Day 17 - The second 100% day

Ahhh another day of work, thank god it's only training again I'm not ready to take on the world yet.

Up I got and got dressed in my not so awesome uniform......bler still looks bloody terrible.  Once again it was a rush to get out of the house on time but we managed.  Head to the childcare centre to drop little miss off.....all was going well until I went to leave.  Oh my gosh my heart plummeted she looked at me and started crying her little heart out, I just wanted to grab her, hug her and tell her I was coming back.  I did do that but then had to leave, I made sure she was distracted while I slipped out.

 

Work is so overwhelming, so much has changed in the last 13 months I feel like a newbie just out of the academy.  How am I ever going to get my head around everything??? Legislation has changed, policy has changed, the way we do things like dispose of paperwork has changed I could feel my anxiety rising again.  I spent most of the day in training again so it wasn't so bad again but I'm still feeling very in over my head. 

 

By the end of the working day a few things had happened, I had caught up on some things at work which made a bit more sense AND I had been 100% with my food for the second day running. 

 

Once again my intention was to go to gym after work and once again all I could think of was getting out of there and getting my little princess.  I arrived at day care thinking surely she will be happy today, how wrong I was.  The minute she saw me she started crying her little eyes out, it's like she thinks we aren't going to come and get her again.....ahh cue the mummy guilt. 

 

Then I started thinking am I doing the right thing, maybe I should just stay home with her and make ends meet, but the interaction for her is great......ahhhh being a parent has so much baggage that no one tells you about.

 

I spent the night with my princess and hubby just enjoying the company.  Yes I should have gone back into the gym but I didn't, and it's ok, I'm not going to feel guilty about it, I have so much on my plate at the moment.  Then as we were sitting there watching and playing games with our beautiful daughter the most wonderful thing happened that made me forget how much of a shit day I had!  My little princess at 10.5 months on remembrance day took her first unassisted steps......proudest moment of my life!!!  Everything I'd been thinking that whole day in my head was gone, all I could see was this beautiful little creation smiling at me as she took steps.

 

I had a whole chicken which I got ready to put into the slow cooker the next morning, I figured it's easier than running around when I get home.  So before I went to bed I got that organized with the spices and coated it, put it in the slow cooker pan and put it in the fridge.

 

Ahhh bed come at me.........I haven't done any exercise but I was mentally and emotionally exhausted.

 

Some wisdom for you all today and honestly the way I feel every day, am I just messing her up???:

 

 

Day 16 - First day back at work

I opened my eyes today with absolute dread, my heart was pounding and my palms were sweating! After 13 months on maternity leave I was leaving my 10.5 month old daughter in childcare and going back to work!

 

I quickly worked out that I needed to get up earlier in order to get my daughter fed, myself fed, both of us dressed, her dropped at daycare and me at work on time!  We got there and I must say THANK GOD FOR MY PREPARATION OF FOOD THE NIGHT BEFORE!!!

Now I need to talk about getting dressed for work.  This is a brave thing for me to write but I promised I would be honest in this blog.  Last week I put my work pants on low and behold they didn't fit!  Shit what the hell am I going to do now??? I had some on order because I had worked out a couple of months ago they didn't fit but I thought maybe I may have been able to squeeze into them. 

Hmmm lucky my MIL can sew and we managed to modify a pair of other pants to fit me, oh did I mention my shirts don't fit either so I'm wearing my husbands small ones that don't fit him anymore.  The humiliation I feel is incredible, I got myself dressed and looked in the mirror.......I'm still disgusted with what I saw.  I don't fit in my own uniform and have to resort to wearing my husbands!  Until the day I die I don't think I will ever get over that moment, the realization of how large I really am.

 

I dropped her off at childcare, it was the worst mummy moment ever walking away and leaving her there was terrible.  After I got through that I was off to work.  Walking in the back door of work was terrible, my heart was still pounding and I knew I didn't want to be there but hey that's life.  The rest of the day was uneventful, I had training all day. 

 

One massive positive in going back to work my eating was so much better!  I was able to get all my meals in, I didn't have a fridge in front of me to snack if I needed to and I was working so I wasn't able to just eat whenever.  By the end of the day I had complied with MP meals 100%.  My thought was to finish work then head up to the gym and get my FIRE session done......I planned but it failed.  By 4pm all I could think of was getting out of there and picking up my little princess from daycare and giving her a big hug!

