Today is the first day in ages that I am home for the whole day.

I have cleaned up, folded clothes, paid bills and totally cleaned my desk which was a disaster zone. I even did 15 minutes on the treadmill. 

I am just about to order our shopping online so that I can cook some healthy meals for us all. Tonight I am working out with Jayde and I am really looking forward to it.

I am feeling much better about my blowout on the weekend. Thanks so much to everyone who took the time to write to me. The most important thing I have learnt this time around is that everyone is going to go off the rails every now and then, but what matters is getting back on track. That is where I always went wrong before. It is much easier to get back into it when you have such a great support network and so many positive influences to inspire you. So thanks again everyone. xo

Total Blowout

The last three days have been out of control. OUT OF CONTROL.

Here is the low-down of my ho-down:

Friday morning: Worked out and felt fantastic. In control.

Friday afternoon: Had Liz’s funeral. Liz and I always had a few wines together at family gatherings. In her honour, I thought I would have a wine. That turned into four.

Friday night: Slightly sloshed and at the post-wake wake, we all order pizza. At 9pm my sister arrives from Adelaide for the weekend and we ORDER MORE PIZZA. I did not have too much though, so apart from the wine, I am still feelng in control.

Saturday morning: Hungover, so I skip workout. I have not organized anything for lunch so we get hot chips for lunch. Officially OUT OF CONTROL.

Saturday night: We are at my parents place and everyone is coming over so we decide to have a few drinks. Then we eat cake and pavlova.

Sunday morning: We head off to another family gathering armed with afternoon tea. Cakes, donuts, potato chips, oh and KFC for lunch. WHAT THE FUCK!

Sunday night: Feeling full and disgusting. Have stomach pains and indigestion. What have I done?

Monday morning: Weigh self and want to cry. Fill out MyFitnessPal to work out how many calories I have actually consumed.

Monday night: Have accepted that I have fucked up and am now back on track. So mad with myself for ruining all of my hard work from the past few weeks. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

Just got these in the mail. Can’t wait to try them out.

Oh dear, this is happening right now.

Workout 14 September

Here is how Jayde and I motivate each other:

Ended up doing a walk down to the front gate and back. it is quite a steep hill. Last time it took me 14 minutes and I had to sit down twice. Today, not sitting and it took me 8 minutes.

Then back into the gym for some weights and some disco moves. 

Weigh-in 12/9

Weighed in this morning at 105.7 kilos (232.54 pounds) a loss of one kilo or 2.2 pounds.

Am happy with that because I had our trip to Lorne in there and also all the events from last week.

Only 1.6 kilos (3.53 pounds) away from hitting the 20 kilo (44 pounds) mark. So close……yet…..soooo….farrrrr……….

C25K Week4/Day 2

C25K Week 4/Day 2

So I slogged it out on the treadmill yesterday. Back to the C25K runs. I was pretty worried going in that I would not be able to finish because I had not done a C25K for a week and a half.

I finished but it was farking hard. It was the first time I have ever worked out and thought I might vomit. I felt like a contestant the Biggest Loser.

I burnt 169 calories. My average HR was 134, I walk and run very slowly so I expect the calories will go up as I get faster.

Today, it is into the gym to work on my core (it is in there somewhere) as I did not do it yesterday (due to the nearly vomiting thing). I will be joined by the lovely Miss Jayde.

On another note, every time I type C25K I always forget to take my finger off the caps lock so it comes out like this: C@%K, so if you ever see that on my blog anywhere I am not talking about, well, you know, a cock. lol.