and New Zealand at the top of your bucket list.  I can’t wait to move here 🙂

imageLake Tekapo- crappy pic only Bc u can’t see the blue in the lake—see below 😍imageimage

Auntie and I:: dreams do come true. Sydney Opera House, dinner cruise through Sydney and Darling HArborimage

Bondi Beach and Icebergs Beach Club. This has been on my own bucket list since forever so my giddiness exceeded that of a 7 year old going to Disney.

imageCairnes, Queensland Australia.  The Oldest Rainforest.  Beauty. imageimageSelfie in the tiniest room of ever. #cruiseimage

Akoroa, NZ.  On our Hector Dolphin Cruise. I focused on the beauty of this water, George and Hector in hopes of not vomiting.


Sydney, AUS Darling Harbor=happy placeimage

Still at port in Brisbane.  Get on board. Hit buffet. Take selfie. Move in to smallest room you can for a week. Love.  Cousin love ❤️

Blogging Lag, Jet Lag and a Boot to recovery.


I am a millennial/ gen Y: I am a yoga instructor :: which means I support naps, unemployment and Doritos. Just somewhere along the line, out of poor eating habits and crappy genetics I ended up with PCOS, which forced me before even being diagnosed, to make the conscious decision to give up fast food and soda in the 10th grade. Exercise was always a way of life so when I gave up sports I realized the heavy reliability my body had on it to stay in shape.. And “looking” healthy. I’ve never bounced back fully. Should I regret giving up sports while watching as my body lost all muscle in a matter of just a couple of months? Or be grateful it happened so I could wake up and make some good decisions. Either way no regrets, frustrations, YES, regrets, nah.

So I traveled to Australia and New Zealand earlier this month. It was the best thing. It was the best two weeks of my life. No really.. I have never fallen in love with two countries, let alone one, and all of their people in all of my life in a shorter period of time, than I did in those two weeks.

I left the United States in a boot from a stress fx and pushing granny in a wheel chair down a jet way from PHX-LAX-AUK

Anyway. Upon my return home from these incredible two weeks of life, I ended up not only depressed, but physically a hot hot mess. I have never experienced jet lag to this degree. Ever. And I’m talking even post Hong Kong. Here I am entering week 2 of some of the most difficult recovery days of my life. I’ve had an easy life, but I’m comparing this to a month out of school due to a severe kidney infection, I’m talking a Pulminary emboli shower, and then this. Jet lag. Vertigo. Nausea. Headaches. Blurred Vision. The only thing keeping the other two in the running is that I haven’t thrown up yet.

So scientifically speaking, ha! Right. Ok, Kileys deep thoughts: let’s talk Coriolis Effect… I’m not a scientist, but I’ll bet somewhere on the internet I could find a fictional or non fictional article to back my theory here.. So hang tight.

There is controversy on the theory of toilets or sinks to spin or flush or drain in the opposite direction in the Southern Hemisphere vs northern hemisphere.

The theory is is that there is not enough mass or area to cause this to happen in these appliances. Ok whatever. To be honest I never found a toilet that didn’t just force The water straight down. I never found a toilet similar to the ones we have here in the states at all, so I couldn’t actually test this theory. On the other hand. I spent a week at sea, on a cruise ship. The sea is much larger in size when compared to a sink or bathtub. And I slept on it for 7 nights. These large body masses is where the Coriolis Effect happens right?

We then proceeded to fly through 11 time zones back to the United States. I haven’t been the same since and I have family members who have experienced the same thing. So! My theory is not a theory at all, but just chilling in the Southern Hemisphere in a great body of water. Cyclones spin a different way here. Why can’t this jack my brain up and the way my body functions? I think it can. I’ll keep that as is because It’s an opinion or theory. But it’s a struggle and I want to vomit a lot. I just haven’t. Just crossing the equator a couple of times and sleeping in a giant puddle of rocky waters seems to me like I am in the wrong line of business.

It’s science. You’re welcome.

And here is some info on the Coriolis Effect