Journey to New York

Well it's official, I've been invited to speak at the 140 Characters Conference in New York City this coming June!

What an incredible opportunity Jeff Pulver has given me, to speak of cookies, anxiety, twitter and making change. I'm WAY beyond excited!

However, if you follow me on the twitter or facebook you know all my darkest secrets, like I'm nowhere near cured of anxiety and stage fright has a wobbly grip on my jello legs. This leads me to my newest endeavour, getting over the fright and getting stage-ready (hopefully including pounds lost off my frame as well) by June.

Sooooo, you can catch this baker every Wednesday night (as well as maybe a few other nights a week) strutting my stuff on the sticky stages of dark and dank karaoke bars trying to leave the fear behind and bring my best game to the streets of New York this summer.

The Results

I starved. I may have blacked out a time or two. The 14 lbs I lost actually felt like 50. But in the end, I conquered.

12 days of raw food. That means no bread or crackers, no cookies or cake, basically no meat and definitely no eggs.

It sucked.

By day 3 on, I had a headache that wouldn't go away. In the pre-noon hours I was nervous and jittery. My hands would shake, my temper was shirt and I felt like sleeping all the time. On day 7 something miraculous happened. I had "run a marathon" kind of energy. I was jumping around, jittery in a completely different kind of way if i didn't diffuse some of it.

So was the raw food diet wager a success? Well I won the bet. That means I pick this years charity, $250 ponied up by my friends comes to me AND Ange will be wearing (*amended from earlier in the bet*) a cookie costume while handing out cookies in Waterloo Town Square in the spring. It was a VERY successful wager.

I'm glad I did it (and succeeded) this year. I'm happy to have earned the honour of naming the charity, I'm happy to say I'll be donating half of my winnings to the charity (which I haven't decided on yet), I'm HAPPY I lost 14 lbs and the fact that my friend will be all shades of red wearing that costume? That's just a bonus.

Stayed tuned next January for the reveal of Hardcore Friendship Battle Part 3, I'm going to do my best to make my friends lives miserable for 2 weeks.

The Wager

So yes, I am a *little* competitive. Last year, the bet was about the charity. This year, it's all about saving my name and proving Ange WRONG.

So we upped the ante a little this year. WHEN I WIN, Ange will don the dreaded bunny costume and hand out cookies in Uptown Waterloo for 2 hours. In addition, that $200 from last year... it's been upped to $250 and it'll all be mine (plus the $250 for the charity). SWEET SWEET REVENGE.

IF, the Earth's axis suddenly shifted while I was walking down the street and a chicken wing flew into my mouth (which, be honest, could NEVER possibly happen) this girl will be forced to wear a UNITARD (yes, a là Big Brother) for a week. I'd be worried about having to attend church and business meetings and karaoke and cake deliveries in a UNITARD because if you've ever seen me, I'm pretty sure I don't have the right body type for a unitard BUT as stated before, the chances of this happening are about 6 BILLION to 1, so I am riduculously confident that the unitard will not happen.

But ya know, just in case, if you see me this week, please don't throw any chicken wings at me. I'm not sure I could overcome the temptation.