Sunday, November 30, 2008

Nannys Little Princess












Some of these pics had just come thru to me, so I thought I would share them with you all. For those of you who don't read my other blog or don't know about it, these are my pretty girls. My grand daughter Mikayla Jade and my oldest daughter Rhiannon Therese.
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Weekends are the most boring, painful and often difficult times in my house. Michael is not home on weekends very much due to work stuff. He starts work on a Thursday night and often is still working on Sunday nights. Monday is first day off. And at least we get the week days together.

I say it's hard because being home alone, at night, results in me raiding the fridge and the cupboards. And my willpower is sorely tested and at times? I find my willpower fading and deserting me. I mean, seriously, it's like it jumps OUT of my body, marches DOWN the hallway, waits for me to OPEN the door and usher it out, before the bastard thing turns in the drive way and waves goodbye to me and flips me the bird.

And if that isn't enough, the voices start. I hear them calling faintly at first. They whisper my name, and of course, I have to investigate. And I know, everytime, it's the fridge and pantry calling me and the more I fight, the louder they call me and in the end, I give in.

If I don't give into the chants from the fridge and the pantry, then its the angel and devil on my shoulders that sit there and fight with each other. Then I'm stuck wandering back and forward in the hallway, wearing my pjyama's and trying to decide do I REALLY want that extra 6,573 calories contained in the block of chocolate.

The sensible answer is of course I don't, the over emotional, hormonal, sugar craving bitch side of me is screaming, yes, eat the bloody stuff, worry about it tomorrow.

Nine times out of ten, I don't eat it. For the simple reason I don't keep it in the house or the stuff that I do have in the house, is for Michael and the kidlets and it is stuff that I don't like. But as I said, every now and then I sucumb and have a pig out and then royally regret it.

It's bizarre to me. I will happily go off to the gym four nights a week, cause myself actual pain, sweat and groan and call Michael all kinds of rude names, and then go home with a smile on my face. I can drive home and be happy with the fact that I have either done more reps or gone heavier in my weights. I can get all sweaty and disgusting doing cardio etc etc.

And then eat crap.

I can get on the scales and do the happy dance knowing that I have indeed lost weight and then - eat crap.

And I can blame the fact that I am sad, that I am angry, lonely or even that I have PMT or it is TTOTM. But it all comes down to the fact that I am making a shitty choice. That even knowing full well that I shouldn't do it. I do. And there is no explaining it away.

All that aside, I am happy with the fact that I don't have to cut all the crap out. I don't eat Maccas or KFC regularly. If I do eat Macca's the only thing I eat is nuggets. I don't do KFC, Red Rooster, Hungry Jacks or any of the processed, deep fried crap on the market.

If we go somewhere for the day and we won't be home in time for a meal, then we go as healthy as we can. It's usually a kebab, with chicken and bbq sauce. No garlic. I don't drink soft drink other than Coke Zero. I used to crave Lemonade and now? Oh lord does it make me sick.

I still eat and drink fairly normally. I just make better choices I like to think. I can still have my chocolate, I just have it at better times during the day. Usually I have a few pieces before we hit the gym and I am happy with that.

The weekends I have combatted by keeping the stuff out of the house (the majority of the times) and seeing as Michael has he car, I am not going to walk in the pitch black, fifteen minutes to the milk bar to buy some junk food. Problem solved eh?

So, training the past week was awesome. I went up in all my weights as I mentioned before. My cardio has been a little better. I have only missed three mornings out of the seven. The scales are showing a 2.3kg drop in the past two weeks and my BMI has dropped as well. This is the lightest I have been in a long time. And I am most happy with it even though I still have a long way to go.

I am not going to post my weight nor am I going to post pics of myself until I am where I want to be. I don't think I need to put anymore pressure on myself than I already do. I still have to wonder though, we do the whole eat bad stuff thing, when we know we shouldn't.

Anyhow, my eating has been good this week gone by as has the training and it is showing in my clothes and on the scales. People at the gym are commenting on the changes they are seeing. So something is going right.

Starting at midnight tonight, I am going to go strict for a week, just to show myself what I can achieve if I really set my mind to it. I am trying to wean myself off the coke zero slowly, so I am cutting it down again from a 600ml bottle a day to a glass or two until I can just stop it all together. Other than that, clean eating, all my cardio and training will be spot on and we will see how it goes.

