Getting there :-)

Last week I jumped on the stage at the stupidly early 5am… I was up 200gms. Not happy Jan but a good wake up call re a couple of bad habits that had been sneaking back in. Just as an experiment I jumped on the scales the next day at the more reasonable hour of 8am (no early training for me on Thursdays) and I was actually down. I took the Wednesday weight as official though.

On Saturday my knee gave out during bootcamp. I’ve been getting pain in it more and more frequently so finally decided to bite the bullet and see a physio. I managed to get an appointment later saturday morning which was fantastic. The result of seeing the physio though isn’t so hot – apparently i have “runners knee”. Me. Who always used to say I hated running, who has only just started loving it, is now not allowed to run at all. Me that used to be a couch potato now has a sports injury! I had to laugh, although I do admit some tears were shed when I was told no running at all for at least 2 weeks…. although that might have had something to do with the physios thumb being pressed into my ITB at the time. No one ever told me physio HURTS! So anyway turns out my ITB is stupidly tight (readers be warned – do NOT put off your stretches. Do them DAILY!) and as a result my knee is now inflamed which is why I have a grinding sensation and pain after running. I’m not allowed to run, squat, lunge, cycle, swim breaststroke, do stairs or basically anything where there is load bearing on the bent knee. This seriously impacts my regular training! I’m determined to not let it beat me though. I’ve been walking at least an hour every day since I was told no running. I switched my regular outdoor toning session yesterday for a Kimax class and just modified the things I couldn’t do – while the class was doing squats, I did pushups, instead of kneeing the bag, I kneed the air, I walked instead of ran the warm up. It did mean I burned fewer calories than normal, but at least I got to do something FUN! I’m Kimaxing again tonight and tomorrow instead of pump class I’m going to a stroke correction swim class. I have been told the knee should be ok for the RAW Challenge as long as I follow instructions and no running between now and then. I really want to do RAW and follow it up with the 10km in Melbourne 2 weeks later so I am being a good girl and doing as I am told. Not easy though.

I also emailed the 12WBT support team as the injury means i can’t complete my fitness test for Week 4, and they offered some great advice and support for keeping on track and modifying my exercise program. It really is great to be signed up to a program where I don’t feel like just another number and where they show genuine interest in you

Which brings me to this morning’s weigh in. 1.6kgs down from last Wednesday. HAPPY DAYS! It also brings up over 25kgs lost since I started this journey. This last 5 have been a very slow process so it feels really good to be ticking off that accomplishment. It means I can focus on the next one (getting into the 60s). I’m hoping to do that in the next 5 – 6 weeks. Wish me luck… ohhh news just in… just checked and I AM NO LONGER OBESE!!! Take that crappy BMI!!!! I may be “overweight” but I have moved from Severely Obese, through Obese and am now merely “overweight”. Doing the happy dance right now!!!

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Positive vibes and the things they inspire you to

Sorry for missing Wednesday’s post – I’ve been without internet at home for the last week grrr. It has been a very interesting week though. Weigh in Wednesday saw me gain for the first time since starting this journey (not counting the holiday weight gain). I was up 200g. Now the old PJ would have been devastated by that, maybe thrown a bit of a tanty and stuffed my face with comfort food. Good thing I’ve changed! I was able to rationalise it in my head, realising that the previous two weeks were abnormally high losses and my body just needed to balance out. I know my nutrition and exercise were good (not perfect by any means but not bad enough to result in a gain) so I just accepted the number for what it was – a number and moved on. 