 

Ahhh kids they so know how to make you feel like the worst person in the world.  We turned up to pick her up, the minute she saw us she burst into tears and cried her little heart out.  Oh my god the worst mummy guilt EVER!!!!  I gave her a big hug and we all headed home.

 

I spent some time with her, as I was sitting on the couch I had one of those moments.  It was like my two different conscience sitting on my shoulders, one was saying get up, go to the shed and at least get your ICE session done.  The other side was saying, noooooo your right just do it later or better yet do it tomorrow.  In the end the good side won and I headed out to do my ICE session. 

 

Holy snapping duck shit, 55 burpees and push ups later and that was just the start I was knackered!!! But I pushed through and finished the other 4 sets of exercises.  I believe in total I did over 200 push ups.....admittedly they weren't all 'mens' push ups but they were still push ups.  Dang my arms are going to be sore tomorrow.

I did another cook up tonight, combined some natural fat free yoghurt and some korma paste together.  Chopped some chicken breast and combined it.....popped in the fridge to marinate for a while.  Mmmmmm yummy cooked some for dinner and portioned up the rest....even the hubby liked it!

 

Just to clarify Sarah Page I FREAKING HATE BURPEES!!!!  I think number 3 on this picture adequately sums up my thoughts on burpees! LOL..................

 

 

 

Day 15 - The day before I went back to work!

Today I got up with a goal and purpose in mind!  I was going to do a cook up and start the 3rd week of MP organized and ready!  I got the meat out of the freezer, mince and chicken.  I sat down and sorted my menu and worked out what I had and what I needed to get.

 

I spent lunchtime with my beautiful family down on the rowing club lawns.  My daughter doesn't really like grass shes like a cat on water its quite funny to watch.  Off we go into town and hmmmm what did we get for lunch KFC!!!!!!!!!! WTF................. 

 

The whole time I was eating it I was also sitting there thinking to myself, 'Sarah is going to kill me'!!!   But then again the other side of my brain was saying, 'no she won't, 1 because she's in QLD so it's physically impossible and 2 because only I can control what goes in my mouth!  I have to want it bad enough which believe me I do but I still slip.

 

So we sat down the river and had lunch, I watched my daughter crawling around chasing ducks trying to keep my mind off the fact that the next day I had to go back to work after 13 months off.  I was also trying to keep my anxiety in check which wasn't going so well!

 

The rest of the day was fairly uneventful EXCEPT I cooked!!!!!! Now to most this isn't that much of a big deal except I CAN'T COOK LOL..........hubby does most of the cooking in our house.

After I put my daughter to bed I made a lovely huge double batch of savory mince and planned out what I was going to cook the following night.  I was all set to start the new week off with a bang.....well as far as MP is concerned anyway.

I think this photo and quote adequately sums it up!

 

Day 14 - The day I met Jane Bunn and got my first compliment

Today is Saturday, it started off like a normal day 7am start!!!!!!! except that today we had oh about 4 different things we needed to attend.  Wasn't sure how we were going to achieve that, I found out that we couldn't achieve it!!!

 

At 10am we had a 3rd birthday party, Sydney loves birthday parties especially because it was little Brock stars birthday at Lifestyle Plus on King Avenue, Mildura.  Great spot for a birthday the kids can run around and have a great time (hopefully they all slept well for their parents afterwards).

 

I made some 'interesting' food choices at the party, I had my breakfast which was an MP meal but then the day just well turned to shit.

 

We arrived at the party I had a friend who I had not seen since before I started my MP journey say 'Sash the exercise is working you look great'!  Wow my first compliment, the blood sweat and tears of the first two weeks must have started shifting something! Then I started thinking imagine if I had stuck to it 100%.....but I'm not going to dwell on that thought what is done is done, trying to be a perfectionist will only make my anxiety worse.

 

Party was done, I admit I picked at party food I can't resist a piece of fairy bread!!!!  Next we headed off to the Telstra Business Centre for a private invitation lunch with Jane Bunn.  The Tesltra Business Centre does a great job, for any sort of telecommunication needs head on down there they are located on 7th Street, Mildura between San Mateo and Etiwanda Avenue's.

 

For those reading that are not from around the Mildura area, Jane Bunn is a bit of a local area celebrity.  Basically the long and short of it is she does the weather for the local news which isn't that spectacular except that apparently according to every male in the area has big awesome boobs.  Ask any male who's watching the news what the weather will be like the next day and they won't be able to tell you.

