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What to Expect with my “Lindsay Tries” Video Series

February 10, 2019 By Lindsay Gee Leave a Comment

Over the past 22 years I’ve been lucky enough to work in the fitness industry as a Ph.D. in Exercise Physiology, a Canadian Forces recruit trainer, a fitness leader advocating for family fitness and as a group exercise instructor in front of 100’s of people stepping, grapevining and HIIT’ing up a storm. To say I love fitness would be an understatement. This industry is my true passion and any time I get to help educate, motivate and/or inspire someone to get moving, I am in my happiest of happy places. I adore it.

Being in the industry for so many years and founding a company built on women supporting women has led to a wicked following of women who are kind, funny, supportive, authentically real and absolutely incredible. The great thing about that in my eyes? Y’all trust me to give you honest opinions, to not advocate for quick fixes when it comes to your fitness and health and to make you laugh. I am me, no hiding that in my social posts, and I’m so grateful that you continue to follow along through this quirky and amazing life I get to lead.

Over the years you’ve asked my opinion on a lot of things. From fitness to nutrition to equipment to skincare to clothing to you name it, you’ve asked me. I’m often asked how I relax, take care of myself and what I do for fun. So, I thought…hey…I’m going to start shooting video of me trying a bunch of things and maybe people will watch!

Enter my “Lindsay Tries” Video Series.

In this video series you’ll watch me trying and reviewing different fitness classes, equipment, beauty products, self-care options, girls’ night out events and…well…whatever it is y’all want me to try!

Here’s what you can expect from these videos:

An honest review of the product, class or service (rating based on peanut butter cups – 5/5 peanut butter cups = bombass);
Information on how to book, get started and what to expect;
Pros and cons (if it’s relevant);
Laughter and silliness (because life is heavy enough…video reviews need not be).

If you have in mind a product, class, piece of equipment, skin care regimen, self-care option, girls night out event or anything you’re simply curious about…let me know! I’ll reach out and see if I can’t give it a whirl for you and give you my honest review. I’ll try just about anything, so let me know what you’ve got in mind! Except anything to do with snakes. That’s a no-go. 100% I will tell you to jump off a cliff if it involves snakes.

If you run a business, have a product and/or service you’d love for me to review, please email me at lindsay@lindsaygee.ca and we can chat all about getting products/services reviewed! It’ll be a BLAST!

If you want to know about it, if you’re curious about something…I’ll try it. Just let me know! This is going to fun. This is going to be very, very fun!

What Support Warriors Actually Need as We Stand, Support and Battle for Our Loved Ones with Mental Illness

January 28, 2019 By Lindsay Gee 2 Comments

Let me start by saying this: being the “safe place” for my son as he battles his anxiety and depression is an honor and I am 100% grateful that I am his person. Never doubt that. Please. You have no idea the effort and “blocking” it takes to be the support person he releases all his ugly words, emotions and energy on during his moments of crisis.

I have incredible respect for those of you who battle mental illness. I call you Mental Health Warriors. To get up, get out of bed, be judged, work through it, get through each day and brave on to the next – you have my full and complete respect. But the following words are not for you. They’re for the Support Warriors who stand and fight beside you in not only your times of crisis, but every day you may or may not need us.

When my son is in the midst of a panic attack he becomes a different person. He’s angry. He can’t breathe. He cries. He yells. And he says the most heart-breaking words you could ever imagine your child saying. I won’t tell you what he says, because those are his words, his moment and you don’t have the right to know. But, they’re awful, hurtful, and tear my heart apart every time they leave his mouth and hit my ears.

At the end of the day, I know I’m loved. I know that when my son gets through an attack we will both be exhausted and raw. And, as much as I know he doesn’t mean the words he says during an attack, hard as I try, they do chip away at my heart and my confidence in being able to be what he needs. Once he’s settled, my heart and soul remain bruised and battered and need to be nurtured. And this is when Support Warriors feel their lonliest. After an attack.

