Weekend Schedule

My plan for the next few days. Easy.

Back on Track

Earlier this week, I was a bit worried that I was slowly getting out of control. I am still eating healthy, but I was having a bit more than I should (or need) and I did not exercise for a few days.

Every night I go to bed with good intentions. I tell myself that when I get up, I will workout before I do anything else. I never do. I put it off and put it off and then before I know it, it is 9.00 at night and I can't be bothered. then I get disappointed with myself and think I am never going to get to the weight I want to be.

Working out is still so hard because I am so heavy. It is hard carrying all this weight around. How did I let myself get so heavy?????

Normally when this happens, when I start thinking like this, I give up. I convince myself that I am a loser and give up.

Well, this time I want it to be different. And this time it feels different.

This morning, I got up and did it. (I did put it off a few times) And now, well now I am feeling fantastic. Now it is done and I don't have to think about it for the rest of the day.

Yep today, I feel like Rocky Balboa - as evidenced on these pictures. OK so I might not have the eye of the tiger yet, just they eyes of a crazy person, but I am getting there.

Dear Lynda....

Dear Lynda,

when you wake up tomorrow, just get on the fucking treadmill.

Thanks,

Lynda

Random Shit

Random shit:

1) I am coming fourth in the Fatty Boomba contest. David is leading.
2) I weighed in at 114.1 kilos (251 pounds) today. A loss of 1.7 kilos. This means I have now lost 10 kilos since the 3rd of Feb.
3) I did not work out today
4) I had a late-night snack tonight. I never normally do this. I was not hungry, I was craving salt.
5) My snack was a Salada biscuit. Now that I have had it, I feel like something sweet.
6) I am very excited that Renee did running with me last night.
7) Renee looked good running on the treadmill. Like a boss. Like a champion
8) I look ridiculous running. Flapping and jiggling and waddling all over the place.
9) I am going to do a big workout tomorrow.
10) I really need to do my workouts in the morning. I never want to do them at night.

That.Is.All.

Cooking Day

One of the things that has kept me on track this time is having a cooking day. I create 3 different meals and serve them up into containers and freeze them. Then I alway have something here that is healthy to eat. And because they are already served up, the portion sizes are controlled and I cannot have seconds. (Which is good because I am a bit of a fecking guts)

And wouldn't you know it, I never need seconds. I only used to have them because they were there, not because I was hungry. (No wonder I got so chunky)

Today, Renee and I made chicken tikka from scratch (omg it is so fecking yummy), then soy, honey and sesame beef with veggies (in the picture above) and brown rice. We also made chicken and veggies with a bit of curry and crushed tomatoes mixed through which we will also have with brown rice. (I hope brown rice is good for you for feck's sake).

It was fun cooking together and now we are feeling so organised and awesome. (Go on, feel us, we are awesome)

Renee ended up taking 11 meals home with her to put in her freezer.

We rock.

Prepare to run

Reading a few blogs here and there and I am slightly depressed. Many of these people decide to they are going to lose weight and start running and on their first attempt do a few miles or 5 kilometres. Straight off the bat, just like that. I run for two minutes and am huffing and puffing and coughing and spluttering. Even standing up for more than a few minutes makes me start sweating. I need to pull my finger out and get as fit as I can very,very fast.

I would love to do an official 5k run but being so short, I am sure to be miles behind everyone else. Should I let this stop me? I mean, wouldn't I be doing this for me, to accomplish this for myself? What do I care what times other people get?

I had a look at some runs coming up in Melbourne. There are plenty to choose from but if I am going to do this. I need to make sure I give myself plenty of time to build up my strength, speed and stamina (omg I sound like some sort of athlete) so I have picked one in July. It is winter here then so it will be nice and cool. Perfect. It is 16 weeks away.

Can I? Can I do this? Well, fuck it, I think I can.

Must start planning, panicking and training immediately. Well not right now because I am in bed, but like, first thing tomorrow.

1. Find/buy/steal clothes that I will be comfortable doing my running training in.
2. Work out some sort of a training program
3. Set some goals (for example: to finish the run without passing out/dying/coming last)
4. Get running
5. Work out a plan of action for what to do if a gust of wind springs up and I roll away
6. Where will I run? Where? Where???

Back From Portarlington

Back from Portarlington.