 

Anyway so here we are once again surrounded by wonderful food waiting for Jane to arrive.  When she did I must admit I was shocked she's a lot taller and a lot thinner than expected.  She really does prove that the camera does pile on about 10 kilos (oh and the boobs aren't that big guys).  I had the photo with her, still not exactly sure why me with severe body issues and seriously overweight would agree to a photo with a tall, blonde very attractive television person! 

 

3:30pm and that part of the day was done, we hadn't made it to the other birthday party we had to go to that day, Sydney was exhausted an not exactly the easiest to deal with.  After standing and thinking for a while it was decided to head to a winery not to far from our house.  Great, awesome MP decision but ahhhhh those wines went down awfully well!!!!!

 

By that night I was exhausted, full of food I shouldn't have eaten, had to many wines that I shouldn't have had and was tired.  I promised myself that next week would be a better week, it had to be better than this week.

 

I'm not going to leave you with a quote today just a photo with Jane:

 

 

Day 11, 12 & 13 - The Blurr

I've decided to join all three of these days into one, I may do this from time to time.

I did ok with my food for these three days but only managed to fit one more lot of exercise in.  Yes yes I know it was my own fault I was lazy, I wasn't prepared (my trainer Sarah keeps telling me preparation is the key) so I didn't stick to it very well.

To be honest I'm very anxious about going back to work next week, little anxiety attacks and talking in my sleep again.  Leaving my baby girl in the hands of someone else 4 days a week is not sitting well with me.  Yes I know thousands of people do it every year but that doesn't make it any easier for this mumma.  I think this has a bit to do with my eating and the not so great choices I have made. 

I know its not an excuse but in my head it justifies that glass of wine I've had or the inside meal eating in an outside period!!!  

Anxiety is a funny thing I didn't realise what it was when I first felt it, I just thought my heart was racing.  It was only after my husband told me I had started talking in my sleep and grabbing him in my sleep that I realized my stress levels were sky rocketing.  I haven't had those things since before I was pregnant with my daughter.  I am suffering from anxiety and to a degree probably a small amount of depression but that's to do with my weight more than anything!  But that's a moot point now because thanks to the lovely Sarah Page and MP I'm on my way to getting rid of the weight and one less thing to worry about. 

Anxiety can have a number of symptoms which a lot of people may have and not realise.  A few of the more common ones are:

• hot and cold flushes
• racing heart
• tightening of the chest
• snowballing worries
• obsessive thinking and compulsive behaviour.

 

I've attached the link to the Beyond Blue website, I implore anyone out there reading who is suffering from anxiety, depression or anything else related to reach out.  There are so many services and people out there to help you don't need to go through it alone.

 

http://www.beyondblue.org.au/the-facts/anxiety

 

On that note I will leave you with this for today, this is how I feel most days:

 

Day 10 - The day after the race that stops the nation

Ahhhhhhhh child why must you wake at 7am when mummy and daddy just want to sleep in!

 

Thank god my lovely husband got up with little miss and let me sleep in.....sooooo tired!!!!!

 

To be honest today was a no go for anything!  I made terrible food choices, I did no exercise and generally felt like absolute pooh!

 

I was speaking to a work colleague tonight about my body image.  There is no denying I'm fat and overweight, I'm still carrying my 'baby' weight which I'm not proud of!  I mentioned to her that I hate what I call my 'mummy tummy', she said something that really made me think, she said 'mummy tummies are war wounds, wear yours with pride while you work it down'. 

 

This made me think about all the good things I have in my life.  Yes I hate being overweight and yes I hate when I look in the mirror but I'm so thankful of the precious gift I now have because of my 'mummy tummy'. 

 

I look at my tummy differently now, don't get me wrong I still hate being fat!  On that note I'm going to leave you with the following quote, I think we can all take something from it!

 

 

Day 9 - Melbourne Cup Day

The race that stops the nation what a day!!!!!

My day started off great I was up and out of bed with little miss ready for an awesome day of sunshine, horses and champagne.  I promised myself that I would do my ICE session that day and I did.  It almost killed me but I knew I needed to get something right that day.

 

What can I say about the rest of my day it was soooooo much fun.  My husband and I spent the day at the local races with family enjoying the good life.  We had lovely food supplied by the gourmet chef in the gold marquee and drank A LOT of champagne!  I had a few wins nothing that I can retire on but I came home with $10 extra than what I started with........WINNER!!!!!!!!!