This week I trialled a new gym. I got a free 3 day pass off their website and used it to full advantage – attending classes on all 3 days. Most important for me was a Kimax class. The Inner Westies (aka the pink ladies) have been raving about these classes and i really wanted to try it out. For those that have never heard of it, it’s basically where you have a free standing large padded cylinder and you punch, elbow, knee and kick it in time to music. It is a GREAT workout and FANTASTIC for stress relief! I was hooked straight up. Forgot to wear my HRM so not sure how many calories I burned but I worked out almost to the point of vomiting so I know I worked hard! What made the class even better for me was the unexpected surprise of having 5 other Inner Westies in the class! We made up over half the room! That sealed my decision that this was the gym for me. The classes suit what I want to do for 12WBT and I can fit them around my shifts (when I’m not running nanna around and on those days I can do the super early classes). For the rest of my trial period I did  a pump and a yoga class. I wanted to see if I would enjoy classes when I didn’t know anyone, and whilst they werent quite as fab as the Kimax class I still enjoyed them. So on Friday I joined the gym. I am a gym member and will be a regular gym attendee. 🙂

Friday was also my second session with the inner westies who are doing couch to 10km. The session was full on, very short rest breaks (20 – 40sec) but I managed to do all the runs without stopping! I was really impressed with myself as the circuits ranged from 400m to 1km in length. I’m not 100% sure but I think in the hour session there was less than 5 min rest. Sure I’m not as fast as the other girls, but I am SO much better than I was when i started this journey (and couldn’t run 50m!). I seem to be getting some of my strength back too. At bootcamp on Saturday I felt strong doing my pushups on my toes and taking the harder options when offered. It was interesting for me as we had a few newbies attend and I could see where I’d come from watching them.

To top off an awesome week I caught up with a few friends last night and was bowled over by all the compliments I received! Everyone was saying how good I’m looking and how the weight loss is really noticeable. I was even told I’m “glowing” from the inside! I felt fantastic. A little self conscious still (I didn’t like being the central topic of conversation for at least half an hour after each new person arrived!) but its nice to have my hard work noticed. We also got to talking about my 40th birthday which is coming up. I’ve been avoiding organising anything as previously when I’ve done so, noone has turned up, or people cancel at the last minute and it turns out really stressful for me. High on the compliments last night (and possibly with a bit of a vodka buzz – calories counted) I decided to put some feelers out and set up an event for my birthday. I was thinking I could get maybe half a dozen people together for a dinner and dancing. Well so far 20 people are attending!! None are family either as I will do them on a separate night. May have to rethink the venue at this rate! I’m completely floored that this many people like me enough to want to attend and celebrate with me.

I’ve also just committed to do the Raw Challenge in September. 6km and 30 obstacles. I’m excited, nervous, scared, thrilled, motivated and inspired all rolled into one. Definitely gives me something to train for! Who’d have thought I would ever even consider something like that! Bring on Sept 28! http://www.rawchallenge.com.au/

The benefits of training buddies

I will admit it. I don’t love exercise. I don’t jump out of bed in the morning thinking YAY time to get the blood pumping and the heart racing (actually I can think of FAR more enjoyable ways to do both!) For me every exercise session is a JFDI session. For that reason my workout buddies are absolutely invaluable. I may let myself down sometimes by not training but I will never pike on a training session I have promised to do with someone else. On the rare occassion they dont turn up, I figure I’m there anyway and do the session.

This weekend I was once again reminded of how wonderful training buddies are, and of how lucky I am to have the support network I do. I am still struggling a bit with sleeping and want nothing more at 6am than to roll over and go back to sleep. Its cold out, and dark and what sane person gets out of bed at that time if they dont have to? Me apparently. Saturday morning was bootcamp. Every Saturday morning I feel like rolling over and going back to sleep but I dont. I’ve promised people I will be there so I go. There was a part of me (a very large part of me) that hoped it was raining this Sat morning so I could sleep in, but it wasnt so I dragged my sorry butt out of bed before i could think about it and turned up. We had a fabulous boxing session and I burned 533 cals I would not have if I had stayed in bed. Not my biggest burn sure, but I know I gave it everything as I had complete jelly legs by the end of it!