Did not eat junk (yay!), did not exercise (booooo), did a workout tonight when I got home (yay!), ate too much bread and pasta while I was away (booooo), am pumped and motivated for this week (yay!) and I think I want to run a 5k (yay!)

Fatty Boomba weigh-in tomorrow. Fingers, toes and eyes crossed.

Friday Yay!

Last night we went outside and did some walking around and running. I could not do this a few weeks ago because I would be puffed by the time I got to the front door.

Felt amazing. We have a great view from our place so it was good to be making the most of it. Next week I would like to do that every night. I also did 10 mins on the treadmill too. I figure little bits here and there is the best approach for me so I am going to do lots of little bits here and there. Lots and lots of them. Here. And there.

Now for the next few days I will be in Portarlington on a self-lead boot camp (lol, I will be doing squats and lunges in the annex of our caravan.) I am not taking any work with me, I will be dedicating the whole weekend to fitness and reducing the chunkiness of my arse.

Will also be going back to the football oval to do another 100 metre sprint (waddle) and Renee is coming too so we will hope to do a bit of walking/running/waddling/puffing/passing out.

I would like to crack my 1 minute 32 second world record (that's right Usain) and would love to be in the 110s - am not taking the scales this time (or am I?)..as Monday is weigh-in for the Fatty Boomba Challenge. I came in around the middle last week and David came first, he lost 3 kilos.

Have a fantastic weekend!

Yesterday..progress

Yesterday I did not workout with Jayde. She has come down with the flu. I was really looking forward to it. I was at Mum and Dad's for the day so I did not workout until about 9 last night. I did 20 minutes on the treadmill (walking). I was excited because 20 minutes without stopping is good for me (remember, very small, very fat).

Now, I am going to do the 20 minutes every day (not as my only workout sesh) and I will try to get faster and faster until I can run for the whole time.

A few weeks ago, when I decided I needed to workout to get my fat ass into shape, I did a bit of walking out in Mum and Dad's back yard. I really could not move very far before I had to sit down and even then I had to put Avah in a pram so I could lean on it when I was walking. Feck, I was in a bad fecking way. Avah is way too big for a pram now so it was pretty ridiculous.

Anywhoo, so yesterday I find myself strutting around the back yard, no pram, no sitting down and feeling good. I called Mum out and said to asked her if she noticed anything different.

"You have lost weight?????"

A kind suggestion as no, no you cannot tell yet I have lost any weight.

"You are not hunching over when you walk???"

I used to lean forward because my weight was making it hard for me to stand up straight.

"No, I am walking around, not sitting down and not leaning on the pram," I squealed excitedly.

While she was happy for me, I don't think anyone realises how hard it was for me to move around. They thought it was just because I was fat and lazy (which was partly true). But it was very rare for me to be up out of my seat. I would start sweating if I had to stand up for more than a couple of minutes. And then to do 20 mins last night without having to sit down and rest my back was super fecking awesome.

So I am feeling so good and happy and hopeful. Because things are just going to get better from here. Yahooo!

11 Random Facts About Me

Sorry for not smiling. Am home alone and feel stupid

1. I love 80s music and stationery (especially pens and notepads)

2. If you broke into my house (or even just visited), you would think I was a personal trainer or some sort of fitness fanatic. I have fitness books and equipment EVERYWHERE!

3. In past attempts to lose weight, I seem to have trouble giving up potato chips and red wine (or alcohol in general). This time, so far, I am not missing them at all.

4. I love, love, love drinking water.

5. I have always liked men who are really tall and married a man who is 182 cm. (I am 131 cm)

6. The only shows I watch on t.v. are reality programs.

7. I often have moments of inspiration late at night and have had many all-nighters planning and researching an idea I have had.

8. I grew up in suburban Melbourne, have lived in an apartment in the city, and now live in country Victoria (about an hour out of Melbourne)

9. I have suffered from severe anxiety in the past (a few years ago) but am better now.

10. I run my own business from home.

11. I am a pretty happy person and don't really have any sob stories about being fat. But I really need to lose weight to get healthy. I can't put it off anymore.

Karl Stefanovic

"Get that sexy bitch on the show NOW!"

How to keep self motivated.

If I lose lots of weight, maybe Karl Stefanovic will want to interview me.