 

We kept the party going that evening going out for post races dinner at The Spanish Bar and Grill a local steak restaurant.  After some very funny phone calls to Scotland (my brother in laws mother), at 11pm it was time to call it a night and head home.

 

Although I did drink a lot and eat a bit today I made smart choices as far as my food was concerned.  I tried to stay away from the creamy sauces, I had steak for dinner and minimal bread. 

 

My thought for today is a funny one:

Day 8 - Photos and Measurements

Today was good I had my meals and must admit its 9:30pm and I'm still a bit hungry!  More vegies for me in the coming days.

 

Started off the day good got a few things done and had a few things planned around my exercise later this afternoon.  I got my groceries delivered, I'm sold on that idea it was great had the groceries here and packed away by 9:30am.

 

I had a doctors appointment this afternoon so I had worked it that I could go to that then go to the gym......EPIC FAIL!!!!!  I sat at the doctors for over an hour waiting for my appointment getting more and more annoyed.  If I can make an effort to be on time surely the doctor can as well. I can accept 10-15 minutes late but over an hour........doesn't she know I had important places to be like the gym!!!! (woooo where did that come from me wanting to go to the gym)

 

Some of you may be wondering what I was doing at the doctors, I was getting some not so great news.  It's not the worst and could have been a hell of a lot worse.  I have been diagnosed with a  'fatty liver', the short of it is I'm to fat, don't do enough exercise and drink to much alcohol.  No known cure just have to change lifestyle factors......lucky I'm already doing that.  I do question it tho only because my liver was fine before pregnancy and one of the things that can cause it is you guessed it pregnancy.  Anyway I'm not going to dwell on it I can change my life to hopefully let my liver repair itself and live a wonderful life.

 

Off I went home, hubby peeled the prawns and covered them in the beautiful marinade (chobani yoghurt and pataks Korma paste) while I bathed little miss. 

 

I was dreading the 7:30 phone call with Sarah my trainer when I would have to face in pictures the stark reality of what I actually looked like.  My hubby said something that is still sticking with  me he said 'I guess you can look at them and see what you don't want to be'. Very true wise husband very true..........(don't tell him I said he was wise it will go to his head).  Sarah text me and said 'do you have shorts and a crop top on for the photos?', err.....noooo, what, crop top, shorts.........I don't understand the question!  I think I lost all the colour in my face in the split second thinking about having a photo in those clothes.

 

The moment had arrived and the phone rang.  As I stood there while Sarah told hubby what measurements he had to do I smiled, because if I didn't smile every time he said a number I would have cried!  Don't get me wrong I love my daughter she is my world but dammmmm pregnancy has screwed my body!!!!!! Doesn't stop me from wanting to go back again tho lol..........

 

Measurements were done then I had to face the photos.......aghhhhhhhhhhhhhh

 

The front on photos not so bad but the side on ones, OH DEAR LORD.......I was scared and was probably going to be scarred for life along with anyone else who looked at them.  I survived the photos and emailed them off to Sarah.  Of all the things I have done in the last 6-12 months, today would have been the most confronting thing ever!  I hated doing those measurements, I hated doing those photos and I hated looking at the photos.  On a positive tho the photos can only get better the further along my journey goes.

 

So that's my day, first day into week 2 of my journey.  Tomorrow I have ICE planned for the morning then off to Cup Day races.  I've accepted that I will drink and eat tomorrow afternoon Sarah tells me it uses all my mistakes up 8)

 

Thought for today: I did this today I didn't run from my fear of what I looked like! I faced it head on because for me I have a goal, I can't go forward if I don't face what's here now. If I face everything I will rise!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Day 7 - MP week 1 done

As I sit here writing this blog I'm reflecting on the last week and what I have already learnt!

1. - I need to be WAY more prepared in order to succeed in this.

2. - I feel WAY more alive and have WAY more energy when I stick to the nutrition requirements.

3. - I have a LONG way to go before its going to be perfect actually it may never be perfect but I'm ok with that as long as I get it 99% right!

I got up this morning after my monster non MP day yesterday feeling like utter crap!  It was then I realised I had no food in my house, well obviously I had food I have a 10 month old but nothing that was really suitable for me to eat.  What did that lead to you ask.....a half arsed protein shake at around 9:30, a couple of salada's at around 3pm and then dinner tonight which was a carvery.

