When I first started, mentally I was all over the place. I knew I wanted to succeed badly, but my body straight off the bat was not going to have a bar of it.
The first morning of the challenge we had to do a fitness test. Now I knew my fitness wasn’t anywhere near where it had been, but I felt like I wasn’t that out of shape…. WRONG. You know you’re out of shape when doing 2 minutes of high knees feels like you just ran a bloody marathon. Lets not even talk about the 10 push ups on my knees because they left me feeling sore in my arms for days. I had no idea how unfit I actually was and it was quite the confidence destroyer.
I remember going home and telling my husband that there was a pretty good chance that I was going to die on the drive home from bootcamp. This was because I couldn’t feel my arms and my legs were made of cement. There was no way I was going to be able to lift my foot off the accelerator or steer. He told me to stop being so dramatic and I told him to go f3$% himself. We are good like that.
For the first fortnight every session was horrible. I was sore in places I didn’t even know you could be sore in and I was craving sugar really really badly. I was no joke having dreams about eating bad food and was waking up every 15min worried that I was going to over sleep my alarm and miss bootcamp.
Getting up at 4:15am took a bit of getting used to. Rolling out of bed and then rolling my body down the corridor was probably my best chance of success, because if I even thought of snoozing the alarm or not getting up the second it went off, things would go down hill very fast.
Its amazing the number of excuses you can come up with, as to why you should not get up and exercise.
The top 20 excuses that went through my head:
1 - The most obvious, “I’m so tired” insert back up comment about the kids keeping me awake all night
2 - It's too cold
3 - I will go in the afternoon
4 - I think I am getting sick, better not push myself
5 - I heard the dog barking 5 minutes ago, there could be someone outside, so I better not risk walking to the car
6 - My legs, arms, back, ass and ears hurt. Need a day to rest and recover
7 - I went yesterday
8 - Magpies…
9 - I can’t find any hair clips, my hair is too wild to train today
10 - The husband and kids are asleep, this is so unfair, I should go back to sleep too
11 - I think it looks like rain (no clouds in the sky)
12- I think I heard thunder (really husband farting)
13 - I totally deserve a sleep in… again
14 - I didn’t shave under my arms last night and nobody needs to see that
15 - I can’t find my lucky undies
16 - I can’t train because my fav sports bra is in the wash
17 - Stayed up too late Facebook stalking, I need my beauty sleep
18 - I think it may be cancelled… yes def cancelled today
19 - Not sure if my car has enough petrol to get me there (filled up car with petrol the day before)
20 - Its that time of the month.. no one wants to squat out an ovary.
Somehow I always managed to get myself to bootcamp by 5am, even if it meant waking up the husband and asking him to walk me to my car because I stupidly stayed up the night before watching true crime stories and thought someone was going to kill me.
You need to trust me on this though, as much as b*tch pig stink rat a$$hole of a thing getting up when its dark to exercise is, its so much better then doing it in the afternoon. By the afternoon you are already shattered from a thing called life and if you have kids, you have a ready made excuse right there. By the afternoon my kids have turned into demons and with the amount of extra curricular activities they have going on, my exercise has to take the back seat.
The 2 year old has been my biggest source of motivation. She has become a bit of a gym creche bandit. Her favourite activity is to go to the creche and she reminds me of this every 15 minutes or so. This means when I’m feeling like I couldn’t possibly go, she will be there begging to go to the gym. Such a beefcake!!!!!
I am now at the stage of my fitness journey where getting up in the morning has become the norm and it doesn’t seem to hurt as much as it did 8 weeks ago. As sick as it sounds, I actually love it!! Im still just as tired as I was before I even started exercising, so I think that just comes from being a mum. However, it feels good to know that you have gotten your exercise out of the way for the day.
Over the last 9 and half weeks my diet has really been on point. I have made sure that I am maintaining my fructose free lifestyle and have been substituting some ingredients in my meal plan for ones that are more suited to me. Like honey to rice malt syrup etc.
The cheat meals have been the biggest blessing because it shows me that I can still have a blow out and keep losing/maintaining my weight.
The truth is, people do these challenges and go absolutely hardcore. They lose weight but can’t realistically keep it off because the lifestyle is not maintainable. Its easy when you know you are accountable to a trainer and you are part of a challenge. The hard part is when you are only accountable to yourself.
In previous weight loss journeys I have always gone so bloody hardcore and got great results, but I put it all back on and then some. This is the first time in my life that I am trying to be realistic. I am making sure my meals are healthy, yet enjoyable for the whole family. No lettuce and ice cubes for me.I am having a treat each night, but only when I have worked hard for it and as mentioned, my treat meals are extremely appreciated and it puts me in the frame of mind to push myself. I have had a couple of messages asking what I have for my cheat meals and basically it's going out to dinner with the family and having whatever I like. I am still not having dessert, because that doesn’t fit into my fructose free lifestyle. Realistically, unless I make a dessert myself, fructose free options aren’t available at restaurants.
Only once have I used my cheat meal for a sugar binge and it wasn’t really a huge one. Mum made an apple pie and when your mum makes an apple pie you don’t turn that sh*t down on your cheat meal night.
I am currently feeling the strongest I have ever felt in my life.
I still cant do more then 4 push ups on my toes( if I'm lucky) or do an unassisted chin up, but I can lift a lot more weight then I ever imagined and when I flex my little biceps, something actually moves in there.
Mentally I am feeling wonderful because I can see my hard work paying off in the mirror and in the clothes I am wearing.
My husband is my greatest supporter and constantly tells me how good I am looking. This is much better then him telling me 12 weeks ago that I felt like a different person when he hugged me… like a hippo is how I took it.
The kids are loving having me back to running around in the yard with them and bonus points for me being able to go down the slide with the 2 year old at the playground and not getting my hips just about ripped off. True story, 3 months ago I nearly got jammed going down that same slide and had two massive bruises on my hips.
Can't wait to smash out these last couple of weeks and post my before and after pics!!
Happy Wednesday Ya’ll and here is a simple fudge recipe
1/3 of a cup of coconut butter
3/4 cup of cacao powder
1/3 of a cup of Rice Malt Syrup
1 teaspoon of vanilla bean extract
1 teaspoon of natural peppermint extract
*can add any nuts you have in your pantry (i did)
1. Blitz all the ingredients together briefly until combined.
2. Scoop mixture into a baking paper lined tray and flatten out to the desired thickness.
3. Refrigerate for at least two hours.
4. Remove the fudge from the fridge and slice before serving.