Karl: So Lynda, how did you lose so much weight

Me: It was easy Karl, I imagined myself becoming fit and fantastic and meeting you and then shagging you

Karl: Ohhh you horny little bitch

Me: Let's shag then, shall we?

Karl: Right on!

Hands up who think it is going to go down like this......anyone? anyone????

Jayde just called me and asked if I want to workout with her on Wednesday and Thursday because she has two days off. I said I would love too. Coz yes, I really would love too.

Me..looking forward to a workout? This shit is bananas. B A N A N A S.

I am currently working on my plan. We are going to the football oval so I want to do lots of running, but I need to make sure I can sit and rest my back in between my sprints. Lol. You would lol too if you saw me "sprinting".

The results are in...

The Fatty Boomba Challenge had its first weigh in this morning and I managed a loss of 1.3.

Ya gotta be happy with that!! (Yes, yes I am)

I weighed in at 115.8 (254 pounds) A loss of 1.3 kilos

WATCH. THIS. SPACE. MOFOs.

So did I do it?

Did I do my 300 calorie workout yesterday?

Well, yes I did thank you very much. (Treadmill, disco, weights, squats, lunges)

Tomorrow is the first weigh-in for the Fatty Boomba Challenge so I have to be REALLY good today.

Thinking of going to the National Park that is near us and going for a walk. I might have another crack at my 100 metre sprint/shuffle/scramble.

Will report back later.

I did not think I would be able to walk today after my awesomeness yesterday (remember?? I was a fitness freak for 1 hour and 50 minutes) but I am surprisingly flexible and not very sore at all. Yay.

Today my goal is to do a session that burns 300 calories. Also doing some more cooking and freezing of meals so that I have a good supply of healthy shit to choose from through the week.

Also have to do some clothes washing and cleaning, but I am not so excited about that.

Look at that body (I workout)

Last night I wanted to do a big workout. I put on my heart rate monitor, organised music and got into my workout gear. I was like a total athlete but fatter, and not as fit.

 Started working out and within like 5 minutes I had 2 phone calls, Avah started asking me 2,456 questions and my shopping got delivered (getting shopping delivered means no chance of buying junk at the shop). So I gave up. Pathetic, I know, I know.

Remember Lynda: Workout in the mornings before you do anything else, when it is quiet and cannot be interrupted.

So using my disappointment (I never thought I would hear myself say I was disappointed that I could not work out) I was determined to do an awesome workout today.

When I watch The Biggest Loser they always talk about doing sessions that burn 600 calories. I have always wanted to do that. Not entirely sure why....but anywhoo, today I did it. Yay!!

It took me 1 hour and 50 minutes and a lot of blood, sweat and tears (well maybe a bit of sweat) but I DID IT! I did treadmill, weights, squats, lunges, dancing, karate (hehehe), running around the house etc.

I am continually getting amazed at my awesomeness.

I am awesome

Home made Chicken Tikka

You may be wondering why all my food pics are in containers....well...I had a big cooking day and cooked about 6,000 meals and put them all in my new tupperware containers. I have them in the freezer ready to go and it has been fantastic for a number of reasons.

1) All my cooking is done in one hit (which is awesome coz I am lazy)
2) No mess to clean up, just a little container to wash (which is awesome coz I am lazy)
3) Means I have something here and do not have junk or takeaway (which is awesome coz I am fat)
4) I am eating at a decent hour..look it is 6.25 and I have already had dinner
5) My portions are measured out so I cannot overeat. (which is awesome coz I am fat)


I am awesome. I really, really am.

So, you are not a sprinter....

Apart from not staying on track with my eating, I did not do as much exercising as I wanted either. I was too busy relaxing and eating apparently. So the night before we leave, we head over to the football oval which is across the road from the park we stay at. When I say "head over" I mean "we drove". That is right. I. Am. Lazy.

Using the car, we measure out 100 metres. I wanted to time myself running 100 metres so I have a base to improve from. Most people probably do 1 kilometre but I would not be able to walk that far.

I am thinking this 100 metres does not look that far. I think I could do this in about 45 seconds. I am so confident I start taking bets. Everyone tells me that if I believe I can crack 45 seconds, I will. I am pumped. So I start running as fast as my little legs can take me. I immediately start freaking out because I am not going as fast as I imagined I would. I ask David for a time check and he tells me I am up to 35 seconds.