Have a good Sunday night lovelies.


xoxox
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Friday, November 28, 2008

Ed Hardy Rules...




Okay lovelies, here they are. My much loved Ed Hardy top and handbag. I am in love. Michael thinks I am crazy but hey, he likes building cars, I like clothes and handbags.

I am very tired today. I had to drag my butt out of bed at 2am this morning and go and rescue my 17 year old daughter from the place she had been living. Apparently, she had stolen some panadol from the lady she shares a house with it. She pays rent to live there and she puts in for food whilst living on a small benefit from centrelink but she stole the panadol. Go figure.

So I drove from Narre Warren to Bacchus Marsh and back. Finally making it home at 5.30am only to get up again at 9.30am. I don't know how this living arrangement will go. She and I are very alike, so much alike that we clash constantly. And we are now going to have to find a way to combat this and learn to co-exist. She needs her mum and I need her.

I am feeling it in my back today. I was really happy with my training yesterday, I went up in all my weights and didn't struggle at all. My chest and bi's are still sore from the other day. Today is shoulders and tri's. But right now? I am going to have a nap and post some more later.

xoxo
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Thursday, November 27, 2008

Lets Start At The Very Beginning

Because that's a very good place to start....

So, here we go.

Welcome to the weird and wonderful world of LJ. I'm going to blog about my weight loss journey and my dreams and aspirations to become a figure competitor and to strut my stuff on the stage.

I can't promise that this is going to be rainbows and roses and that some of the things I say won't offend delicate senses. So if you think it does, best you get prepared. Because I fully intend on telling it how it is on this journey. Warts and all.

It may offend but it will be honest and to the point and I damn hard work.

I don't or I haven't had much in the way of hero's. But these days, there are four amazing ladies who have given me the courage to take on this journey. Their support and belief in me, my husband's love and support and awesome training and the fact that I want to finally be in a place where I haven't been for a long time. Fit, fantastic, healthy and happy.

So let me introduce you all to my hero's:



The lovely Lindy Olsen, who would have to be one of the most generous and giving people I have had the good fortune to stumble across. The wealth of information and support this lady gives to people just blows me away and she is never, ever to busy to offer some love and support. Her forum is the best around and its an honour to be a part of it.




The equally lovely Lia Halsall. Despite recently losing both her parents, this lady also puts herself out there, each and every day just the same as Lindy and offers her advice, support and friendship, simply because she has the heart of an angel. Another lady that I am honoured to be meeting face to face very soon (even if she is going to hurt me).



The bloody stunning Rae Cattach, another lady who has been invaluable to all of us over at Lindy's forum. I emailed Rae out of the blue earlier this year to ask some advice and she went out of her way to offer a complete stranger help and support and thanks to her, I found Lindy's forum. Another lady who despite losing her beautiful mummy still gives of herself freely and with a great big smile.



And last but by no means least. The lovely Miss Tank. I have to say I an in awe of this lady, she is awesomely beautiful and has a bod to die for. Another of the lovelies I met over at my second home. I don't know her to well yet, but I am looking forward to getting to know her much better.

These ladies adorn the pages of my diary and I read their blogs religiously. I don't often comment, because, believe it or not, I often get intimidated and the ridiculous low self esteem level of mine drops and I think I don't have anything of interest to offer. So I just lurk. And yes, I do have low self esteem. Believe it or not.

These women have transformed their bodies and gotten up on stage and owned it and that is something I so want to do. Right now, I am just a woman who is struggling with her weight, trying to change the bad eating habits of a life time and to get where I want to go. And some days, I don't think I will ever get to the heights these ladies have climbed too. Hence, the lurking on blogs.

There are so many more ladies I have linked on my blogroll and they are all inspirational in their own way.

So this is it. I am documenting my journey now because in some way I know it will keep me honest and accountable. Michael tells me he can give me the tools, but I have to learn to use them and I am hoping that indeed, I will and that this blog will help.

By the way, this is my beautiful husband Michael. The man who keeps my ass inline both in the gym and out and makes my world the most wonderful place. I am truly blessed to have his love and support.


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