Today was my fitness test, i gave myself the week of workouts to get my fitness up a Little after being sick for those 2 weeks. having only managed the week and a half of exercise before i got sick meant i was not going to get anything in the fitness test. so this week i worked my ass off, pushing my body past what i was thinking it could do. i was doing actual jumping jacks, i have not jumped in years, if there was a snake under my feet , i ain't jumping, i will yelp but i wouldn't jump, lately i have been lifting my body up off that floor and jumping, albeit a little awkward looking but jumping just the same.
Today i did a ten minute warm up, it started as a walking thing but in three minutes it became me entertaining two of my kids and mum with some rather excitable jazz hand dancing. i was getting a little carried away though and had to pull myself in check when my heart rate was hitting too close to 180. i managed to blitz my 1km by 3 minutes, mainly due to the fact that the first time i was walking it as fast as i could, to actually jog/running some this time. i did better with all my times , over doubling and tripling some. my flexibility is still crap but i blame my bad back for the reach thing, maybe it will loosen but I'm not going to be angry because of a little flexibility problem, not when the rest of me is doing so much better. I burned 401 calories today, which is not something that happens for me. i want to hibernate for a while but at least i got my workout and fitness test done... i cant wait to see what happens to next weeks weigh in. *fingers crossed
I don't even want to imagine what it must have looked like for mum, who was running behind me, she has always been a runner but i just look like a fat chick trying to escape. when i run my form is crap , i really do look like someone who is running and they hit a downward slope and they spend the rest of the run trying not to fall, so they have arms all flailing and such.
not only have i lost the gain from last week, and 26cm overall, i have managed to go from a 10+ min walk to a 7+ run/jog/walk for my kilometre.
i did 76 push ups instead of the 25 i started at 4 weeks ago. i managed a 1.59 minute plank over my 45 second one. i doubled my wall sit, and i felt great... next time I'm going to be tougher on myself and do my plank on my toes.
I'm looking forward to seeing what i can do in 4 weeks time and how much i can change my body.
Thursday, 7 March 2013
Tuesday, 5 March 2013
weigh in week 4
I'm so knackered right now that this will be a quick blog, i think my vertigo is playing up a little as my eyes don't want to focus. i will close them and go meditate as soon as i have done this post.
weigh in sucked hairy nads this morning, i did the usual prep and got on scales and boom up 600 grams dammit. its going to be OK, i have come to the realisation I'm not working my food hard enough. i am going to reassess my food, get back on the menu plan, substitute flavours i don't like and just take the time to get this right, i lost more weight pre season than i am now, its time to start diarising again. and making myself extremely accountable for my actions.
absolutely has to be no more dark chocolate either.
I'm about to go through my new shopping list and get this party started.
on a lighter note, i have lost an overall of 26cm , awesome stuff isn't it. i really pushed my cardio today, the one thing i wasn't ready for was how my body would cope with star jumps, oh boy that must have looked completely hilarious from mums view.
Gayle jumps, then there is a beautiful mexican wave of body fat almost hard enough to snap the head off a snake.
the momentum was this, feet leave floor, *slow motion shot, thighs vibrate the energy force hits my tummy it lifts and heads up in a wave to my breasts , the motion is carried onwards and upwards to make my breasts rise up almost out of my top to just nudge under my chin, my chin then undulates to my cheeks which still lift up to momentarily cover my eyes before all thumping back down.
so that was my first round of 20 jumping jacks, the next two rounds were done with me holding my tummy with one arms and my boobs with another. at least my legs were jumping.i will add some pics of my over worked self, i feel i may have over done it a touch today as i went to get up and my body didn't want to hold my weight yet , oops , maybe i will just put my feet up here for a moment.... i really did give it 110 percent today... I'm here to tell you this shit has gotten real man and i am not holding back and if my body wants to argue with me its going to lose. I'm the one in control here.
I think i broke us :)
Now i have to drag my sorry ass into my housework, it tends to get a little neglected when I'm working my body hard...maybe my reward for a milestone at some stage will be getting someone in to clean my house and i go get a massage ,,,,, yer that's sounding pretty good to me.