Sat afternoon I headed up to my brothers place and spent the afternoon running around with my 4yo niece. It is nice to be able to keep up with her energy levels a lot better than I used to. I still had 100 of this weeks push up challenge left so I did some while I was there. It was so cute watching my niece (aka Mini Me) trying to copy me. She can’t do them on her toes but she smashed them out on her knees 🙂 Even my brother was impressed that I was able to do “guys pushups”. With their encouragement I managed another 50 in spite of aching shoulders from Friday night’s pump class and the morning boxing session.

Normally I use the hour + drive each way as an excuse to stay up there, (and eat and drink too much) and skip training in the morning. This week though I had committed to meeting some people for a double lap of the bay on Sunday morning. (Yes thats right DOUBLE!). There was a moment when my niece begged me to stay that I felt like cancelling, but I held strong and came home. I’m so glad I did!

Woke up this morning to glorious sunshine and met the girls at the bay. We did the first 6 and a bit km pretty easy pace (some of us faster than others and the only run was across the iron cove bridge) and then met up for breakfast. (I was good poached eggs and 1 piece of toast). The 2nd lap, we decided we would interval run. I teamed up with a couple of newbies who are doing their first round and we basically broke up the bay into chunks. Our intervals werent timed or measured, but we were consistent. I actually figure the new girls are fitter than I am they just dont know it yet! We all pushed each other along, and by the end I had SMASHED my old PB by around 5 minutes! We did the 7km in 1hr and 2 minutes. I thought we might have got the 1 hour at one point, but there just wasnt enough left in the tank. By the end, we had walked and ran 14km in 2hr and 14 minutes. I had burned 1178 calories. (Super SUNDAY Session!) and the second lap we’d averaged around 8 and a half minutes per km which for me is pretty fast! (I usually do 9 – 10min). Teaming up with the others was inspiring and motivating. The enthusiasm of people just starting out on their journey is infectious and I find it really rejuvenated me. Without my training buddies I would have a) Not got out of bed or b) only done 1 lap and c) not pushed myself to run as much as I did! I even managed to finished the 300 push up challenge while stretching after the bay. YAY!!!! Now just have to start the 800 step up challenge.

So here it is lunch time Sunday and I feel like I’ve really accomplished something exercise wise this weekend. Don’t get me wrong, I am sore… oh boy am  I sore and it’s going to be worse tomorrow, but I am also incredibly satisfied. Im also looking forward to enjoying my dinner out tonight with no guilt!

I hope everyone else has a fabulous weekend and gets out to enjoy the gorgeous sunshine!

Learning to Run

Anyone who knows me knows I have never been what you would consider athletic. Sure, as a kid I was fit, did every dance class known to man and tried my hand at numerous sports, but apart from dancing I never stuck with anything for more than a few weeks especially if it involved running. I hated running. I was crap at it and I hated anything I was crap at. The only time I recall getting any sort of solace or comfort from running was when they told me our first dog had to be put down, and I ran down the street with him back to the car because I couldn’t bear walking. Since then I havent done any running voluntarily… until 12WBT.

Round 1 saw me attempt the couch to 5k… for a few weeks. It helped. As did all the running drills I did in bootcamp etc. I stopped the C25K mainly because I was doing all sorts of other exercise and it didn’t really fit in. By week 8 of 12WBT though I had improved in my running enough to run 1km without stopping for my fitness test. I was pretty happy about that!  I had planned to run during my holiday but that didnt end up happening, so I was a bit worried about whether I could repeat the performance for my fitness test in Round 2.

Thankfully I did! My time wasn’t as good, but that wasn’t the issue. I just wanted to run the km again. It’s very much a mental thing for me. When I start puffing an panting my brain tells me I should stop. I have to keep making deals with myself to go further. This time though it was a bit different. Sure I was puffing like a steam train about 50m in and I knew I wasn’t going to do it easy, but I also had the knowledge that i have been able to complete it before, and that as bad as my breathing sounds (passers by give me concerned looks – probably thinking I’m about to keel over), that as long as it doesn’t get any worse I can keep going. I even had some left for a sprint at the end! Funnily enough, as hard as the jogging part was, the sprint part actually felt good! My legs strode out, my arms pumped, I felt strong! Don’t get me wrong, it was only very short  and I wouldn’t have broken any Olympic records, but for that few seconds I could actually tell why people enjoy this running thing.

