Sunday, 24 May 2009
Tuesday, 19 May 2009
Slack....... but here's an update.....
3. Olivia started school this term and is now in week 4. She is going great: tired, but loving it. I am so proud of her, and constantly amazed at how cool she is. And how beautiful.
I am exercising like a demon, and I am even running my own intervals now as well.
I am on the lookout for a 5/6km run too. I am running to some C25k podcasts which have inspired me. But for a variety of reasons I don't want to do City to Bay again, so am on the lookout for something else. Watch this space on that one!
I am still not smoking: over 4 months now, so I am proud, so very proud of that. Andrew has quit too, and I am even prouder of him!

So, all good. All happy.
I just need to now look at the next stage and actually look at losing the last 18kg.....................
Wednesday, 25 March 2009
Exercise March 2009
The weather is gorgeous at the moment and I am in a good place.
I have been spending a fair amount of time on Facebook recently, and so many friends and family have asked how I manage to fit in the exercise I do around the kids.
Here is my current plan:
Monday 6am Group Personal Training (Cardio and Resistance) with Lynda. Home by 7am for a shower and this is about when the kids are waking up. (If they wake earlier, Andrew deals with them and slaps ABC kids on for them with a cup of juice!)
Tuesday 6am Group Interval Training with Lynda: this starts from next term. Again, I know I can be home by 7am.
Tuesday 7pm: Now that Better Bods is coming to an end, I have decided that I will continue to use my Tuesday nights for my fitness and Marisa and I are going to use the time to do "big things" like a huge hill, the Paracourse, a 14km walk etc. Andrew is really OK with being home by 7pm now, and I love the "night off" especially when I know I am getting some great exercise. And a good gossip with Marisa.
Wednesday 6am: Group Personal Training (Cardio and Resistance) with Lynda
Thursday 7.30pm: The solitary run, with my iPod. This is the one I have to really psych myself up for. It is only my iPod and its cheesy 1980's dance tracks that gets me out there in Wadmore Park running round in the dark. BUT, funnily enough, once I have done it, by myself, I feel so inspired.
Friday: This is a hard one as I have to do something around the kids. So usually a session with my fit ball and the DVD fit ball routine, or skipping, as well as Lynda's home Resistance workout. Or I run up and down the track at the back of the house.
Saturday: My day off! Although most Saturdays I will pram push one of the kids down to Target/Foodland, which is a lovely walk, and they love it.
Sunday: This is my "lie in" day when Andrew gets up with the kids and makes them brekky and gets them dressed etc. However, I chose to use this time to walk with Marisa. We meet at 7.30am at Morialta. We walk to the first falls and back, doing the Giants Cave steps on the way, and on the way back. It is one of my favourite times of the week. It is one of my favourite walks.
To be doing such a nice balance of exercise pretty much every day had been a totally alien concept to me up until this past year. I am so so so glad I am finally off my arse really making a difference to my health.
Even if I never lose another gram, this exercise business gives me so much energy, so many happy hormones, so much more of a sense of peace in my heart, so much more love to give to the kids and to Andrew, it is truly worth it. And so much easier than I ever imagined it would be.
And it had changed me from this:

To this:
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Tuesday, 10 March 2009
LOST
I lost.

Sunday, 8 March 2009
Reasons to break through....