Oh just quickly i needed to and how much this program has given mum and i back our relationship. there was a long time of us not being able to do things together for one reason or another, yet we are doing this journey and its been awesome, my mum and i get to spend time together, get to laugh with and at each other and we get to lose weight and get fitter. im very grateful for this opportunity we have as family life is precious.
weigh in sucked hairy nads this morning, i did the usual prep and got on scales and boom up 600 grams dammit. its going to be OK, i have come to the realisation I'm not working my food hard enough. i am going to reassess my food, get back on the menu plan, substitute flavours i don't like and just take the time to get this right, i lost more weight pre season than i am now, its time to start diarising again. and making myself extremely accountable for my actions.
absolutely has to be no more dark chocolate either.
I'm about to go through my new shopping list and get this party started.
on a lighter note, i have lost an overall of 26cm , awesome stuff isn't it. i really pushed my cardio today, the one thing i wasn't ready for was how my body would cope with star jumps, oh boy that must have looked completely hilarious from mums view.
Gayle jumps, then there is a beautiful mexican wave of body fat almost hard enough to snap the head off a snake.
the momentum was this, feet leave floor, *slow motion shot, thighs vibrate the energy force hits my tummy it lifts and heads up in a wave to my breasts , the motion is carried onwards and upwards to make my breasts rise up almost out of my top to just nudge under my chin, my chin then undulates to my cheeks which still lift up to momentarily cover my eyes before all thumping back down.
so that was my first round of 20 jumping jacks, the next two rounds were done with me holding my tummy with one arms and my boobs with another. at least my legs were jumping.i will add some pics of my over worked self, i feel i may have over done it a touch today as i went to get up and my body didn't want to hold my weight yet , oops , maybe i will just put my feet up here for a moment.... i really did give it 110 percent today... I'm here to tell you this shit has gotten real man and i am not holding back and if my body wants to argue with me its going to lose. I'm the one in control here.
Oh just quickly i needed to and how much this program has given mum and i back our relationship. there was a long time of us not being able to do things together for one reason or another, yet we are doing this journey and its been awesome, my mum and i get to spend time together, get to laugh with and at each other and we get to lose weight and get fitter. im very grateful for this opportunity we have as family life is precious.
Sunday, 3 March 2013
First workout after illness
Anyone know CPR? Today was my first workout after my illness, in total i missed 9 workouts while sick, but i did manage a few minutes cycling a few days ago. Today i did my workout with my mum, it was my day 1 of week 4 and due to being unwell i will do my fitness test on Fri or Sat to give my poor lungs a chance to get used to all this again.
I looked at the workout and nearly keeled over any way , holy snappers, i see they are sneaking a few extras in as the time goes on, not fun catching up after missing week threes days. Mum and i decided we would step out all the workouts and take it easy to see how i go. I have still got alot of congestion so exercise is a little harder at the moment, plus you have no idea how unfit i became in those 9 days. I just wanted to stand still and get someone else to move my body bits for me. Jumping Jacks, really? that's just not even funny, neither was the sight of me , hand clamped over my boobs, trying to tame them while i jumped, not wearing my training bra was a mistake. I decided to do an alternate exercise for that and was rather pleased as it was very similar. next time i will do the bloomin jumping jacks. i know if i had not been sick for so long i would have been able to get better mini milestone results, i will do all that measure etc on Friday as i mentioned before, i still have 2 more milstones to reach so i need to not be harsh on myself. I was super excited to have found my workout gloves, i always feel stronger wearing them while sweating like a baboon in heat. Then i forgot to wear them, so i thought i would get a pic with them on, but they didnt feel right
where the hell did my little finger go? and where is the other hole any way?
i looked them over to see what happened as they seemed normal enough,
Look what i found, see that? halfway up my finger that tiny hole? thats where the other finger hole snuck to.
This is how they are supposed to look, and they are the most comfortable pair i have owned, strong , protective and yet still flexible.
