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.