I have had a great Christmas. New house, new handbags, new books, new body. It’s been great, but I feel as though I celebrated a little too much.
It’s the season to be merry and I have taken that quite literally!
My argument is that I have worked very very hard to get this far and I deserve a bit of a break and i should relax.
Continue reading “Moving on after the Christmas ‘binge’”
I have had a huge break from blogging about my fitness, I moved house and life became a little bit more mental.
I actually officially moved from my home of 19 years on the same day I finished the 8 week course. I was a bit emotional so it’s taken until now for me to able to reflect on my experiences.
It’s been completely life changing. I will never think of my body or my mental and physical ability in the same light. From waking up at 5am to bench pressing, I achieved the impossible (for me anyway!).
My body has never been happier. This has taught me about my wheat and oil intolerance and how to control it. Going out for food can still be a bit stressful for me but I’m managing it. Although I’ve been treating myself a bit more (it is Christmas after all!) I feel that I have a diet plan that works for me, a little bit less protein…
Enough of my emotional rambling now, let me show you the difference. It might not look as dramatic as those before-and-after ‘weight watcher’ 20 stone-loss people, but for me it feels that big. I can’t thank Tim enough for how much happier he has made me. I have worked so hard but he has worked even harder. Without a doubt he has changed my life, I now truly believe that Australians are all slightly crazy!
Continue reading “Finishing my fitness training; What do I look like now?”
This week I have experienced ‘the wall’.
No this does not mean that I have found out how to brick-lay, I have found my mental and physical wall in the form of sprint training.
I have never felt anything like that moment when there is nothing left in your muscles any more! The first session was quite an amazing setting too. Shoreham beach, at half 6 in the morning on the board walk. Looking out to sea there was an enormous American styled thunderstorm, to the right Worthing was coming to life and to the left we could see Brighton Pier lighting up.
Continue reading “Sprint Training is a BITCH”