I did test out my sweat band, i was suitably impressed.
I noticed how very 80's i looked today haha i realised today that i will need some new workout tunes so i will find the forum thread where everyone was adding song names and get myself a bit of a list, i want to make my new playlist mum friendly, i don't think she likes some of my workout tunes lol. Well I'm just glad to be back on the track of my journey, Oh wow i missed the endorphins from the exercise. I have a feeling that Damian is noticing changes in my body too, i see him checking me over every now and then , and when he hugs me , his hands are doing a bit more exploring these days lol. I'm hoping hes thinking ," mmmm there seems to be alot less braille on her ass now" or " woh my hands didn't notice the old corrugated back she had" I just need to keep an eye on my breasts, weight loss will cause a problem if they get emptier, when i lay on my back my boobs slides over to the side and become my armpits.... I'm noticing quite a few changes now and it makes me more determined to work harder. Just after i have this little granny nap on my office chair, oh OK OK i do have dishes to get washed, but then they can wait for an hour surely.zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
Thursday, 28 February 2013
some memories are with us forever
I was writing a post int the 12wbt forums today about tattoos, yes i have 2 of them , and they are full of sentiment to me, one being for my sister. She passed away when just 8 days old, i was 6 years old. i will show the pics and then i will get on with why I'm bloggerating today.
the top pic is my first, for my sister, and was when i was 31
the second on my rather too thick leg, is for my kids and has all their names on it,
the only thing I'm missing is my parents ,i had decided no more tatts but i may add a little something for them, Anyway, as i was saying before, these tatts got me thinking about my sister and how things in life go.
I still remember being excited about having a little brother or sister, i remember seeing baby items in mums room, for some reason i think it was a caravan , I'm not sure if that's so. I remember going to the hospital and not seeing my new sister.
then it was like there was nothing for many years, no mention of her, no real knowledge of what happened till i was older. I just knew that my sister didn't make it.
This was to be my childhood and adult life memory. even as i grew up i had many ifs. My mum never had any more children, It was just me, I'm wondering if it would have made a difference to my life if she either had another child , or is i didn't even remember she once existed.
I was often sad as a child , even sometimes now, still, after all these years its crazy.
When i had no one to play with , when other kids talked of their siblings. when i had my first child and then became a single mum thinking she was all i would have. I wondered all these things.
If she had lived would i have been a good sister?, would we have had a good bond,? would i have suffered the separation anxiety i had when younger.?
I often fret about my future loneliness if i lose my parents. How will i cope on my own? I have wonderful step sisters, they are amazing women , but it still isn't quite like a blood sibling. even having half siblings doesn't ease the worry when i have not spent more than a day in 37 years with any of them.
I wonder if this led to any of my irresponsible eating?
Loneliness was a terrible thing as a kid, i even used to play monopoly with my German shepherd i was so bored.
I still remember the little box of ashes my mum had in her wardrobe, the ashes i avoided, i knew how it all affected my mum, and then in turn affected me. I still remember a callous family member asking me"so what was it like to have your sister die?" I didn't even dignify that with a response, as i knew she was just trying to upset me..
When i had my 5 kids and people look at me like I'm crazy i just smile, my kids wont be lonely, they will always have at least one other sibling they are willing to talk to lol.
I am not sure i ever will let go of that feeling i grew up with, even knowing that Alana had severe disabilities doesn't sink in. i have heard people say it was for the best with her as she would not have had any kind of life. You cannot convince a child that loses a sister that it was better off. Even as i type this my eyes tear up. To people who also have lost children and siblings i see so many different reactions. some don't seem to take it on board emotionally as they already had a big family, or it happened before they were born and i think its fine how anyone decides to treat it. I felt like i had been robbed of a possibly stronger personality.
I wasted too many years wishing for a brother or sister. I need to try change those thoughts and be thankful for being alive and living my life and giving my kids a life too. My journey with 12wbt will help me to become stronger of mind and spirit and definitely body...