Trust me when I tell you that Support Warriors are well aware of the work that goes into supporting mental illness. We know the strategies to try, we know what to do…or we don’t, but ultimately we’re doing the best we can with the tools we have at the moment. Unfortunately, most Support Warriors feel the need to constantly defend their choices, their tactics and their strategies to the public who know very little about what we go through.

When you see us working with our loved one to get them through an attack, we don’t want your advice. We really don’t. It’s distracting and takes our focus and energy away from the person who most needs it.

Please don’t tell me to get my child to breathe (he hates breathing strategies). Please don’t tell me to distract him (he hates distraction). Please don’t tell me to tell him to list things he can feel, smell, taste, etc…he also hates that. As a Support Warrior, I know all this. I’ve learned all this and for us…it hasn’t worked yet.

When I get my child through an attack, the last thing I want to hear is how I could have done it differently. Maybe tomorrow I’d be up for your opinion, but definitely not right after. I’m raw. I’m hurting. I’m relieved. I’m exhausted.

Advice, although well-intended, actually isolates us. It makes us lonlier than you could ever imagine. We’re not asking you for strategies in those moments. Truly. We’re asking you to give us space to support. We’re asking you to not judge us. We’re asking you to not judge the person we’re supporting. We’re asking you to support us, give us a hug when you can and tell us we’re pretty (just kidding…just tell us that you can see we’re doing the best we can in a really difficult situation).

For all of you Support Warriors out there, I’m here. I feel you. I appreciate you. I will battle beside you every single day. You are amazing. The words you hear, the emotions you absorb and the impact that energy has on your soul is crushing. I feel you. I hear you.

I am you.

You are not alone in this.

Not only do our Mental Health Warriors needs support, but the family members, the friends, the coaches and anyone else who is trying their best to help, empathize and encourage…they need your support. When we manage to get our Warrior through a panic attack, a bout of depression, an episode or whatever our Warrior is going through, we need to know that love and compassion await, not judgment on what we could be doing better.

We need you to check in on us. We need you to hug us. We need you to empathize. We need you to tell us how fucking strong we are because, trust me, supporting anxiety and depression is soul-crushing work. Would I change it if I could? F**K YES. I wouldn’t wish mental illness on anyone. But can I change this right now? No.

So, I need support and love. I need to know I’m not alone.

Support Warriors – you are fucking rockstars. You deserve all the self-care you can swing. You need to take a moment when your person gets through their attack to acknowledge how fucking SHITTY that was and that you ALSO made it. You are also a WARRIOR. You battle. You fight. You support. You love at times where you have all the anger and hatred directed at you. And yet…there you stand. Doing your best to get your Warrior to a safe place. YOU are their safe place.

Support Warriors – where is your safe place? Do you have one? Are you taking care of your own heart and soul to help you get through? I sure hope so. You’re important. You’re going to need counseling. Trust me. Get it. Find it.

My idea of self-care. Yoga in a beautiful place with amazing Hot Mamas.

You are not alone. You do not have to battle alone.

If you’re reading this and this has struck a chord with you, please reach out. If you need support in supporting – please reach out. You’re not alone. We can battle for our Mental Health Warrior, but do not forget to take care of you. If you’re feeling lonely, judged, pitied and like you’re not doing enough – welcome, my friend – you’re officially a Support Warrior. Now the goal is to support one another and build one another back up.

I will tell you over and over again how amazing you are. How strong you are. I would glue your heart back together and sprinkle glitter on your soul if I could to brighten your world. But I hope this post at least, in a small way, lets you know you’re not alone.

I’m here. Right beside you. Fighting. Every single day.

The Domino Effect of Deciding to Change

November 14, 2018 By Lindsay Gee 1 Comment

We all know that change is hard. There are thousands of books written on how to go through the process of making changes for the better. There are thousands of articles on steps you can take to help you through the hard times. But honestly, the hardest thing about change, about pivoting something in your life, is that you have no idea, absolutely no idea if the change will actually be for the better.

