Wednesday, 2 March 2011

Mixed Emotions....

So before I start, I have been approached by a lot of people saying they are reading this blog and really enjoying it, so if you are I ask you please to become a "follower", I guess so I really know that people are listening and so that you may leave me comments, I would love some feedback and Im sure at times I may need some words of motivation from you! Oh and then you can ask me for any recipes you want to see! All that it asks is for your email address and it will alert you when I post a new blog post.... no spam or anything!

Anyways onto this post.... Mixed Emotions...
So as you know I have been lucky enough to be fit in to the verrry busy schedule of my brother Dion to become one of his clients..... not sure if that was a smart move as a lot of you know when it comes to training he is a sadistic bastard.....
Well maybe Im only saying this now as it is Thursday and I still cant walk properly after a group torture session, oops I mean training session, on Tuesday night.
But all that aside he is a fantastic trainer as all the Push_ Trainers are and when we train I am no longer his sister but another woman trying to be the best I can be. So I feel very lucky to be fit into his schedule, so just another person I dont want to let down.

This week started with the Body Attack class as you all saw on Monday and then my usual walk with the Yummy Mummys on Tuesday morning followed by my first session in Dions Tuesday night kickboxing class although we didnt box this week we did a "testing" session including a run and then various horrible strength/power exercises non stop as fast as we can then in 6 weeks time we will do it all again to see our improvement!
So I was booked in for some one on one kickboxing wednesday morning- I think I knew this was a bad idea when Taya woke at 3am for a feed and I sat for 5 mins hoping she would just get up, jump out of her bassinette and into bed with me to feed as I physically couldnt move my legs without wanting to cry...needless to say she didnt move so we cried together until I peeled myself out of bed to feed her.

After psyching myself up all morning at home I ventured to the gym for our session but more importantly it was weigh in day!! Now last week I lost 1.5kg so was expecting around the same especially as my eating had been close to perfect bar that on icecream, that delicious creamy delightful icecream.... sorry got a little sidetracked, so yes I was expecting a good number....
The whole drive there I was saying in my head, "98..98..98"  just hoping it would be 98kg.... but unfortunately I only lost 800g so was quite disappointed for a moment then a lightbulb went off.... 800g is nearly a kilo and I have lost nearly 2 and a half kilos in 2 weeks thats not bad at all and Im now under 3 digits (thank bloody god for that!!)
So went into my training session with mixed feelings of looking at the positives and still mildly disappointed.
We started our session with our usual corrective exercises for my weak glute medius...yes just because I have a big butt doesnt mean its strong (but it will be ;)] Then we started with a skipping round. 3 mins of continous skipping consisting of 20 secs fast as you can with knees up, then 10 secs easy skipping then a break and repeat the 3 min round 2 times. Now in case you didnt realise, skipping is a lot harder when you're used to skipping when you're 13kg lighter!! That along with the fact my legs felt like i was wearing cement shoes meant this exercise was extremely hard so as i stared at the wall trying my hardest, I tried to motivate myself by picturing myself when I reach my goal but that didnt work for me, then all I could think was "25..25..25" my goal 25kg...eyes on the prize.... and I felt a fire, a drive, a challenge and it worked.
Then onto the kickboxing and I kept that thought in my mind.... I think Ive found my motivation!
Felt fantastic after my session .... that was until I got home and collapsed in a heap, I cant believe I used to miss training like this!
Then onto today and just when I thought it couldnt get any worse it even hurts to sit now, as when I sit especially on a hard surface I can feel my bones digging into my muscles... like knives..... oh the joys.

I finally made it to Rena's group training class this morning  after Taya was a little gremlin and kept me up pretty much from 3:30am until my alarm went off, I felt like a zombie but I knew id feel better in the end and within minutes I had forgotten I was sleep deprived and on with the workout I went and as always it was a good one!

So what did I learn....
- Find a motivation technique that works for you
- When you are tired and dont want to train, you always feel better after a good hard workout
- and skipping with cement shoes is FRIGGEN hard!!

Whats on the agenda tomorrow... Body Attack thats what! Whos game enough to do it with me??

Sunday, 27 February 2011

Its a new week!

Well well well what a weekend!
To start, Saturday was treat meal day and honestly I couldnt get it off my mind!! Sad I know, but having that treat meal really makes it worth being strict during the week and helps me stay on track.
Ive been battling a little with tiredness lately, normally when I get up in the morning I jump out of bed ready to tackle they day but lately Ive been having arguments with myself (no im not crazy at all ha!) lying in bed "trying" to get up.
Saturday was the worst, I actually fell asleep again, then eneded up jumping out of bed..... not because of excitement to tackle the day, more because I scared myself shitless and was disorientated as to why I was asleep again!?
But I did end up getting up and went straight to the gym, did a 3km run followed by a personal training session with Stav (who is amazing by the way) and felt Fantastic afterwards!
So the treat meal......all day I was dreaming about a hamburger from a fish n chip shop.... I think I even dribbled a bit, and boy did I enjoy it! I think if Paul wanted to "try" mine (as he says when he wants some of mine-like he's never had a hamburger before?) and have a bite I think I actually would have bitten him .... Come to think of it I think I may have hissed at him a few times like a feral cat just for looking at my burger.... needless to say, I enjoyed it.

So yesterday was time to start the new week. My food plan was set and the shopping list was done so while Paul stayed at home with Taya I headed off to do the shopping (tip: always do food shopping after a meal..... never go in there hungry or you'll end up coming out with cheesymite scrolls, packets of chips and chocolate going WTF?)
$200 later I was home preparing todays food.
BTW yesterdays dinner I ended up making for lunch as I had a birthday dinner at Stellas. It was eggplant parmigiana or more like a lasagna so lets call it "Eggplant Parmasagna".
Extremely tasty and very low calorie, let me know if you would like the recipe!

