So, I made it through the Ontario Police College, I made it through home training, and I made it through my primary and secondary coach officers. I could now pick up where I left off in the weight room, and put some focus back on building muscle. I enlisted the help of my old friend, the genius, George Tardik, for some nutrition advice, and did a posing session with the amazing Mindi O’Brien.
I got through the majority of my competition prep on my own by digging up old training logs and diet plans, and I did pretty good. (The Intenet is a wonderful thing.) But, I needed help through the final stretch, and found Amer. He took me through the final 4 weeks, including the dreaded “peak week”.
And so, after 3 years away from the stage, my return took place July 21st and 22nd, at the IDFA International Championships
Some last minute posing.
On the morning of July 21st, we packed what food I needed for the day – sweet potatoes and honey – and headed to Meadowvale Theatre in Mississauga.
It felt great to be backstage again, and I was excited some of my platoon mates were there to cheer me on.
Joe made it out too, but didn’t get there on time for pre-show photos 😉
It was really great to have their support there, I can’t explain how much it meant to me. Thanks guys x
I was hungry, tired, excited, a little nervous, carb depleted, and thrilled to be in a class of so many beautifully buff ladies.
Seven of us walked out on stage, proud of our accomplishment to just be there on the stage, the sweat and grumbling tummies we’ve endured distant memories. The judges have us go through out quarter turns, as they compare our symmetry and muscle tone against each other. I was in the middle of the pack, and remained there – that’s a good sign, it means they’re comparing the others against you.
When we were called back out for the awards round I was nervous. Still a bride’s maid, or did I break that streak today?
Well, obviously I did, otherwise the title of this post would’ve been different.
It didn’t really sink in what 1st place in th Open class meant. I was a little confused when they brought out this framed piece of paper… Until I read it. It wasn’t pro “card”! I did it!!
Yay, I can eat again!! The first thing I thought of was the Coffee Crisp bar that was in my bag backstage. I still had the overall round to compete in, which, as the name implies, would determine the overall winner between the short class (which I won), and the tall class that was won by the beautiful Jennifer Dunn, from Brampton.