I mean, sure, there are some decisions that you’ll make that are pretty dang clear, but I’m not talking about the easy decisions. I’m talking about those major decisions you need to make in this life of yours that change the entire path you’re on. These are the decisions you eventually need to just trust your gut, throw caution to the wind and…decide.

How daunting is that? It’s no wonder many of us sit stuck in a place because we’re too afraid to take even the smallest of steps in one direction. How can you decide something that will forever impact your life if you have no idea if it’s right or wrong?!

But, at some point, you’ll need to throw your hands up in the air and either pivot or don’t. Make the move or don’t. Change or don’t.

But, here’s the #1 thing I’ve learned about change:

Change is not just one decision and you’re done.
Change requires thousands of decisions and pivots.

Change starts with one decision and one pivot that dominos to many. It requires a decision to make a move, and that move will then need to pivot, then another pivot, then a pivot to that pivot, followed by an unexpected pivot and then probably 897,00+ more pivots. This is one of the biggest lessons I’ve learned as I’ve made some pretty major decisions in my life.

Your decision to change, to pivot the way you’ve been leading your life, your business, your job, your relationship, whatever you’re changing doesn’t end with that one decision. That one decision snowballs and apparently, for the most part, most major decisions will impact every aspect of your world. I don’t say this to scare you, I just wish I’d known that when making major decisions I’d need to put on protective gear for all aspects of my life because one major decision has the potential to affect all areas of my life.

And honestly, whether the major decision or change you’re making is in only one area of your life, it’s going to affect that area PLUS all the other areas. Making a big work decision? It’s going to impact your personal life. Making a big personal decision? It’s absolutely going to affect your work life.

Oh Lindsay, stop being so dramatic.

I know that’s what you’re thinking, but hold on…I’ll show you what I mean.

We’ve recently made a change to how I run my business. We’re testing out a new business model, moving away from franchising and into licensing. Now, this was a MAJOR decision and one I didn’t take lightly. I spent months and months agonizing about the decision. I did my research. I spoke to my mentors. I consulted successful business owners. I read, I researched, I took courses and I finally decided to make a change, to pivot my business.

Here’s what happened:

I pivoted and was instantly filled with self-doubt.
I lost sleep.
I didn’t eat – that’s my stress response.
The people around me panicked (change is hard and when you make a decision that impacts others…they’re going to panic).
I worked like a fiend to prove that I made the right decision.
I pushed my team to work as hard as me.
I upped my exercise regimen because exercise is medicine for me and when stressed, I workout.
I had little time or energy for my friends.
I cocooned.
I got sick.
I worked long hours sacrificing precious family time.
I then had to pivot my pivot and I didn’t see that coming.
I then had to pivot the pivot I initially pivoted.
Then all these new changes I made further impacted all the areas of my life and so the cycle repeats.

You see…one decision impacted the mental, social, physical and emotional areas of my life. Completely and totally. And, I still have no idea if I’ve made the right decision. I have to believe I did, but again…one change has led to 897,000 additional pivots (okay, that was a liiiiitle dramatic).

Change is hard. It can affect you physically (sleep, physical activity, food intake, alcohol intake, etc.), emotionally (stress, irritability, all-consuming self-doubt, etc.), socially (all relationships and how you function as a mother, partner, friend, etc.) and mentally (mental sharpness, ability to pay attention, thoughts and ideas, etc.).

But the best thing I’ve learned about change? Even if you make a mistake, you’re one pivot away from a new direction. You’re just one decision away from redirecting yourself to where you’re meant to go.

Although change is hard and most big decisions will impact every area of your life, don’t stop. You have to continue to pivot. Did our first pilot test of licensing work? Maybe. I didn’t stay long enough in that decision to find out, I pivoted again and again because I listened to my gut. Did I give up? NOPE. I continue to pivot and adjust daily. And I will continue to pivot in this direction until I nail it.