When my oldest daughter had her car accident in December last year, i felt the most incredible pain upon seeing her in her coma and realising just how close i came to losing her. This made me grab my family close and made me determined to get myself fitter and healthier and be there for them for as long as i can. If only i can get them to all stop trying to kill each other my family would feel complete.
Sorry for such a downer of a post. you gotta acknowledge the good in your life as well as the bad.
I love my mum for the pain she went through and the sacrifice she made when she met my dad and he couldn't father more kids. shes one hell of a lady xxxxx Also to my dad who raised me as his own and gave me a chance to see what it was like to have a loving dad.
the top pic is my first, for my sister, and was when i was 31
the second on my rather too thick leg, is for my kids and has all their names on it,
I still remember being excited about having a little brother or sister, i remember seeing baby items in mums room, for some reason i think it was a caravan , I'm not sure if that's so. I remember going to the hospital and not seeing my new sister.
then it was like there was nothing for many years, no mention of her, no real knowledge of what happened till i was older. I just knew that my sister didn't make it.
This was to be my childhood and adult life memory. even as i grew up i had many ifs. My mum never had any more children, It was just me, I'm wondering if it would have made a difference to my life if she either had another child , or is i didn't even remember she once existed.
I was often sad as a child , even sometimes now, still, after all these years its crazy.
When i had no one to play with , when other kids talked of their siblings. when i had my first child and then became a single mum thinking she was all i would have. I wondered all these things.
If she had lived would i have been a good sister?, would we have had a good bond,? would i have suffered the separation anxiety i had when younger.?
I often fret about my future loneliness if i lose my parents. How will i cope on my own? I have wonderful step sisters, they are amazing women , but it still isn't quite like a blood sibling. even having half siblings doesn't ease the worry when i have not spent more than a day in 37 years with any of them.
I wonder if this led to any of my irresponsible eating?
Loneliness was a terrible thing as a kid, i even used to play monopoly with my German shepherd i was so bored.
I still remember the little box of ashes my mum had in her wardrobe, the ashes i avoided, i knew how it all affected my mum, and then in turn affected me. I still remember a callous family member asking me"so what was it like to have your sister die?" I didn't even dignify that with a response, as i knew she was just trying to upset me..
When i had my 5 kids and people look at me like I'm crazy i just smile, my kids wont be lonely, they will always have at least one other sibling they are willing to talk to lol.
I am not sure i ever will let go of that feeling i grew up with, even knowing that Alana had severe disabilities doesn't sink in. i have heard people say it was for the best with her as she would not have had any kind of life. You cannot convince a child that loses a sister that it was better off. Even as i type this my eyes tear up. To people who also have lost children and siblings i see so many different reactions. some don't seem to take it on board emotionally as they already had a big family, or it happened before they were born and i think its fine how anyone decides to treat it. I felt like i had been robbed of a possibly stronger personality.
I wasted too many years wishing for a brother or sister. I need to try change those thoughts and be thankful for being alive and living my life and giving my kids a life too. My journey with 12wbt will help me to become stronger of mind and spirit and definitely body...
When my oldest daughter had her car accident in December last year, i felt the most incredible pain upon seeing her in her coma and realising just how close i came to losing her. This made me grab my family close and made me determined to get myself fitter and healthier and be there for them for as long as i can. If only i can get them to all stop trying to kill each other my family would feel complete.
Sorry for such a downer of a post. you gotta acknowledge the good in your life as well as the bad.
I love my mum for the pain she went through and the sacrifice she made when she met my dad and he couldn't father more kids. shes one hell of a lady xxxxx Also to my dad who raised me as his own and gave me a chance to see what it was like to have a loving dad.
Hi my name is Gayle and im a chocoholic.
I am here to tell you that there was not many women like me, Chocolate,... oh my gosh... there was nothing in my life i adored more than the sweet brown naughtiness of chocolate. ( other than my kids) I knew many ways to get a new and exciting choccy hit, i could bake the most mouth watery choc chip cookies that were warm and gooey , oh nom nom nom..... how i loved them, sometimes the kids only got 1 or 2 if they were lucky because i could wipe a tray of them down without blinking.
