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The pictorial progress report. Still a long road ahead.


I avoided stepping on the scales and measuring myself yesterday because I was a bit afraid of what I would see – big fat numbers.  But it has been a month since my original fat photos so I could not avoid the progress report any longer.

It is not AS BAD as I thought it was going to be.  I am relieved that I have not gained any more, but it is what it is.  It’s pretty much what I expected, given that I had overdosed on youknowwhat and youknowwhat – the two evils, both beginning with C.  I dare not even speak their names, for I fear once the words spill from my lips, I shan’t be able to stop myself from indulging once more.


It has been one month since I started this journey of finding myself again underneath this layer of wobble.  One month of trying to become a runner.  One month of dinky knees.  One month of feeling guilty for eating too much c_ _ _.  One month of highs and lows.  One month of learning what not to do.  The first month of many healthy months to come.  My gift to my family – a healthy mum and a healthy wife.


Now, don’t get excited.  What you are about to see looks almost exactly the same as what you saw a month ago.  A little disheartening, but oh well.  Baby steps, baby steps…

Now remember – the BEFORE pictures are on the RIGHT.  Look LEFT for the non-existent improvement.

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Notice the difference?  Yeah, me neither.

As with my running, I will keep on chugging on.  I will keep you updated on my progress.

And now, the ‘Operation Find My Hot Bod’ exercise update.


While I have not been so perfect with my healthy eating plan I have tried really hard, but not as hard as I COULD to exercise regularly.  I never said that I would workout every day, because quite frankly, that would be setting myself up for failure.  There is no way I could manage that.  I am far too flakey.

What I have found is that I am enjoying trying to become a runner.  This is coming from someone who has avoided running at all costs – her whole life!  Sometimes, I need my asthma puffer after getting out of bed in the morning, so attempting a 100m dash would be like suicide.

Things started off well, but then I hit a bump in the road with my dinky knees.  I ALMOST had to ditch ‘Operation Find My Sixpack’ but they suddenly came good.  I think my knees just went into a state of shock.


I have kept track of my exercising, this helps me to see how many workouts I have done and it makes me feel good.  It also keeps me accountable.  I can see where I have started to slack off and I tell myself to stop being a lazy tart and get off my largest muscle.


18th Sept – 30 Day Shred 
This is my first workout.  I died.  I died, I died, I died.  I couldn’t even get through 30 seconds of jumping jacks.  I used my babies as excuses to complete each set just a little early.  Oh, H is tipping over, better prop you back up.  Did you want a drink T?  Let me get that for you.  Does someone need a nappy changed?
I hurt too much from this workout the next day, so I rested.

20th Sept – 30 Day Shred 
I made it through this workout without stopping today but it was bloody hard work.  T joined in and tried to sit on me while I did crunches.

21st Sept – 30 Day Shred and Couch 2 5K
This was my first day of the running.  I ran for 60 second intervals and walked for 90 seconds.  I needed my asthma puffer 29465920 times after EACH run.  I had to skip a run in the middle to catch my breath properly.  I truly thought I was going to drop dead from a heart attack.  I barely made the 60 seconds and had to push myself so hard to get there.

I have a friend Amy, who is about a week ahead of me on the Couch 2 5K.  She helps keep me motivated and started taking photos from her runs as she said it helped her get through by thinking about what she would photograph.  So I started doing the same, and she is right, it really helps.

This is me trying to catch my breath at the end of my first run.  Before I collapsed.

This is me trying to catch my breath at the end of my first run. Before I collapsed.

22nd Sept – Walking
I was so sore from running the day before that just couldn’t do it again so I had a rest day and just went for a nice long walk.

Sunset over the lake.

Sunset over the lake.

23rd Sept – 30 Day Shred and Walking
Day 3 of the Shred and I made it through quite easily.  I even used two cans of chick peas for weights, which T thought was pretty funny and narrowly avoided dropping them on his toes.  I walked again in the afternoon which is my favourite time in the day for walking.

25th Sept – Couch 2 5K
Second run.  A little easier.  I only needed my ventolin 28465 times after each run.  Improvement.  One of the things I love so much about walking is that I can just daydream.  I can let my mind go completely and think about nothing or anything.  NOT the case with running, all I can think about is surviving the 60 seconds.  I pinpoint a tree about 10 metres away and think, I just have to make it to that tree.  Once I get there if the 60 seconds is not finished I pinpoint another tree.  Every step is a struggle.  But then I see this:

Jacaranda in Spring.

Jacaranda in Spring.

26th Sept – 30 Day Shred and Walking
I worked really hard on the Shred and T is getting quite good at the warm up stretches and sticking his face into my bum when I do squats.  K decided he was going to work out with me today.  His puny little body couldn’t even keep up and he piked out half way.

27th Sept – Couch 2 5K
My knees started hurting today when running.  They were OK when walking but every step hurt while running.  A bit of a worry considering I was just beginning to find my stride.

30th Sept – Walking
Thought I would take it a bit easy as my dinky knees were being very dinky indeed.