We pivot. We pivoted the pivot. So, no matter what decision you make, whether it was “right” or “wrong”, you will absolutely, 100%, need to re-evaluate and adjust. I wish I’d known that. I wish I’d known that one pivot or decision isn’t enough.

One decision leads to thousands. One change will lead to thousands of tiny, super significant pivots.

It’s effing terrifying, isn’t it?! Trust me, as someone going through MULTIPLE changes, I know how you feel. But, the greatest consolation I can give you is that you’re one decision away from righting any mistake you’re about to make. So go on, change. And know that no matter what, whether that one decision you made was a mistake, you’re just one more decision, one more change, one more pivot away from getting on the track you truly desire to be on.

It’s not much of a consolation, is it? But, it’s something.

All this to say: Don’t be afraid of change. Make the decision, change your footing and remember it’s okay to pivot. Give yourself that permission. You’re not going to get it right the first time. But, I have to believe, at some point, I’m truly going to nail this. At which point…I’ll pivot…and make it even better.

Raising Awareness & Supporting Mental Health Through Sport? YES. PLEASE.

October 29, 2018 By Lindsay Gee Leave a Comment

As many of you know, my sweet son battles anxiety on the daily. Some days he flies through his day and other days, it’s an emotional, exhausting and depleting battle for us both. I am his pillar of strength and I am his safe place. There is no bigger, more difficult, more important job than that one job I hold. Every battle we fight and win, we both celebrate. We know how important it is to communicate this battle and show our strength to the world.

My son has approved this post and these photos and wants everyone to know that he is a fighter.

Last week at hockey practice my son’s coach sat the kids down to have a meeting. I had no idea what was going to be said, had I known, I may have prepared my heart a little better. The coach started talking about teamwork, about how important it is to support one another. He spoke about not judging anyone’s behavior, reaction or displays of emotion. Then he spoke of raising awareness for mental health. He then brought up “Buddy Check for Jesse” and asked the kids to put green tape on their sticks for their upcoming game to support mental health.

I ducked my head, buried my face in my scarf and tried to breathe through the rest of his speech.

Why did that affect me so? Because we battle. And discovering that THIS conversation is happening in locker rooms took my breath away. It wasn’t long ago that you wouldn’t dare discuss depression or anxiety, especially during a team meeting. It wasn’t long ago that I would have tried to “hide” the battles my son and I have. But, I know better. And he knows better. He shows me how strong he is every single time he ties up his skates. I know what it takes for him to get out on that ice each and every time. And yet…he does it.

So, as I’m listening to our coach talk about supporting one another, encouraging one another and speaking up for one another, I realized we aren’t alone in this. It is campaigns and good work done like what is being done by “Buddy Check for Jesse”, that I can breathe a little easier and know education is out there, efforts are being made and people are listening to help and support mental health.

Maybe more people will talk about mental health. Maybe more compassion will be given to my son as he battles. Maybe, just maybe, a child will be listening, really listening, and save a life by reaching out to a friend battling a war many don’t know goes on every moment of every day.

As the coach was talking, my son looked up at me and said “He’s talking about me”. I told him he was talking about many people, not just him as I was worried he thought the coach was singling him out. He shook his head and said, “No Mama. He’s talking about me and my anxiety. He understands.”

*Cue ugly cry.

The coach then said “Everyone needs a safe place. Perhaps you will be a safe place for one of your teammates”. My son, once again, looked up at me and said “You’re my safe place, Mama. He’s talking about you”.

So, yeah, I was a crying mess in the locker room as our coach discussed the green tape the team would be taping on their hockey sticks for their game on the weekend. The tape players would use to show support and compassion and awareness for mental health.

Raising a child with anxiety is difficult. Not the panic attacks or the worry itself (though trust me, those are gut-wrenching and so very hard), but the thoughts of “what if”. What if this gets worse? What if he gives up? What if I lose a battle? What if, what if, what if…I’m not enough?