I therefore decided to join a group of inner westies for a Couch to 10km training session. When the alarm went off at 5.30 on Friday morning, I didn’t let myself procrastinate. I was up, dressed and out the door before I had the chance to think about the fact that I had just voluntarily cut short the first proper night’s sleep I’d had in a week. It was cold and dark when I met the ladies near the bay and I was a little intimidated when I saw that most of the others were regular runners – some had even done marathons! Luckily the lovely Carol was there (my partner from my first ever bootcamp). The lady who had organised it, and her husband are both runners and had set out a course for us with  cones. We’d run to the first cone, then walk back, run to the second cone, then do a combination of walking and running back to the start. We kept this up for the whole session. Cheri, the organiser ran with Carol and I (how that girl can hold a conversation while running i have no idea!). She was a great motivator and didnt make me feel like I was holding people back at all. By the end of the session we had walked/jogged 4km. Most of it was jogged! I even had enough left for another sprint finish and once again I got that awesome feeling for that few seconds of sprinting.

I’m planning on attending these sessions every Friday morning if work permits. I’m really looking forward to improving how long I can run for. A little part of me is also looking forward to extending the length of my “sprints”… who knows, maybe one day I’ll be able to actually run (not just jog) the whole 1km! Miracles happen right?

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Just Desserts

This morning I climbed onto the scales to face the consequences of this week. I’ll be honest… I got lucky. I managed to drop 600g in the 9 days since I last weighed in. It feels disappointing as I’ve been dropping around the 1kg mark every week since the 12WBT program started properly (weight loss was slower for me in preseason). Yet I know it is more than I deserve. My exercise this week has been lackluster at best – 1 x 1hour walk the whole time I was in Canberra. Food… well that was either a feast or famine.

I could beat myself up, or get depressed or give up and throw in the towel completely – you know the “it’s all too hard to keep it up” attitude of the old PJ, but I’m not. Last night I went to bootcamp. The weather looked threatening. I was tired.  No one else turned up. I had a choice. I could go home and plonk myself down on the couch in front of the TV or I could stay and have a private personal training session. Guess which one I chose? Yep, the one on one session. Even when the rain started to come down I didn’t stop.

There is nowhere to hide when it’s just you and the trainer. No ability to have a bit of a rest while you hold the focus pads for your boxing partner either. I worked my butt off. I wanted to give up. I wanted to puke. heck at one point I wanted to pass out. I cried. I screamed and yelled. I swore… a lot. There was no lady in that park last night. I was so angry with myself that I hadn’t kept to my plans while I was away and I took it out with the boxing gloves. (explains why I can barely life my arms this morning). I gave everything I had and then some. In a way it was good for the trainer to see. I mean I always work hard at bootcamp, but when there are a bunch of other fitter people doing the same things it can look like I’m slacking off as my best is slower, weaker etc than what the others do. Last night, he had only me to focus on, he could hear me panting for breath, (at one point he asked if I was asthmatic lol) could see my muscles shake as I struggled to get through the push ups, saw me push myself up again after they gave out and I collapsed. I think I earned some respect. I may be fat. I may be unfit. But I put as much effort in as anyone and no one could argue I could have worked harder last night. By the end of the session I was dripping and not just from the rain.

Unfortunately I hadn’t eaten dinner before bootcamp, and I just couldn’t stomach food after it. Dinner consisted of a protein shake made with skim milk instead of water, and my daily calories were way down. Perils of being ill prepared. If I train at night I need to get myself organised early and have dinner at the nanna time of around 5.30pm so it’s out of the way before training, and just have a snack when I get home.