On the topic of the birthday dinner..... I slipped :(
Whilst having a healthy steak with veges for dinner, I had and ice cream for desert..... yep told you Id be honest...
Whilst I thoroughly enjoyed it there was a little voice inside my head yelling and screaming at me (the voice sounded a lot like my brother ;) ....hmmm funny that)

With that I jumped out of bed this morning and went on my mission to Body Attack and boy did I "attack"... thankyou Rena ;)
Honestly I dont think I listened to a word Rena said.... the only thing going through my head was icecream! icecream! icecream!! and I think i kicked so high I nearly flipped myself over backwards!
I feel better now and had a beautiful healthy lunch - rare roast beef sandwich with beetroot, rocket, cucumber and horseradish).... now as the little gremlin is sleeping Im about to prepare tonights dinner- grilled chicken breast with a herbed yogurt sauce with salad mmmm yum! once again feel free to ask for recipes!
On the agenda tomorrow, a morning walk with my "yummy mummys" and then hopefully Dions Kickboxing class tomorrow night.... Im just going to rock up and hope that he lets me do it...yep that'll work.

anways thankyou for keep me on my toes and ssshhhh about the ice cream ;)

Saturday, 26 February 2011

Everything Hurts!!!

Hmmmmm..... Nobody said returning to high intense exercise would be easy!!

Its Saturday night the 26th of Feb and its treat meal night!! (Ive been thinking about this meal all week!!)

I started this challenge one week ago and have gotten off to a flying start!
The food plan is going really well and I am still highly motivated.
This week:
Monday: Body Attack
Tuesday: PT weight session with Trainer Kyle
Wednesday: 3km run (walked for 2 mins approx 100m)
Thursday: Body Balance
Friday: Body Attack
Saturday: 3km run (walked for 30 secs approx 20m) followed by PT weight session

Weighed in on Wednesday morning, after breakfast...... 100.2kg!! I lost 1.6kg since last Thursday!!
Am right on track!!

I only started this blog today so thats why there isnt more detail....
Stay tuned this week for more info on training and diet.... I may even share some recipes!!
Cant wait to weigh in on Wednesday!!

Friday, 25 February 2011

The Journey Begins!

GOALS:
- Lose 25kg
- Run the 12km City to Bay Fun Run in September
- Compete in my first Triathlon (300m swim, 17km cycle, 3km run)

TIME: 6 months (besides the City to Bay!)

HOW:
- Follow a strict eating plan consisting of 1200 calories a day, plus an extra 500 calories a day   whilst I am still breast feeding. I have lots of new and interesting recipes with lots of fresh healthy food, no "shake diets or pills!!"
- Training 6 days per week including 2 weights sessions 4 cardio and a stretch/yoga session
- Complete honesty starting with me telling you my "stats"... cant believe Im going to divulge this information but I have to do it, Its time to "man up!"

STATS:
- Starting Weight: 101.8kg
- 1km Timed run: 6 mins 3 secs
- # of Pushups in 1 min: 36 (on knees)
-"Ab level"- 1 (meaning i can manage a crunch with hands on thighs until fingertips reach knees)

WOW.... So now you know and now you can keep me accountable [Especially you Dora ;) ]

Who am I and Why am I Here?

So....
I am 25 years old and work as an Exercise Specialist; which basically means I am a Personal Trainer, Group Fitness Instructor and I manage the frontline at my family owned fitness club.
Just over 2 years ago I married the love of my life, Paul and last year we decided to start a family.....
On December the 27th I gave birth to a beautiful 8 pound 9 baby girl which we named Taya, by caesarean section.
Immediately I fell in love (as all mothers do!) and as I sat in the hospital room each day I started to think of the future.....
Being pregnant you tend to only think of up to the point of birth, you cant make any plans, or decisions for after that point so everything is focusing on "that day" because you never know what will happen or how life will change, so being able to think of the future, in particular this next year started to excite me.

Before I was pregnant I thrived on "hardcore" training. I ran 4-5 days a week, trained muay thai 2-3 times a week, taught a kickboxing class and a Body Combat class, and was known as the "Spin Bitch" as my spin classes were notoriously hard [they dont call it the "Hour of Power" for nothing ;) ] I also used a personal trainer for weight sessions where we worked on the "Train to Failure" approach. Then I fell pregnant....
Immediately I had to stop everything I was doing except my Body Combat class and focus on just maintaining my strength and preparing my body for a baby.
I experienced horrible nausea during the first 3 months and found it hard to exercise, after that I stuck to walking, light weights and riding the spin bike, so a lot less intense. Naturally the weight crept on.
After finishing work at 34 weeks I decided to "enjoy" my time.... Gym in the morning for a Body pump, Body Balance or low impact Body Attack class, followed by lunch with mum and numerous trips to Bunnings!
I ate reasonably well, but still splurged and ate too many carbs, and trained all the way up to labour (did a body attack class the day after my due date!!)
I was a size 14 and still fit into a lot of my clothes although things were a little tight or I bought clothes in a size 16.... so I wasnt too worried to only go up 1 dress size.
So as I sat in the hospital room I started to get excited about going running, kickboxing and doing such a hard weight session that I go home and collapse in a heap!!
I retured to the gym when Taya was 6 weeks old and was absolutely shocked to learn I had put on 15 kilos.....YES, 15 KILOS!!!!
I went home, cried for a while and then a little lightbulb went off.... I was going to become a "Hot Mama"! Not only would I lose the weight I put on but I would lose a further 10 kilos to be the fittest and leanest I had ever been!

I will share my goals, plan and progress until I become "that woman"...

Here goes nothing!!