1st Oct – Couch 2 5K
Week 2 – 90 second runs.  I didn’t want to give in to the knee factor so I went on the run.  In hindsight, it might have been a bad idea.  They hurt so bad I almost turned back half way into the first run interval, but I kept on chugging on.  Just.  I wasn’t running, I wasn’t even jogging.  I was barely shuffling, it was so incredibly painful.  I don’t know if it was the right thing to do, but I didn’t want to give up.  I may be many things, but I am not a quitter.


Right THERE is the pain epicentre.

2nd Oct – 30 Day Shred
I couldn’t even do the cardio sections of the workout.  My knees were not cooperating, so I just did extra abs, or cuddled my babies.

3rd Oct – Couch 2 5K
I tried to go on the run again.  OUCH!  I was the little engine that could.  I fought through the pain and did the full Cliffy Young shuffle to the end.  By this point, my knees were not only hurting during the running, but walking also.  I had started considering physio, or amputation.  I reluctantly admitted defeat and forced myself to rest my stupid knees.  My mum also gave me a tube of anti-inflammatory cream to try.  Why didn’t I think of that?  I am not sure, but I think it helped.  Knees started feeling better, but I didn’t want to rush back in too soon.

Saw this swan doing yoga.  I actually saw him a week later and he still had his leg out.  I don't think even the most skilled Yoga Swan could hold a pose that long, so it must be an injury.  Poor Yoga Swan.

Saw this swan doing yoga. I actually saw him a week later and he still had his leg out. I don’t think even the most skilled Yoga Swan could hold a pose that long, so it must have been from an injury. Poor Yoga Swan.

7th Oct – Couch 2 5K
What a difference a week makes.  I wouldn’t say my knees were better but a definite 3857% improvement.  I kept up the cream regime, applying it several times a day and before and after the run.  I can’t say I was jogging at my happy comfortable speed but I certainly wasn’t doing the lame shuffle.  I had found a happy medium between the two and that felt pretty good.  It is also noteworthy to add, that I didn’t even need to take my ventolin during the run!  I also did 3 extra runs at the end!

This gum tree was swaying like crazy in the wind that brought with it a much needed cool change on a scorching hot day.

This gum tree was swaying like crazy in the wind that brought with it a much needed cool change on a scorching hot day.

12 Oct – 30 Day Shred
I hadn’t done the Shred for a while, and guilt got the better of me.  After eating 200 slices of cinnamon toast, I figured I needed to do a workout.  No pain, so I went really hard and worked up a sweat.

13 Oct – Couch 2 5K
Week 3 – includes 2 x 3 minute runs (which is a really really really long time to the non-runner!).  This run was amazing.  My knees were fine and I ran at MY perfect happy pace, which felt great.  3 minutes is a shit storm longer than 90 seconds, but I got there!  I just concentrated on my breathing and pushed through until I felt like I was flying.  I felt so happy and proud of myself.  I didn’t give up when it was hard and am achieving things I never thought possible.  Again, I did an extra run at the end, just for shits and giggles.

These little yellow flowers were lining the path for me.  It felt like they were cheering me on.

These happy little yellow flowers were lining the path for me. It felt like they were cheering me on.

14th Oct – Couch 2 5K
Another fantastic run.  I could have run longer, but am saving it until week 4, which I know is going to be TOUGH.  Do you think I would be fooling myself if I set a goal to do the 10K run in the Gold Coast Marathon next year?  Ok, maybe I should just see if I can make it to 5Ks first.  I am really starting to see why runners love it so much.  I am looking forward to see what the next few weeks bring.

I love how the afternoon sun makes my shadow look long and skinny :)

I love how the afternoon sun makes my shadow look long and skinny 🙂


Now, all I need to do is have my little photographer K take my progress photos tomorrow and do an official measure/weigh in.  I did weigh myself a few weeks ago and had lost 3kg, but I am almost sure I have put most of that, or all of it back on through my poor eating choices.  But I am not going to dwell on that.  I am going to put any guilt or self-destructive tenancies behind me now and focus on tomorrow.  Tomorrow is a new day, and tomorrow I am going to be the best me I can be – for myself and for my family.

After my last run.  A huge change from my first 'post run selfie'.  Can't wait until tomorrow!

After my last run. A huge change from my first ‘post run selfie’. Can’t wait until tomorrow!

Operation Find My Hot Bod – A Food Update.


I wanted to write this post last night, but my husband insisted that I go to bed early.  He wouldn’t even let me take my phone with me, in case I sneaky stayed up on Facebook and Pinterest.  He says I get super moody when I’m tired and don’t get enough sleep and he is right.  I’m like a super grump, and probably a total bitch to live with.  D is a rock star though, because I got plenty of shut eye and feel a million times better today.  Thanks D, I love you.

I want to update on how much weight I HAVEN’T lost and how ‘Operation Find My Hot Bod’ is going.  I was hoping it would be going better, but I guess at my age I need to be happy to loose it real slow.