Then there was chocolate bars, i could eat 2 or 3 without a flutter of my tummy, it was like mothers milk to me, i would use it as relaxation to sit back, laptop going, a lemonade and a bunch of chocolate. i earned it , i cleaned and took care of my family so i was having it dammit.
There was also Nutella, oh myyyyyy, that sweet , gooey goodness, it became my main source of nutrition when i was looking after the twins as babies, a massive jar of nutella beside me, spoon always at the ready and i would get through a large jar in a day or two. Heaven help anyone that came near that jar, i was like a lioness. i did this more regularly than i did veges for a long time, then when i got wiser and ditched it for a sometimes treat. It was still my weakness though and i would often be seen buying a small jar to eat.
I would eat anything that was chocolate, especially if it was warm and melty, some of my fave treats USED TO BE,
double choc fudge mcflurry with half the choc, double the fudge pieces and marshmallows
Mars bars but into tiny pieces and mixed through honey macadamia ice cream
honey comb pieces in ice cream
subway cookies of any variety'
and cadbury chocolate family sized that i fancied at the time
thins original crips
Jars of nutella
Ferero rocher
all cadbury favourites.
As you can see i was a sugar addict, a chocoholic, there was not one day that went by with out it, even to the point of people knowing that was the way to my heart, my daughters friend would buy me some all the time as thank you.
That all began to change when i joined the 12 week body transformation. I stopped with the amounts of chocolate i used to eat, i started to see where i was always getting it so very wrong.
Tonight my darling man brought me a tiny one square of cadbury chocolate and i lovingly melted it in my mouth for as long as i could and wow what a difference, it didn't make me feel as warm and snuggly as i used to. I was frowning and realising that this was not as enjoyable as it once was. maybe its just my feeling today, or maybe this is how my body s feeling now. Either way it was both sad and awesome at the same time. I loved my chocolate and i never thought i would ever say this but I'm now leaning towards dark chocolate and a very small amount... its like I'm going all healthy or something, crap how did that happen....
I will always cherish the memories we had chocolate, i thank you for all the good times we had together. even though i may not be needing you any more , i promise i will keep in touch ,,,, Love always
Gayle.
Then there was chocolate bars, i could eat 2 or 3 without a flutter of my tummy, it was like mothers milk to me, i would use it as relaxation to sit back, laptop going, a lemonade and a bunch of chocolate. i earned it , i cleaned and took care of my family so i was having it dammit.
There was also Nutella, oh myyyyyy, that sweet , gooey goodness, it became my main source of nutrition when i was looking after the twins as babies, a massive jar of nutella beside me, spoon always at the ready and i would get through a large jar in a day or two. Heaven help anyone that came near that jar, i was like a lioness. i did this more regularly than i did veges for a long time, then when i got wiser and ditched it for a sometimes treat. It was still my weakness though and i would often be seen buying a small jar to eat.
I would eat anything that was chocolate, especially if it was warm and melty, some of my fave treats USED TO BE,
double choc fudge mcflurry with half the choc, double the fudge pieces and marshmallows
Mars bars but into tiny pieces and mixed through honey macadamia ice cream
honey comb pieces in ice cream
subway cookies of any variety'
and cadbury chocolate family sized that i fancied at the time
thins original crips
Jars of nutella
Ferero rocher
all cadbury favourites.
As you can see i was a sugar addict, a chocoholic, there was not one day that went by with out it, even to the point of people knowing that was the way to my heart, my daughters friend would buy me some all the time as thank you.
That all began to change when i joined the 12 week body transformation. I stopped with the amounts of chocolate i used to eat, i started to see where i was always getting it so very wrong.
Tonight my darling man brought me a tiny one square of cadbury chocolate and i lovingly melted it in my mouth for as long as i could and wow what a difference, it didn't make me feel as warm and snuggly as i used to. I was frowning and realising that this was not as enjoyable as it once was. maybe its just my feeling today, or maybe this is how my body s feeling now. Either way it was both sad and awesome at the same time. I loved my chocolate and i never thought i would ever say this but I'm now leaning towards dark chocolate and a very small amount... its like I'm going all healthy or something, crap how did that happen....