I nearly start crying because not only do I know I wont make my time, I am not even sure if I will finish at all. I want to stop but Dave pushes me to finish.

1 minute and 32 seconds. That is right, 1 minute and 32 seconds to run 100 lousy metres. I am devastated.

David has a crack at it and it takes him 15 seconds.

Even now, days later, I am still disappointed. I don't know what I was expecting, I am carrying sooo much weight on this very short frame.

But, my time can only get better, right?

As a point of interest, the world record for running is 9. something seconds. I bet Usain Bolt is freaking out. He can feel me breathing down his neck. Watch out Usain. I am coming for you. I just have to take about 1 minute and 22 seconds of my time first.

The Cheesecake Fiasco

Right so we go away for the weekend. Did not really do much exercise (just one session at the local football oval). On the Sunday I decided that because "The Fatty Boomba Challenge" was starting on Monday, I would have a packet of potato chips. 

You see, for this challenge, I want to stay on track with my eating and not have anything bad for the 6 weeks. So I have the chips. Then David takes the kids to the carnival and comes back with a bucket of hot chips for me. (See the Pic) I LOVE hot chips. In fact, I love potato in any shape or form.

If you are what you eat, then I am a potato. (I do look kind of like a potato now that I mention it. Seriously.)

So Monday comes around and I am determined to get off to a good start. David's brother and his wife were coming to have lunch with us so I made salad and we BBQ some meat and have healthy wraps. Awesome. Then Vanessa (his wife) pulls out a cheesecake. What the? 

I panic. I do not want to tell them I am on a diet. I don't know why, I am sure they know I am fat. It is a bit hard to overlook. So I have some. Then I don't want to offend them so I have the whole piece. (As a side note, they both ate more than me and they are NOT fat)

After they leave I look up the calories in a slice of cheesecake and it is 390!!!!! Faaark.

I had to be strong and not do what I usually do and think "oh well, I have blown it now I may as well eat everything in fucking sight."

And since then, I have been very good, even working out, but the scales are not being my friend and I am blaming that friggin' cheesecake.

Fatty Boomba Challenge

So there are a few of us who for one reason or another want to or have to lose weight. So we have created a Facebook page (a private one of course) and each week for the next six weeks, will record our weight there.

This way we can encourage and support each other. Some of us may be competitive so this will be a good motivator too.

My weigh in: 117.1 kilos (257.6 pounds)

Long Weekend

In other news, it is a long weekend here this weekend. David has Tuesday off as well so we are heading down to the beach tonight.

Am hoping to do a few morning walks ??????

I will be taking my scales because  a few of us are starting a six-week competition on Monday. It is called "The Fatty Boomba Challenge" and there are 10 of us competing. The point of it is really just to help us all get a good kick start on this weight-loss thing and support each other.

I don't think I will win because I am thinking my weight loss will slow down soon. But I am still going to set some goals and do my best.

Yummy in my (enormous) tummy

This is the soup I had for dinner last night. Vegetable and chicken.

It was scrumptious.

I used to have 2 massive bowls of this. But last night, just had one normal sized one and was satisfied.

The good news is there are leftovers so yay!

I love me some leftovers.

In the Kitchen

Cooking up a storm. Making lots of healthy shit so I can freeze it and have it on hand, ready to go, ready to eat whenever I feel like it. Then there is no chance of eating anything bad/sinful/delicious.


Once the cooking is done, I will be having a disco (Yes Sir, I can boogie) and then maybe, possibly, definitely getting on the treadmill for a run/jog/walk/shuffle.

Not good, but not bad

So today I did not work out. I went to my mum and dad's place. When I am there we spend most of the time sitting and chatting at the kitchen table. Me on my IPad reading blogs, checking emails and Facebook and my mum on her laptop online shopping. A couple of years ago she would not go near a computer, and now she is an active facebooker and bargain hunter (which means if she sees something on sale, she buys it - whether she needs it or not)

The good news is that I ate really well, no junk and lots of veggies and I did not overeat. Yay.

Am planning on having another disco tomorrow as the one I had yesterday was such a roaring success (when I say success, I mean that I had a good time. The two kids I had with me got bored and left me to get on down alone which kind of hurt my feelings because I thought my moves were really impressing them)

When I dance at home alone, I don't like to dance like nobody is watching - I prefer to dance like everybody is watching. That is how I roll. In fact, I may even roll away because at my height and at this weight, I am almost a ball.