So yeah it hasn’t been a perfect week. not by a long shot. But I am back on track. I have 2 weeks before I fly overseas. I may not get to the 83kg I wanted to be before I go… or I may get lucky and drop 2.5kg in the next 2 weeks. I don’t know. What I do know, is that I have 2 weeks during which I have complete control over what I eat and how much I exercise and that is a good thing. My commitment for the next 2 weeks is to eat all of my calories every day (but not extra) and to exercise 6 days a week. That is what I have control over so that is what I will focus on.

Smashing Milestones

It’s funny how we get fixated on numbers and attach such significance to them. eg $19.99 sounds so much better than $20. It’s the same with weight loss. I would love to get to 80kg by the end of this round but if I can get to 79.9 I will be over the moon. Just cause it starts with a 7… even though there is no real difference. Last week I was sitting at 9.4kg lost since I started this journey in Warm Up. I don’t remember every having lost 10kg in a chunk before (I know I’ve lost and gained it several times over in smaller bits). I really really wanted to get to that 10kg lost, but I also found that I was trying to sabotage myself all week, perhaps trying to subconsciously give myself an excuse in case I didn’t get there, or maybe trying to prove to myself that I couldn’t get there.

I’m not quite sure what it was. I know I missed training on 3 days – and 2 of those days were cardio days… the worst possible days to miss for quick weight loss. I struggled daily with “cravings” for crap. Thanks to the things I’m learning on the 12WBT program though and the support network I have gained from it, I managed to stick to my 1200 calories a day. Yes I admit on a couple of those days some of my snack calories were taken up with chocolate, but I made sure that the chocolate was not eaten until at the end of the day and only if there were calories left over, even if I’d been wanting it since breakfast. I did try distracting myself by doing the dishes after dinner etc and only having it if I still wanted it after everything was cleaned up. Some days it worked, others it didn’t. But at least I didn’t gorge on it. 1 or 2 small pieces only (got to love a Lindt ball for controlling portion sizes but still satisfying the cravings.) On the days I did manage to train I trained hard, so I was pleased with that.

It was therefore with mixed emotions that I got on the scales this morning. The bathroom happy dance was on again when I saw I’d dropped 1.3kg! That brings the total to 10.7kg since warm up and 5.5 since the round started. It’s also 1/3 of the way to where I want to be by the end of the year. I didn’t only reach that 10kg milestone I smashed through it! It was like a weight was lifted off my shoulders (as well as my gut, butt etc wink ) Now that the 10kg is gone the pressure is off. I WANTED to train. For the first time in a week I don’t want junk food.

I celebrated this win by doing the baywalk. I had no intentions of running any of it. I just wanted to walk it at a really good pace. I met up with a friend and we power walked around it. I really don’t think I could have moved my legs any faster at a walk. At a couple of points I felt so good I HAD to run. Me… who has always hated running. I even sprinted the last little bit to where we parked the car. I still can’t run for long, but I actually found myself enjoying the little short bursts. Once I can get my breathing sorted so that the air goes all the way into my lungs instead of feeling like there is a blockage at the top of my chest (same reason I struggle to drink during a hard training session) I know I will be running much further. I downloaded the 4km running program Mish suggested for the Mothers Day Classic and I’m going to take that with me when I go overseas as my training program. I figure I should be able to do that anywhere and fit it in around sight seeing. Having looked at it, I’m not quite up to the week 1 level yet (1km tempo runs + sprints + 1.5km long run!) but it gives me something to work towards and will hopefully keep me motivated while I’m away.