I will always cherish the memories we had chocolate, i thank you for all the good times we had together. even though i may not be needing you any more , i promise i will keep in touch ,,,, Love always
Gayle.
Tuesday, 26 February 2013
weigh in week 3
well after a week of no exercise , i am desperate to get back into it, i will have to start off cycling again till I'm strong enough to tackle Mishs workouts.
Today is weigh in day, i had hoped like crazy that i would be able to empty my digested food before weigh in but it wasn't a possibility * adds benefiber to cup of tea
so with a heavy digestive tract i got myself naked and climbed onto the scales. 96.5kg i should be excited shout it but I'm too tired and down to be, so here it is , woo .. there you go my excitement.
It feels like my body has gone into pre 12wbt laziness due to the illness. now i want it to be how it was when i was busting my ass with my workouts.
I may have healed a little quicker with plenty of day sleeps when i felt exhausted but having the kids home sick meant it wasn't possible.
i will admit that i should have gone to bed way way way earlier last night, or should i say early this morning. its no wonder my tank is only half full today. today i get to peel one of my kgs of my visual board. i have 33 tabs of postit paper strips with numbers on it hanging along the bottom of my board and each kilo i lose i get to peel them off, every 5 kilos has a reward for me to work towards . Today i will take one more off and work as hard as i can to get a few more off it within the next few weeks.
My numbers are not dropping as fast as i hoped they would, they are dropping for sure, just not very quickly.
This will take alot more will power and strength, i just hope i have that in me .
Who am i kidding, i have to have that in me. I'm a mum, and we are the strongest people on this planet.
I will keep working towards my goal of getting my "fitbit one" to work along side my HRM, which i have to add i miss wearing.
I also have to concentrate on my self care. my facials i used to give myself, my hair is overdue for a trim and colour, my nails remain all gnarly and bitten, i rarely let myself get down like this, in fact i haven't actually tried on any of my smaller clothes to see if they fit . time to pamper myself more so i can really appreciate what I'm doing to my body and not just losing the weight and focusing on the flappy bits i see developing as i get smaller.
OK here's a little video of me removing my 6kg tab, :)
have a good day. As a wise boyfriend once told me , Train hard Fight easy... I'm hoping to only battle weight, :)
Today is weigh in day, i had hoped like crazy that i would be able to empty my digested food before weigh in but it wasn't a possibility * adds benefiber to cup of tea
so with a heavy digestive tract i got myself naked and climbed onto the scales. 96.5kg i should be excited shout it but I'm too tired and down to be, so here it is , woo .. there you go my excitement.
It feels like my body has gone into pre 12wbt laziness due to the illness. now i want it to be how it was when i was busting my ass with my workouts.
I may have healed a little quicker with plenty of day sleeps when i felt exhausted but having the kids home sick meant it wasn't possible.
i will admit that i should have gone to bed way way way earlier last night, or should i say early this morning. its no wonder my tank is only half full today. today i get to peel one of my kgs of my visual board. i have 33 tabs of postit paper strips with numbers on it hanging along the bottom of my board and each kilo i lose i get to peel them off, every 5 kilos has a reward for me to work towards . Today i will take one more off and work as hard as i can to get a few more off it within the next few weeks.
My numbers are not dropping as fast as i hoped they would, they are dropping for sure, just not very quickly.
This will take alot more will power and strength, i just hope i have that in me .
Who am i kidding, i have to have that in me. I'm a mum, and we are the strongest people on this planet.
I will keep working towards my goal of getting my "fitbit one" to work along side my HRM, which i have to add i miss wearing.