Disco

Me after the disco

I have Avah at home all day today as it is not a kindergarten day. Her friend Jordan was here too, so instead of running today we had a disco. It was awesome.

We danced for an hour and I clocked up 283 calories with a max heart rate of 146. Right on.

Am thinking I should do this every day. I feel stupid dancing alone though. I am a bit of a show-off so I much prefer an audience.

Dodgy

Small bag of potato fries. 90 calories. Oh yeah.

But look inside the bag. Not. Many. In. There.

What the?

Like a handful for 90 Calories. Hmm..when I think of how many of these I used to eat...I used to get the big, big bags....how many calories would have been in that little snack?

Last Night's Dinner

Cutting up the capiscum
before I pigged out

We made home-made pizza last night. We use the stuff you have a wrap in. For one of them it was 100 calories and then we added chicken, capsicum, pineapple and a bit of low-fat cheese. It was nice and healthy.

 Good.

But then I ruined it by having 2 of them. And the stupid thing was, I was full after the first one. Why did I go and do that for????????

I felt full, uncomfortable and disappointed.

Remember this next time, Chunky Arse.

Running Here, Running There

OK, so I might be stretching it a bit when I say I have been for a run. But it is a start. Here is my progress so far.

Sunday 26th Feb - 1 minute 05 seconds (was so disappointed that I could only do that long)
Monday 27th Feb - 1 minute 35 seconds (at least it is an improvement)
Wednesday 29th Feb - 2 minutes 42 seconds ( ohhh impressive, but nearly died afterwards)
Thursday 1st March - 4 minute barefoot walk/run (went well until my little toe went under the side plastic bit)
Sunday 4th March - 5 minute walk with running sprints here and there (wore shoes this time and was much better)


Coming up this week:

Cooking day to make healthy shit and freeze it. Weigh day on Friday. Going camping (well in a caravan) at Portarlington. In between I have to get on the treadmill and run, run, run.

Meet the Players #2 and Update

So this is me with my sister Lisa. Well one of my sisters. I actually have 6 sisters and 3 brothers. My parents had 5 biological children and once we were all grown up and had moved out of home, they began foster caring other kids. They have adopted 5 of these kids and they are now officially part of our family.

Lisa is the youngest of the biological kids.

I am the only teeny tiny one in the family but I am the best looking and most talented. I am also the fattest.

I have lots of nieces and nephews too, some of which I am closer in age to than my older brother and sisters. We are all pretty close and socialise together quite a bit.

Yep, so this is us at my Ma and Pa's house.

So fitness/healthy thing update is I have been trying to do a bit of running on the treadmill every day. The first day I got on to see how long I could run for without stopping. I managed to go for 1 minute and 35 seconds. the next day I ran for 2 minutes and 5 seconds and the day after that 2 minutes and 42 seconds. Yesterday I just did a bit of a walk. And today I have done nothing.

A few years a go, I lost a bit of weight and took up running. I managed to get up to 30 minutes without stopping. It took a while to build up to it because my legs would kill. But this time, I get puffed.

The plan is to do little bits as often as I can and get as fit as fast as I can.

Tomorrow is Saturday so I am going to try to put in a big effort. Watch this space...

Meet the Players #1

This is my husband. He is 6 foot tall and a bit hot. We have been together since he was 15 and I was 16. Yes, I am a cougar.

We live in Lancefield, Victoria, Australia. We have a daughter who is 5 named Avah (Like Ava Gardner).

He runs his own business (he is a boilermaker/welder) and he loves running. He got into it a year or two ago.

Apart from being a bit of a stud muffin, he is very funny, very loyal and a great dad. I am very lucky to have him.

And he thinks he is very lucky to have me.

It is a win/win situation.

Juicy

Made a huge fruit salad for us to enjoy over the next couple of days.

That is Avah's (my daughter) hand sneaking in there to pinch a peach.

Fruit salad was awesome. Right on.

Getting Started

Side view of me striking a pose. Chunky.

By the way, that is not my horse.

My starting weight was 124.1 Kilos (273 pounds) on the 3rd of February but I have lost a few kilos since then.

Faarrrk.