This post might be in draft for a while whilst I accumulate all the reasons I can collect to break through this stagnant period.
Intellectually of course I know I want to carry on.
All reason suggests that getting back on a very focused plan is, of course, the best thing to do.
But I think I need to recall some of the more emotionally entrenched reasons to forge ahead.
Here are some of the things that have popped into my head today as I have pottered:
1. I was the one that chose to do this in the first place, against all odds. It was probably the last thing anyone imagined I would ever do, and I know it has seriously ticked some people off. And I'll be frank, it utterly delights me to think that I have the power to rattle those people with something as worthwhile as my personal fitness and appearance! Bring it on I say!
2. I was the one that chose this project. Let me finish it well, finish it on time, and finish it with more applause. I love love love the recognition that losing weight gives me. Big time. Whether it be positive comments from virtual strangers, amazed encouragement from friends, or comforting praise from Andrew, I revel in all those compliments. More please!
3. Conversely, if I chose to give up now, OH MY GOD. I will start putting on weight, which makes me feel sick to my stomach. What a waste that would be. Of time, of effort, of energy. I can only imagine how much sadness and immense regret that would bring me and I truly DO NOT WANT TO GO THERE.
4. Nor do I want to give ANYONE the satisfaction, EVER, of being able to say or think "She couldn't keep it off. I knew she'd stack it back on." Shudder. Cringe. No way.
5. Fitting in the tiny seats in economy and being able to easily put the little flappy table thingo down is a joy. An utter joy.
6. I love getting glammed up with a fake tan and a flattering outfit. Love it. But it's only such fun if I know I am at the best figure I can be.
7. Raunchy sex.
8. More energy in general, for the kids.
9. I have given up smoking for goodness sake. After 26 years of smoking, I am finally a non smoker, which is about the healthiest thing I have ever done in my whole life. So to continue to lose weight on top[ of that is a huge achievement. And I want to bask in the smugness!
10. I have a sad yearning to carry on losing weight so I can go on some cheesy "current affairs" show.
11. I love the smug feeling of going to bed at night knowing I have been a perfect angel with regard to food and exercise & water.
12. I truly love love love the buzz I get from the exercise. More please. And the sense of pride I get from having taking my training to the next level.
13. I love that Andrew is proud of what I have achieved so far, and I so do not want to backslide and risk disappointing him.
14. Charlie and Tom (and a lot of other people to be honest!) haven't seen me skinny yet. I want them to see me even slimmer and be amazed!
More to come, no doubt........
6 weeks and counting down.......

Friday, 6 March 2009
I will be back soon
Friday, 30 January 2009
Faking it........
Wednesday, 28 January 2009
There and beyond, blue.
Friday, 23 January 2009
Lucy, Just Do It.

Grumpy girl.

We are back from our holidays.
We had a blissful week at Andrew's parents.
I ate like an angel and exercised really well, but still put on weight??
I am not smoking. I have not killed my husband.
I fit into a size 12 cocktail dress with 6 inch strappy heels.
But I feel fat as the scales, damn them, show that I have put on about 4kg????
I feel like I am going mad.
I just want to get back into the weekly grind of training and losing weight each week, not putting it on???
I am off to bed to sulk.
I might have to listen to some hypnotherapy.
Sunday, 11 January 2009
Bugger
Friday, 9 January 2009
Yippee! I am a non smoker!

Wednesday, 7 January 2009
Name that song.........

Who knows what tomorrow brings
In a world few hearts survive?
All I know is the way I feel.When it's real, I keep it alive.
The road is long, there are mountains in our way,
But we climb a step every day.Love lifts us up where we belong,
Where the eagles cry
On a mountain high.
Love lifts us up where we belong,Far from the world below,
Up where the clear winds blow.
Some hang on to "used to be,"
Live their lives looking behind.
All we have is here and now,
All our life, out there to find.
The road is long, there are mountains in our way,
But we climb a step every day
Love lifts us up where we belong,
Where the eagles cry
On a mountain high.
Love lift us up where we belong,
Far from the world we know,
Where the clear winds blow.
Time goes by, no time to cry,
Life's you and I. A life today.
Monday, 5 January 2009
Sunday, 4 January 2009
Monday, 29 December 2008
I have moved on.....
Andrew bought me this thing (I believe it is called an Ipod?)
So I am dragging myself out of the '80's. (But maintaining a tenuous link by downloading all the '80's dance remixes I can, to run to.)

Saturday, 27 December 2008
Friday, 26 December 2008
So this is Christmas..............






















