I can always count on life to bring me down a peg.

Martin and I spent the weekend drinking wine, eating crepes, dining in fine restaurants, enjoying breakfast in bed and flouncing around in white bathrobes in our hotel room overlooking Lake Geneva. 

And now I have a UTI. 

I get it life. You got me. I have been humbled.

I am now taking cranberry supplements, drinking ridiculous amounts of water (including a glass with a teaspoon of baking soda mixed in) and Googling home remedies. I have finally sorted out my health insurance over here but I’m hoping that I can beat this one without antibiotics and a visit to my new GP who may or may not speak English.


xxx BHF  


Laundry Ninja

laundryThere are ten apartments in our building and we all share one (ONE!) washing machine. There’s a calendar that you can sign up to for your laundry time, but I’ve recently been doing my laundry on Monday morning, as no one else seemed to block out this time. Monday is also my cleaning day, so it’s nice to get all of the tedious tasks done at the same time. This shared laundry situation, along with not having a dish washer anymore, are a couple things that have made this move completely unbearable less pleasant at times.

This morning I went down with a load of darks and someone else’s finished load was sitting in the machine. I briefly looked at the calendar and didn’t see it blocked out for the morning, so I removed the clothes and put them in the empty basket next to the machine. For the record, I rarely do this. But I’ve been doing my laundry on Monday morning for months now and that load was totally messing up my Monday morning routine.

I put my clothes in with detergent and fabric softener, set the machine to 30 degrees, economy cycle, debited my laundry card and shut the door. I usually do 2-3 loads on Monday, so I looked at the calendar again to block it out and realised that I was looking at the wrong day and someone had actually blocked it out for the entire day today.

Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiit! I am an asshole.

I panicked for a second and then realised that there was only one thing to do in this situation: employ my ninja skills.

I’ve set my timer to the exact time it will take the load to finish (actually 20 second before) and I’ve mentally prepared myself to fill my basket as quickly and quietly as possible, without being seen. I’m actually visualising this, like athletes do before a race. There is no room for error because I hate awkward situations and I don’t want to be known as the rude “American” in the building.

There are 16 minutes left on my timer, so I’m going to do some stretching. I’ll let you know how it goes…

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A Day in Switzerland: Jungfrau Region (PART 4: Wengen – Kleine Scheidegg)


PART 1  /  PART 2  /  PART 3

Last Friday, I, along with the rest of Switzerland, headed up to Wengen. It was the only nice day in the 10 day forecast and it seemed like everyone had the same idea. On my journey I met a few nice people. From Interlaken Ost to Lauterbrunnen, I sat next to an elderly Swiss woman on her way to the Schilthorn for lunch. After talking for ten minutes she invited me to join her. I kindly declined because I didn’t want to change my plans. I was in the mood to go for a hike and told her that I was saving my first trip to the Schilthorn for when I could share it with Martin.

On the train from Lauterbrunnen to Wengen, I sat with a friendly Dutch couple that have been vacationing in Switzerland for the past 5 years. I got some good tips for future hikes and then bid them farewell at Wengen as they were taking the train all the way up to Kleine Scheidegg.

The hike from Wengen to Kleine Scheidegg (trail 41) took around 2 hours and 45 minutes. Along the way, there was a male solo hiker that I seemed to be having a relay race with. I would pass him and then he would pass me. The annoying thing was that it always worked out that he made it to the next park bench before me and he would always sit down to have a break. It happened four times, so I eventually pushed on without taking a break so I could finally get to the next bench and eat my lunch. I think I had the last laugh because the bench I eventually got to sit down on had amazing panoramic views.

Even though it was a challenging workout hiking uphill instead of downhill, I was actually able to walk properly the next day with little, to no, muscle soreness. I think my days of hiking downhill are over.

xx BHF

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wengen 026Growing up we had a large red ant hill located in the boulevard behind our backyard. I was always fascinated by the small mound of twigs and leaves, alive with hundreds if not thousands of manic red ants.

I have to admit that I did, occasionally, play God with them and place large objects in the middle of their hill. It was amazing to see how quickly they sprang into action to attack the foreign intruder (usually a rock or large twig).

During my hike from Wengen to Kleine Scheidegg on Friday, I stumbled across an absolutely massive red ant colony. I was taking some macro photographs of lichen on a tree stump when out the corner of my eye I saw the swarm of ants.


I took a short video of the ant hill. Predictably, the ants gave me a little payback for my evil childhood ways…

xx BHF

Fit Friday: Update (week 9)


“The hikers” – Dad’s Amazing Model Railway

Okay, so I’ve recently ramped things up…a lot. I was getting very frustrated with the minimal changes I was seeing. It seemed like no matter what I did, the number on the scale wouldn’t budge, well, that’s not true, it did…but not in the right direction.

This past Sunday I weighed in at 133 lbs, back to where I started from nine weeks ago. This was the last straw. I’ve now eliminated alcohol and sugar (including fruit) and have increased my protein intake. I’ve also changed my fitness routine, increasing my resistance training and adding fun things like skipping(!), squats and more intense Yoga sessions.

I’m feeling a lot better and I am starting to see good changes in my muscle tone in my arms and legs. I’ve always taken pride in my strength (I was the arm wrestling champion of my grade 8 math class – including the boys) and it’s great to start seeing it come back.

 I’m hiking from Wengen to Kleine Scheidegg this afternoon; a 2.5 hour uphill hike. I just can’t get enough of the Jungfrau!

Happy weekend!

xx BHF


{updates on my stats after the jump}

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