So, two things I was looking at changing.  One – eating less crap, more good stuff.  Two – Exercise.  30 day Shred and the Couch 2 5k.


Let’s look at food today.  I began doing really well and was entering everything I ate into My Fitness Plan and counting all my calories.  I was trying to eat good stuff and avoid the naughty stuff.  Then we ran out of food in the house and I had some cinnamon toast (with a heap of sugar).

That’s it.  That’s the end of the story.  I now have a problem with cinnamon toast.  The problem is, it is too damn good!  And the problem is, I can’t stop eating it.  And the problem is, it’s a slippery slope.  It starts with just a slice, then two, then some chocolate and soda and before you know it you have spiralled out of control and are chasing a full habit of peanut butter and nutella.  Straight from the jar!

So I have fallen off the healthy eating wagon a bit.  Already.  But this post will hopefully serve a purpose, and that is to publicly shame myself into a cinnamon toast detox.  I really struggle with food.  I like it too much and have trouble maintaining healthy eating long term, especially when there is so much baaaaad stuff in the house.  And especially since it is so much easier and faster to grab a mint slice, than to make a salad sandwich.  I’m time poor.  My minutes where a toddler isn’t clinging to my leg are few.  I used the last of the vegetables in dinner the other night and still haven’t gone shopping to replenish the fridge.  We do have KitKats though.

It is also self destructive when I have lunch at my bff’s house and she sends my home with this:

Nigella Lawson chocolate cake with icing on the top AND in the middle!

Nigella Lawson chocolate cake with icing on the top AND in the middle!

And instead of saying, ‘no thanks, I am trying to make healthier choices.’  I say, ‘yes please!’  And then think how I can eat it all before D and the boys get home.

I didn’t, by the way.  Well, not ALL of it.


That is pretty much where I am at with food.  I need a proper kick up the backside!  Some days I eat moderately well and others, I would rather not say.  What I can say is this – I can, and I WILL do better.

This is me, but this is not me.


I’m not quite sure how it happened but I got a little bit fat.


Oh yes, that’s right, I remember now, I had 2 babies and I ate a whole heap of cake.  Then I ate chocolate and another cake and then some chocolate cake.  But that is fine, I like cake and I enjoyed eating it but I am not too keen on my new body.

Back in the day, way back when, I was able to eat cake whenever I pleased and kept my svelte figure.  So why not now?  Plain and simple – I’m now OLD (and I had 2 babies, but mostly it’s because I’m old).  The old metabolism just ain’t what it used to be.

Somewhere between going to university, getting married, working, trying to conceive, two more babies and getting old, I lost my ability to eat cake without wearing it on my ass.  And belly.  And thighs.


This was me not too long after D and I met.  So about 9 years ago.  I’ll be the first to say it, my body was a rockin.  I was fit, I was strong and looked pretty damn fine in a bikini.  Probably had a lot to do with how much time I spent in the gym.  I guess once I got a boyfriend and a LIFE and a lot more busy, I let the gym slip a bit.  Well, truth be told, I let it slip completely.

With a mini K and a mini J

With a mini K and a mini J.  


It is pretty safe to say that I will never look like that again, but now that my body is all mine again, I would like to try and get as close to my former healthy me as I can.

You know how people always say that breastfeeding will help you loose weight?  That may be true, it certainly did when I had K, a million years ago, but that was when I was young.  Now, the years have not been that kind to me and while you do need to eat a few extra calories to make that yummy boob milk for your baby, I think I really was going overboard with the cake.  And brownies.  And cookies.  I hang my head in shame.


So here is the plan.  This is operation reclaim my hot bod.  I actually don’t have a real plan except trying to watch what I eat and EXERCISE.  I’ve started counting calories to try and keep my cake habit under control and I WILL MAKE TIME TO EXERCISE.

I’ve started the 30 Day Shred.  The first day nearly killed me.  When Jillian Micheals began with push ups I nearly died but I made it through.  H was propped up on the couch watching me, T joined in and Chum decided that lying in the middle of the floor was the perfect spot.  Yesterday I recovered because every muscle ached, but I did day 2 today and wasn’t even as hard.  Except the crunches.  They were really hard as I had a great big lump of T who thought sitting on my tum was fun.


To keep me honest and motivated I am going to show you all me in a bra.  I am mortified by these photos but now that I am showing the world my wobbly bits I will work even hard to make them disappear so I can come back here and post my after photos.

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I’m smiling but only out of embarrassment.


I going to aim for the 30 Day Shred 5 times a week, and I am going to try running.  I hate running with a capital H, but as much as I love walking it just doesn’t DO ANYTHING for me any more.  I already have my 2 afternoon walks a week locked in so I am going to attempt the Couch 2 5K during that time so I don’t need to find the extra time to run.  And if I can’t handle it, well I can just walk it.

I’m just dying to feel fit and healthy again and look sexy in underwear.


T wants an active Mummy too, so he has been helping me do my workout.