I fully expect these demons to raise their ugly heads again at my next milestone weight… it could be when i’m close to weighing 80kg, or it might be when I’m close to the 20kg loss mark… or even the 15 (although I’m more a round numbers girl) or it could be at all of those. Thing is, I know what to expect now, and I know (with a little help) I can get through it and achieve what I set out to. Those goals don’t seem unrealistic anymore grin

Beat the Heat

Well it’s Weigh in Wednesday again. I wasn’t overly hopeful this week. I’ve been eating the 1200 cals, drinking loads of water and exercising regularly but I just didn’t “feel” any lighter for some reason. Lucky for me the scales disagreed and I’m 500g closer to my goal smile I did have a few moments of feeling flat about it again (sooooo many people seem to be pulling big numbers!!! You guys are AWESOME), but I was thankfully reminded by some supportive peeps that it isn’t a race and any loss is a good loss so I’m going to be happy with it.

I have been feeling a bit drained lately. Too much drama around me lately and I don’t feel like I can walk away from all of it. I am going to try and minimise it where possible though. I just have to remember that I can’t fix everyone else’s problems and need to concentrate on my own.

I had an interesting training session today. I was feeling hot and muggy after work and didn’t feel like walking, plus it looked like rain. I was tempted to call today my rest day but I realised that its days when I’m feeling flat like today that I most need the mood lift offered by training. With that in mind I headed down to the small gym we have at the office (just a treadmill and a weights machine but it is air-conditioned . I couldn’t get the cd player there to work which was frustrating, but on a whim I decided to download the C25K program so many people have been talking about and give it a go. Well waiting for the beeps to change pace and having to fiddle with the buttons on the tready regularly kept me entertained for the full 30min of the program and surprisingly I managed to jog all of the running spurts! I will admit I was looking at the clock at around the 45sec mark of each of the 60 sec bursts, but I was also looking before the walking intervals were up and wanting to run again.

Feeling pretty pleased with that I grabbed the boxing gloved and headed out to the non airconditioned area to belt out some of my frustrations on the standing dummy we have. I tell you what that felt GOOD. So good I may go do it again tomorrow! I’d wanted to do at least an hour, so I jumped back on the treadmill for the last 15 min and did hill intervals. When the hour was up I had burned just over 500 cals and was feeling a whole lot better about things.

Well it’s Weigh in Wednesday again. I wasn’t overly hopeful this week. I’ve been eating the 1200 cals, drinking loads of water and exercising regularly but I just didnt “feel” any lighter for some reason. Lucky for me the scales disagreed and I’m 500g closer to my goal smile I did have a few moments of feeling flat about it again (sooooo many people seem to be pulling big numbers!!! You guys are AWESOME), but I was thankfully reminded by some supportive peeps that it isnt a race and any loss is a good loss so I’m going to be happy with it.

I have been feeling a bit drained lately. Too much drama around me lately and I don’t feel like I can walk away from all of it. I am going to try and minimise it where possible though. I just have to remember that I can’t fix everyone elses problems and need to concentrate on my own.

I had an interesting training session today. I was feeling hot and muggy after work and didn’t feel like walking, plus it looked like rain. I was tempted to call today my rest day but I realised that its days when I’m feeling flat like today that I most need the mood life offered by training. With that in mind I headed down to the small gym we have at the office (just a treadmill and a weights machine but it is air-conditioned . I couldn’t get the cd player there to work which was frustrating, but on a whim I decided to download the C25K program so many people have been talking about and give it a go. Well waiting for the beeps to change pace and having to fiddle with the buttons on the tready regularly kept me entertained for the full 30min of the program and surprisingly I managed to jog all of the running spurts! I will admit I was looking at the clock at around the 45sec mark of each of the 60 sec bursts, but I was also looking before the walking intervals were up and wanting to run again.

Feeling pretty pleased with that I grabbed the boxing gloved and headed out to the non air-conditioned area to belt out some of my frustrations on the standing dummy we have. I tell you what that felt GOOD. So good i may go do it again tomorrow! I’d wanted to do at least an hour, so i jumped back on the treadmill for the last 15 min and did hill intervals. When the hour was up i had burned just over 500 cals and was feeling a whole lot better about things.

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