What did today teach me? I need to be organised it was like my second epiphany this month.  I need to have my meals planned, prepared and ready to just grab.  I'm so busy with my daughter and I go back to work in a week I need that structure.

I sat down this afternoon and planned out my first menu then emailed it off to Sarah then crossed my fingers.  It was so much easier now that I have my MP folder it was actually fun sitting down looking at all the recipes in the cook bible deciding what we would eat for the week.  When I say we I refer to my husband and I plus little miss, I'm attempting to have him follow my eating plan as much as I can.

After about 2 hours of reading, looking, writing I had my menu done, my shopping list prepared ready to hit the supermarket.  Instead I ordered online and having it delivered, I was a virgin online grocery shopper!  I must admit I'm sold on it I only wish they had the service when my daughter was born would have made life so much easier.

I found today my energy was lacking I think that was a lot to do with not only the poor eating and drinking yesterday but the lack of food intake today.  I like the feeling of energy, bouncing out of bed not feeling as lethargic and tired, it helps that my daughter only wakes up as a general rule once a night now.  4 weeks of teething 4 molars at once, the flu and me eating terrible food and not exercising was taking its toll......thank god we are all on the mend now!

I have been thinking about my goals for this first 12 weeks.  Obviously these goals need to be measureable and achievable there is no use me saying my 84 day goal is to be a size 10 again!  By tomorrow nights blog I will have my goals and will share them with you all.  Oh tomorrow night is photos and measurements night as well...............GOD HELP ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Thought for this evening, this is so VERY true:

Day 6 - The Dreaded Weekend

Gah.............I had such good intentions for the weekend..................

Saturday started out fine I had an MP compliant breakfast, MP Liquid meal then lunch time came around and it all turned to shit!

When I say turned to shit I MADE THE WRONG CHOICES!!!!

It started with a ham and cheese sandwhich for lunch and a wine with my lovely sister and brother in law at their shop.  Scozzie Shindigz in Red Cliffs any locals reading this head on down and see them you won't be disappointed.....anyway.........

That one wine turned into us coming back home and heading to a local winery for 'jazz and wine' festival. One thing led to another and next thing it was 10pm I'd drank a lot of wine and champagne and hadn't made the greatest food choices. 

Did I see this as a failure yes........was I going to let it hold me back..........no!!!!  I had a fun day with my family and that I can't ever be sorry for in a blink people are gone from our lives.  On the flip side I'm on this journey to make sure my health is better and I stick around for  whole heap longer.

I headed to bed determined that the next day would be better.............

This is how I feel:

Day 5 - Friday end of the first working week..........

Friday has traditionally always been for us 'fast food friday' it just rolled off the tongue so was so easy to do.  Duck down to Mc Donalds or some other nasty fat filled food place and gorge myself because well I could and that's what I did.

This Friday was different!  I woke up determined the day went along great I had my MP meals all day.  Come 4pm it was time for my upper body FIRE session......ahhh thank god I wasn't a sore as I had been a few days before hand.

Off I go into the gym all pumped to get this smashed out and home again!  The whole workout started off great doing my Lat Pull downs until I got to the 5th plate.......wooooo way to heavy!!!!!  The sixth was even funnier I could hang off it without it actually moving LOL..........I laughed a lot then made a mental note to let my trainer know.  I finished off the session feeling really good and really positive.

We went to a friends for a BBQ.....crap what am I going to eat.  I'm proud I had meat, salad and some potato (was inside my window) and I drank water while everyone else had beer!!!

I knew the week wasn't a perfect week but I had eaten about 1000% better than I had been and I had exercised 4 times that was for me an achievement in itself. 

I will leave you with this thought for today, interesting 4% of a day is one hour.  My program today took me about 1/2 an hour that's 2% of my day!!!!

Day 4 - Date Night with hubby

Today started off in an unusual way. I had to fast for six hours before an ultrasound at 9am. Ordinarily not such a big deal but this morning I was STARVING!!!!!

Got that out of the way and got back on track woth my eating. The rest of the day went smoothly without a hitch.  Come 4pm it was a dreaded treadmill ICE session........I thought I was going to die! That would have to be he hardest 3.9km I've ever done in my life. 

I must admit I was on the last part of the session and thought to myself 'I'm so tired surely finishing now won't make a difference'. Now I'm talking I had 45 seconds to go......then I smacked myself In the head and said 'don't be ridiculous come on you have got this far now finish it'......so I did.