Here’s the thing: maybe I’m not enough? Okay. I think that’s okay now. I think with increased awareness and education surrounding mental health, maybe it’s not just me battling for my son. Maybe, just maybe, he’ll find increased support from teammates, coaches and support staff. Maybe, just maybe…I don’t have to be the only one battling with my son. Maybe just maybe, this world will open its compassionate arms and embrace the battle of mental health.

I couldn’t be more proud to see all the green taped hockey sticks on the ice this past weekend. Green is the color for mental health and my son’s taped hockey stick meant so much to both of us. I love sport. I love sport so very much for so many reasons, but one of the biggest reasons is the confidence it gives my son to persist, to continue to battle and to know that he’s not alone…both on the ice or in his battle.

Please check out the good work done by Buddy Check for Jesse.

It’s more than green tape. It’s awareness. It’s support. It’s realizing you’re not alone. It is this initiative that had our coach talking to his players about mental health and support in the dressing room after a practice. Our coach couldn’t have done a better job of it. I was humbled and proud and although a sobbing mess, so very comforted by the message our coach was sending to my son and his teammates.

Lindsay Gee Rant – Shut Your Face & Do The Work!

July 18, 2018 By Lindsay Gee Leave a Comment

Sigh. Sigh. Sigh. Sigh. Sigh. Siiiiiiiiiiiigh.

Alright…here we go…

No. You’re not going to get fit if you don’t get physically active.

No. You’re not going to get healthy if you keep putting shitty food in your mouth.

No. You’re not going to love your body if you don’t do the work, both inside and out.

No. That fad diet isn’t, actually, going to work out for you in the long run.

No. Your whining about how hard it is doesn’t actually make it any easier.

No. Your excuses don’t actually get the workout done.

No. You can’t put 50% in and get 100% out.

No. You won’t see improvements if you workout “every now and then”.

No. I can’t do the work for you.

No. You truly cannot spot reduce.

No. I can’t want this more than you do.

No. Cheating on your workout won’t get you the results you want….I saw you do only 15 reps when I told you 20.

No. Just because it’s made from coconut oil doesn’t mean you can eat all of it (put the fudge down).

No. The calories do count even if you just worked out.

No. Your metabolism won’t be the same as it was 20 years ago but that doesn’t mean you give up.

No. Slowly pedaling on the incumbent bike while you flip through the pages in “Fitness Magazine” will not get you the results you’re after.

No. It doesn’t matter what you wear when you workout. Look cute, look like shit…it doesn’t matter…just wear something you’re comfortable in.

No. No one cares what you look like when you workout. Just do it.

Yes. You do have to sweat.

Yes. You do have to put the work in.

Yes. You do need to push yourself.

Yes. Your fitness is important.

Yes. Salad is good for you. Stop your bitching.

Yes. Quinoa is ALSO good for you. Shut up and eat it.

Yes. You can change your metabolism. If you do the work. So shut it and do the work.

Yes. The calories do count even if you sneak it and no one sees you shove it in your gob.

Yes. Your head will explode if you bitch too much (fact, not fiction).

Yes. It does add up. So take the stairs, play tag, go for a walk.

Yes. You’re going to feel like a sausage in your jeans if you eat a steady stream of chocolate and drink wine like it’s water (sad, but true).

Yes. Water is good for you. Shut it and drink it.

Yes. Sleep is important for health. Close your eyes and go to sleep.

Yes. You can treat yourself. Every now and then. Not every hour (or even every other hour…nice try).

Yes. Your time is important. So is the health of your body, mind and soul.

Yes. Excuses annoy the heck out of me because there’s no excuse to not move and honour your body. You are important.

Yes. Managing it all is hard and tricky and I know you’re busy and it’s hot or it’s cold or you didn’t eat enough or your ate too much and you’re burping tacos or you didn’t drink enough water or you’re wearing the wrong underwear or you forgot your deodorant or you locked your keys in your father-in-law’s car or you need to vacuum, dust, clean toilets, organize closets…or you juuuust dooon’t waaannaaaa . Do it, anyway.