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I fell off the diet bandwagon. Repeat. I give up. I’m never going to be able to stick to something 7 days a week but what I can do is:
- Eat better when eating at home. I like salad and breakfast. Who knew?
- Exercise when I can. Walk to work, get up and do half hour. Walk instead of catching a bus, go to the gym. It works
- Stretch, run, do push ups. Things I would never have done 6 weeks ago but things I will continue.
I feel better, I look better, this is not me giving up, this is me realising it is a lifestyle to adopt, not a 12 week program I can do. I won’t choose the deep fried option every week. I can say no to hot chips, but I will still occasionally have a potato scallop, and laksa, but I will compensate with salad and home made soup and taking my lunch. I can do this. I will achieve. I will look hot in a bikini, this summer, not next year. I will no longer delay my goals. I can achieve anything. Just get up and do it. A motto for the summer and beyond.
Smile, it makes the world better.
Another week behind
A new job, daylight savings and PMS. Recipe for disaster - I have drunk, eaten amazing meals and even ate chocolate. These are things I normally do in moderation but this week got out of hand, spiralling down until today where I have just finished a box of chocolates. Was going to stay on the couch and feel sorry for myself, I am continuously tired, feel gross because of no flushing toilet but I have made a decision to get back on the horse.
I went for a run, I am cooking a very healthy dinner and alarms are set for a 6am start tomorrow. I did a shop, I have planned my meals, now planning my gym sessions. Time to get back on track, I will have nights where I drink, but not on my own at home anymore. Wine is banished from the house, chocolate too. Another start, a week behind but hoping to double up and catch up this week. The fitness test will hurt as I haven’t done anywhere the work in the first 4 weeks that I should have but hey, it is a reality check, time to kill it. Works outs just got mandatory. Every day. No excuses.
FAIL
Started the week so well, only to fall over at the first possible hurdle. Wine tasting Wednesday, backed up with an awesome dinner at a pop up restaurant yesterday. I am sure lamb shoulder and cheese and truffle toasties are not on the 12WBT list of approved meals this week, but they were awesome, and I have no regrets, I just have to step it up and exercise ALOT to make up for it, combined with no snacks and under 1000 calories on other days, I hope to still make a difference.
I mean, look, it’s Friday and I don’t have a glass of wine in my hand, and I cooked dinner. This never happens. This is change, and change I can make and fits with my lifestyle. I was never going to be able to go booze free and avoid restaurants for 12 weeks. I like my life, losing weight is going to help me enjoy it a little more, but I am not putting my life on hold just to achieve it.
Tomorrow is AFL grand final day. There will be beer and an amazing feast by David at Perama. There will also be 3 hours of exercise. Bring it.
So I did it, I did my fitness test this morning and a pump class tonight.
Fitness test went as expected. I need to run more, learn to breathe, and work on my strength so I can do a push up. A proper one. And I took my before photo. I really thought I looked better than that - much room for improvement! I also lost nearly 2kg since Sunday, no idea how but I’ll take it!
It was my first pump class in about ten years and I went easy on the weights. The good news: I liked it, and I’d do it again, with harder weights. The bad news: Wait until Thursday, let’s see if I can walk.
And tomorrow… Spin, for the first time ever. If I can walk on the weekend I will be impressed but with a wine tasting on tomorrow night, need to kill some calories quick smart!
Oops
Today was day one. Well, it was supposed to be. It was definitely day one of a new job. That I did do properly, except for the microsleeps but they had NOTHING for me to do. I know in a matter of day I will be complaining that I have too much to do but today, not what I expected but also no excuse - no exercise and although I made good eating choices, and didn’t have coffee or alcohol, I can’t help but feel that I have cheated myself and haven’t really started this 12WBT business as I had intended.
Day two is another day and a BIG one for me, double up on exercise, eat well and no alcohol again. Coffee might have to happen, not sure I can do my first morning with no caffeine, especially when it is free.
Tomorrow I also do my first weight in and measurements. Ready and waiting to go, finally! I might be late but I will kick off in a big way.
So I am supposed to write down a plan of when I plan to exercise, as I am lying here on the couch, belly full, tv on. Challenge is I am feeling very unmotivated to really do anything. Time to change. I will start with sitting up. Slowly. And find the gym timetable.
Right, the plan:
Monday morning: Bodypump class, and pilates if work is accommodating
Tuesday: Swimfit or cyclaties in the morning
Wednesday morning: Spin
Thursday morning: Gym
Friday morning: Spin
Saturday: Walk and run. List of locations to come
Sunday: Sleep, or catch up on the day that I missed out. And hopefully a visit to the beach for a walk and swim. I love summer.
That is the plan. I will print and put on fridge, and set an alarm. Ready.
Deadline: 12th December Weight loss: 10kg Distance: Run 10km Flexibility: Touch my toes (harder than it sounds) Self control: Say no to alcohol more often, get to the gym everyday without complaint and sleep the hours I need to, and not on the couch Life: Smile more, cry less, work harder smarter and better, get some sunshine on my white white skin
Stupid health kick
Earlier this year I decided to make a change - get healthy and lose some of the weight that has made itself at home on my ever expanding frame in the last 10 years. It worked - I lost 5kg through better eating and getting off the couch and exercising, and the best bit was, lots of people noticed! I loved getting comments, I loved the way my clothes fit again, I even got to wear the pair of designer jeans that had never seen the light of day. But then I got lazy, it was my birthday, I used every excuse I could think of but I was eating more and drinking much more than I should be, and then I hurt my ankle and the training stopped completely.
Time to turn it all around again. I have signed up to www.12wbt.com.au and am going to do it. My goal is to lose 10kg by christmas, no better time to start than now!
I don’t want to share this with all my friends, I want to just get it done but I know I am going to need to vent, so this will be my place to let it all out, I also have a new twitter account for this purpose - you can follow me there at @jokicksbutts if you want to listen to me complain, push myself harder than I ever have, and achieve! I will also complain that I can’t drink, which will be my hardest hurdle. Hard but not impossible, I hope!
Let’s get started
Iceland was in the headlines a bit recently and I have been meaning to post this for a while. I was there a year ago, Eurovision was on, I packed inappropriately, my camera ran out of battery but before it did I was able to capture a few photos of the amazing landscapes.
It was a windy, busy but amazing weekend away, I learnt so much about a country I knew nothing about, partied all night with the locals, ate my bodyweight in seafood, particularly lobster (it was cheap!), was entertained by the Icelandic singer who came second in some singing competition and vowed to return. It is a country with so much more to offer than a volcano, as I hope you can see in these few pictures that make me want to go back this weekend.