I also have to concentrate on my self care. my facials i used to give myself, my hair is overdue for a trim and colour, my nails remain all gnarly and bitten, i rarely let myself get down like this, in fact i haven't actually tried on any of my smaller clothes to see if they fit . time to pamper myself more so i can really appreciate what I'm doing to my body and not just losing the weight and focusing on the flappy bits i see developing as i get smaller.
have a good day. As a wise boyfriend once told me , Train hard Fight easy... I'm hoping to only battle weight, :)
Monday, 25 February 2013
I was just thinking
I'm here on my journey, with my head in the game the best i can , and it has totally consumed alot of my thoughts. It can be rather exhausting mentally learning how to live healthy. The impact on those that love us can also be huge. All this time i have been working hard to make them proud of me, but i now also have to remember that the harder i work the more it will also affect them.
They also have to deal with massive change. Kids are pretty good at adapting but there are still things now that are different for my family.
I no longer just ignore them arguing or making a mess , to "deal with it later" of just calling out "cut it out" instead 90 percent of the time i will be off my ass and seeing whats going on and dealing with the issue immediately. i didn't always ignore them and have them running around feral, i just mean that if i was reading or cooking or doing something else i used to sometimes just think ugh here they bloody go again, and get on with my tasks at hand. Well now its not like that, as I'm lighter and fitter, well before this damned cold seemed to sap every ounce of my strength lately, i would go to the source of the noise and sort it out. This must annoy the crap out of the kids. yet on the other hand for the child inevitably getting picked on they love me for it lol.
their foods have changed alot. i stopped all junk food and when the kids cry Tatjahna says" mum cant have any of that" i will then pipe in that we all cant have that and i will make something nom nom at home. That can suck a little too lol, i will need to get my ass into gear and have a massive cook up and freeze mass amount of "take out" so when I'm not the best or tired etc i can just defrost something yummy for the kids that's healthy.
That's another point, i have to make every damned meal, sigh , if I'm not vigilant with my meal preparations then i will fall into the carb trap. grabbing toast or something equally lazy and carb ridden. might as well just go to a cosmetic surgeon, point to my ass cheeks and say fill her up , cause that's where carbs end up on me.
There are no longer weekly snack hits coming into the house, i will rarely buy chips for the kids or bikkies etc, i fill my fridge with salad , fruit and veg.
Quite often i hear "muuuuum theres nothing to eat" to which i tell them poppycock make a salad sanga. Luckily they quite enjoy these healthier things. I made small pita bread pocket pizzas and Dakotah loves them.
So foods have changed alot, I'm busier now, and i daresay when i get my little fit bit one i will be also doing what i can through the day to increase my calorie burn.
My decision to get smaller and fitter has greatly impacted those who love me.
My kids are eating healthier and are being more closely supervised.
My boyfriend is seeing the changes and is giving positive feedback and hopefully an increase in number 7's
My mum is my workout buddy and does all my workouts with me
My dad is supporting her and also keeping an eye on her junk food intake and is very proud of us.
My friends and family are aware of my journey more and more and can see how serious this is for me as i lose more and more weight.
This morning i showered and stood in front of the mirror, yes i will have alot of loose tummy and upper thigh skin when i reach my goal weight, i will stop being scared of that and will deal with it when i get to where i need to be.
i then had a look for signs of weightloss, as i was 103 kg when i started losing 6 kilos doesn't really seem like much to me . i haven't noticed much of a change, mind you i have not measured again since before week one, and i will not do it till we are asked to, lets hope i get to push through a few more workouts before then.
Anyway, i had a good look at my face, (reminds me of a song) and as i looked at my neck and my double chins.... wait, double chin..... its not there much now, what the heck, i pulled my head back and looked again. I cannot believe it , i think I'm actually losing my dreaded double chin. its time for me to get a face shot and compare it to previous ones so i can see if there really is a difference.
When i have my head down and ass up totally consumed by my new way of life, i need to also remember the impact on my family. I will be glad when i can automatically know things so I'm not feeling like I'm constantly looking up calories and figuring out portion sizes. It will be practiced enough that i will be able to just do it automatically with the least amount of time. pic below taken by webcam just this very minute.... nose is a little red due to the blowing of excess boogers. i put on as big a smile as i could and kept the camera as level as possible to measure my chinnage. It's getting smaller . I just wish the side view would hurry up and change.
i think i need to finish my housework now... damn pic shows me a few things i cannot keep ignoring that has to be cleaned. Until next blog, have a great day and keep it moving.