I had such a sense of achievement when I stepped off that treadmill it was great. 

When I got home husband surprised me by taking me put on a date night.  Child free night and dinner yes please.  I TRIED TO BE GOOD.......I FAILED!!!!!!!!  I ate and drank way to much of the wrong things and that's all I'm going to say about that.

Thought for the day:

Day 3 - Rest Day

Day three already.....time flys when your having fun!  I'm already feeling much better not as sluggish, I can't say not tired because I had a ten month old hitting and head butting me for an hour and a half in bed at 5am this morning.

Today was a rest day as far as my FIRE or ICE workouts go. In all honesty I needed it I'm still quite sore thanks to DOMS but am slowly feeling a bit better. 

Have had a sick bubba for the last week and a half took her back to the doctors today.  We got a triple whammy found out she had a throat, chest and ear infection and the antibiotic she was on weren't doing anything. 

The sale of our house has fallen through coupled with a few other things and I tell you what a block of chocolate and a 1 or 10 wines looked mighty good!!!!!  The old me would have eaten that chocolate and drank that wine but I kicked her arse out the door when I embarked on this journey. 

BUT........

I have  to come clean I had small cake. I feel bad, I feel guilty but I'm not going to bash myself over it I've moved on.  The rest of my meals were spot on MP compliant. 

Still waiting for my MP folder so I can get some more inspiration for recipes fingers crossed it gets here tomorrow. 

Photos and measurements tomorrow night......eeeeeeekkkkkkkkk I want to run for the hills! Before anyone asks there is no way I'm ready to post my before photos yet so I will beekeeping them all to myself. 

Husband has started eating much better now as well which is great. We both want to be around for our daughters future and let's face it if I don't make a change things will never change. 

On that note my motivational picture for the day:

Day 2 - Can Anybody Say Ouch!!!!!

Can anyone say a big almighty OUCH!!!!

That's pretty much what I said when I woke up this morning and what I've said all day! I have soreness in places I didn't even know I had muscles........ I knew the soreness would be there but my brain had blocked that memory out for so long I forgot how bad it would be lol......

This morning was something new for me I had steak and veggies for breakfast. Dear husband told me I was a weirdo I just laughed and carried on.  I got my meals right today 'I think', I never thought I could eat so many times in one day. I must admit I said to my husband yesterday was the first time I didn't get 'hungry' and this morning was the first time I've actually woken up hungry and wanted no needed to eat breakfast. 

So my day carried on I hobbled around like an 80 year old woman dreading 4pm when I knew it was exercise time. Thank god Sydney is feeling better and didn't need to picked up all the time this mummies body was just way to broken. 

A little after 4pm I started my ICE component of exercise today. I must say once I got into it my body loosened up and it wasn't as bad as I thought but it still bloody hurt. Sarah assures me it will only happen the first few time.......somehow I don't believe her just yet I think she's lulling me into a false sense of security lol....... At the end of my exercise block I thought my heart was going to pound out of my chest and I was going to keel over and die......I considered it as I walked up the back deck stairs which seemed like a lot when in reality is only three. 

Day two is down, I've already been tempted but looked at it and said 'no' I have my goals and I will get to them.  Oh as a side note I hate burpees they suck but I got through it! 

Rest day tomorrow will do a bit of low impact activity which may involve a walk. 

Onward and upwards!!!

My thought for today:

Day 1 - The start of my journey!

Have you ever woken up one morning and had a complete epiphany?? I have and it happened last week..........

 

I guess I need to start at the beginning and tell you a little about myself.  I'm a 35 year old mummy of one beautiful 10 month old daughter named Sydney.  I'm married to the love of my life and well have enjoyed life A LOT!!! Wine is my Achilles heel.....mmm wine!

 

Ever since I can remember I have struggled with my weight and had the emotional baggage that comes with being a yo yo dieter!  I guess what can I expect when my 'family' gave me such wonderful nicknames growing up such as fatty and pigsy!  Now let me make this clear when I was a kid I was no where near fat I just had a very healthy appetite and siblings who were tall and skinny!!!

 

Throughout my teenage years I constantly struggled with body image always buying the latest magazine with some quick fix solution to get a flat stomach.  It really doesn't help being a young teenage girl looking at all the airbrushed perfect models in magazines.