*raises glass "here's to the future of me"
They also have to deal with massive change. Kids are pretty good at adapting but there are still things now that are different for my family.
I no longer just ignore them arguing or making a mess , to "deal with it later" of just calling out "cut it out" instead 90 percent of the time i will be off my ass and seeing whats going on and dealing with the issue immediately. i didn't always ignore them and have them running around feral, i just mean that if i was reading or cooking or doing something else i used to sometimes just think ugh here they bloody go again, and get on with my tasks at hand. Well now its not like that, as I'm lighter and fitter, well before this damned cold seemed to sap every ounce of my strength lately, i would go to the source of the noise and sort it out. This must annoy the crap out of the kids. yet on the other hand for the child inevitably getting picked on they love me for it lol.
their foods have changed alot. i stopped all junk food and when the kids cry Tatjahna says" mum cant have any of that" i will then pipe in that we all cant have that and i will make something nom nom at home. That can suck a little too lol, i will need to get my ass into gear and have a massive cook up and freeze mass amount of "take out" so when I'm not the best or tired etc i can just defrost something yummy for the kids that's healthy.
That's another point, i have to make every damned meal, sigh , if I'm not vigilant with my meal preparations then i will fall into the carb trap. grabbing toast or something equally lazy and carb ridden. might as well just go to a cosmetic surgeon, point to my ass cheeks and say fill her up , cause that's where carbs end up on me.
There are no longer weekly snack hits coming into the house, i will rarely buy chips for the kids or bikkies etc, i fill my fridge with salad , fruit and veg.
Quite often i hear "muuuuum theres nothing to eat" to which i tell them poppycock make a salad sanga. Luckily they quite enjoy these healthier things. I made small pita bread pocket pizzas and Dakotah loves them.
So foods have changed alot, I'm busier now, and i daresay when i get my little fit bit one i will be also doing what i can through the day to increase my calorie burn.
My decision to get smaller and fitter has greatly impacted those who love me.
My kids are eating healthier and are being more closely supervised.
My boyfriend is seeing the changes and is giving positive feedback and hopefully an increase in number 7's
My mum is my workout buddy and does all my workouts with me
My dad is supporting her and also keeping an eye on her junk food intake and is very proud of us.
My friends and family are aware of my journey more and more and can see how serious this is for me as i lose more and more weight.
This morning i showered and stood in front of the mirror, yes i will have alot of loose tummy and upper thigh skin when i reach my goal weight, i will stop being scared of that and will deal with it when i get to where i need to be.
i then had a look for signs of weightloss, as i was 103 kg when i started losing 6 kilos doesn't really seem like much to me . i haven't noticed much of a change, mind you i have not measured again since before week one, and i will not do it till we are asked to, lets hope i get to push through a few more workouts before then.
Anyway, i had a good look at my face, (reminds me of a song) and as i looked at my neck and my double chins.... wait, double chin..... its not there much now, what the heck, i pulled my head back and looked again. I cannot believe it , i think I'm actually losing my dreaded double chin. its time for me to get a face shot and compare it to previous ones so i can see if there really is a difference.
When i have my head down and ass up totally consumed by my new way of life, i need to also remember the impact on my family. I will be glad when i can automatically know things so I'm not feeling like I'm constantly looking up calories and figuring out portion sizes. It will be practiced enough that i will be able to just do it automatically with the least amount of time. pic below taken by webcam just this very minute.... nose is a little red due to the blowing of excess boogers. i put on as big a smile as i could and kept the camera as level as possible to measure my chinnage. It's getting smaller . I just wish the side view would hurry up and change.
i think i need to finish my housework now... damn pic shows me a few things i cannot keep ignoring that has to be cleaned. Until next blog, have a great day and keep it moving.
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