 

Then there was the gym membership at 16, I paid a lot of money over 12 months to wind up going a handful of times because I had no idea what I was doing.  I ate a lot of food I shouldn't have but hey I was a teenager that's what we do. 

 

Fast forward to when I turned 18 I had the joys of going through a very emotional relationship break down.  This saw my weight plummet to a mere 54 kilos which on a frame of 5'6 is not very much.  I know now I had an eating disorder, every time my emotionally hurt brain looked in the mirror all I saw was a fat person that this boy no longer wanted. ( I say boy because that's essentially what he was ).

 

I kept my 'low' weight with a combination of binge eating and drinking on weekends!  Off I went to University enjoyed the good life, put on weight did all those fun things you do at uni lots of alcohol and eating.  Over the next 13 years I have yo yo dieted, my weight has fluctuated dramatically over that period of time from very low to what I would class as very high (little did I know what was to come).  I have tried a number of diets you name it I've tried it!  Everything from shakes, rabbit food promising fast results which it delivered but I piled it all on again to pre packaged food delivered to me and flogging myself at the gym for 6 days a week a couple of hours a day.  I guess to be honest I got results with all of them some more than others, I always kept it off for a period of time some longer than others then it all came back again!

 

When I was 29 I started working in job that required shift work.......whoa........my body really suffered then. Eating at all hours of the day and night pretty much what ever was in my fridge or 24 hour McDonalds.  We cant forget the wine, wine and more wine and throw some beer in as well!  Suffice to say my weight blossomed to a lovely 89 kilos........WTF!!!!

 

In December 2011 I got married, I worked hard before hand flogging myself endlessly at the gym for six days a week keeping my calories at 1200 because that's what the 'experts' told me.  I looked ok on my wedding not skinny like I would have liked but I felt comfortable.

 

Fast forward to April 2012....YAY....we were expecting our first bubba how exciting.  I suffered severe back pain during my pregnancy making walking hard let alone any sort of exercise.  I kept my weight under control until about 28 weeks then I started blossoming.  I have no idea how much I weighed when I gave birth to my daughter on the 20th of December but I imagine it was well over 100 kilos!

 

After the pregnancy I experienced a lot of pain within my body, I was unable to stand some days without nearly collapsing.  It was found that my body was showing the same sort of symptoms as an 80 year old person with arthritis.....thanks pregnancy.  So my weight blossomed from 94 kilos (post pregnancy weight) up to an awesome 99!

 

I've cried, I've tried, I've walked, I've talked but still my weight sits at 98 kilos.

 

On the 26th of September I messaged a friend on facebook with the following picture telling her I wanted this body minus the stretchmarks and all.

 

Her exact words to me........How much do you want it. I can get you the body can't promise the stretch marks lol............hmmmm interesting!  My interest was pricked but I made all the excuses I could including 'we are going to have another baby eventually I will deal with my weight after that!

So I trundled along for the next few weeks not really doing anything of significance still eating what I wanted, had my glasses of wine at night time and of course did my walks a few times a week.

 

Fast forward another few weeks, I had a ball to go to it was to raise money for Breast Cancer.  I didn't fit anything I had to buy those god awful suck me in undies to even look half descent......bler I felt and looked horrible!  I was at the stage where I didn't want to look at me clothed let alone have my husband look at me naked! PING.....there was that epiphany.....nothing was going to get better unless I changed!

 

On the 20th of October a full month nearly after I first questioned her about it I contacted Sarah Page a qualified level 4 Metabolic Precision trainer and said........Ok you said to ask if I need help I do need help this weight isn't shifting and I feel like crap!!!!!

 

After a whirlwind week of getting things going I'm now at day 1 of my journey.  I've made a commitment to my trainer to give her 24 weeks! 

 

All I have to say is wow so much information to digest.  I'm scared of failing, I feel like a dumb arse when it comes to nutrition and exercise as well.  I did my first FIRE session today lets just say holy bejesus my body is going to hate me tomorrow.  Apart from the fact that I managed to dead lift 32 kilos instead of the 12 I was supposed to....oops.....the rest went quite well.  Its a learning curve for me who has never really attempted proper guided weight training I'm a cardio girl through and through.

 

Tomorrow I tackle the ICE component of this weeks exercises.  I know it won't be easy Sarah has told me that but hey nothing is in life!  I have my goals in my mind and I'm using this blog to keep me accountable and to share my ups and downs.