Struggle Street

Its now week EIGHT of the 12wbt. Week EIGHT.

                                                                                                                                                                                          

It has seriously flown passed and didn’t even stop in to say hello! As I look back and reflect on the last two months I can honestly say that I’m disappointed in myself. I have lost weight (slowly but surely) and will hopefully continue to do so but I feel like I have failed at being honest and sticking to the program. I can blame my living situation, my red flag days, work, and even other people but when it comes down to it, I am the only person that can be held responsible for my decisions. I think I will have to do some soul searching and find out why I am doing this to myself and how to fix whatever internal demons I’m fighting with. I’m not giving up and won’t give in. I have to want this for me, I have to be in the driver seat, I have to learn to control my life and I have to win this battle!

So far I’ve lost 4.4 kilos, so around 500g a week. I’m hoping to pick up my game and lose 4 more by the end of this round!

See you all in week 9 to kick some serious ass!

Cheese out xx

Its my birthday and I'll dine if I want to

I'd like to apologise for taking such a huge break from blogging but I have a good reason, it was my birthday! 21 years old! Let me tell you I celebrated in the only way I knew how - by eating! It was great but now its time to set aside the banana cake and get back on this journey! I haven't disappeared so keep your eyes peeled because there are more posts coming! Thanks for sticking around!

Cheese out xx

SSS, my first proper 1000 calories

My post on my exercise drought made me realise I NEED to do the SSS and I need to do it right. So bright (well dark) and early I climbed in to the driver’s seat of my hatchback piece of junk and drove my ass my work in the city ON A SATURDAY. I parked my car, walked to the gym and thought there had been a zombie apocalypse! There was no one around! Not a sole. My gym looked like a desert.. no not a dessert. 

Not a sole in sight

I started off by doing 500 calories on the xtrainer, then rowing, then running, then some arm thing that made me want to die, finished by the bike - 1000 calories gone forever! After an hour and a half it was hard to keep going but I pushed through until I hit 2 hours and 10 minutes.  It was a good feeling and I hope I remember that feeling when I do the same thing next week! What wasn't a good feeling was my knee condition playing up and not being able to walk all weekend - will have to keep trying until I find an excercise routine that works!

Cheese out xx

Excercise drought!

When Michelle told us to plan and map out our red flag days, to be honest, I didn't really see the point. Why would I have to work out how to get around these days, I'd just do it when the time came around. Now having experinced a complete red flag week - I know what she was on about! I'd describe week 3 as excercise drought - Monday I went to the gym, Tuesday was a day full of disasters and arguments which resulted in zero excercise, Wednesday I had my bowel prep for my colonoscopy, Thursday my colonoscopy and Friday (today) I'm sitting in bed trying my best to go into auto pilot and get some excercise in but after the drought I'm just so goddam lazy! I really should have planned all this better and I should really stop finding excuses not to get back in to it. 

Drinking this should be classified as a workout, YUK!

I'm happy to announce that my results came back and nothing is wrong with me - apart from my gluten, lactose and sorbitol intolerances. I'm also happy to annouce that I was weighed at the hospital and my weight was down to 86.1! However for our sakes I'll stick to my scales which indicated I'm 86.9. This week has taught me to be more prepared, to listen to Michelle and to not under-estimate the power of bowel prep (when they say to stay close to a toilet - they mean it!). 

A quick shout out to my biggest supporters (who are prepared to tackle me if I even look at a biscuit) Vanessa and Amy who nominated my blog in this weeks 'weekly suprise'! With any luck we might be sipping on some new tea soon :)

Cheese out xx  

Your life does not get better by chance, it gets better by change

And change I have. It’s been only 2 weeks and I can already see the change in myself (and others can too!). I am way more determined than I have ever been, I find myself going into auto pilot and showing up to the gym when before I would have needed a crane to lift me up and drag me there! My will power is growing – just yesterday I went to the pancake parlour (YES A PARLOUR OF PANCAKES!) and ordered a water. My self-talk has become really strong and positive, I find my head yelling at me saying “you can work harder than that, yes you can, do it, go go go, the weight can’t work itself off”. This is crazy, I don’t know who this new Alanna is but I like her, she kicks ass, she doesn’t care what people think of her, she is proving she can succeed and she’s here to stay! Week 2 was awesome  - I gave my exercise and nutrition 110.25% - and can I just mention THE FOOD IS DELICIOUS.  I saw a weight loss and my boyfriend said he could notice my tummy wasn’t so enlarged! I’m pumped and excited for week 3 – This week I have my colonoscopy which means 2 days of not eating fruit/veg/grains and 1 day of eating nothing and most likely limited exercise – yes it’s a red flag – yes I will work through it and I will ‘shake what my mumma gave me”. Wish me luck!

Cheese out xx  

Cheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeessssseeeeeeeeeeee

It took 2 weeks but the cheese cravings have begun. I’d be willing to starve for 6 days if I could use my 1200 x 7 calories on a cheese platter today. Im day dreaming of crumbling blue cheese rolling down into my mouth! It’s getting serious. I know I’m allowed to have cheese as a snack but I seriously don’t think I’d be able to stop once I start. Is anyone else struggling with cravings?

Side note: Weigh in this week – down 1.8kg!

At least that’s a fighting victory against cheese!

As always.... cheese out (of my stomach, fridge and hopefully soon – mind!) xx

One week down, Eleven to go

Ok here comes the wrap up (no I’m not using mountain bread!) from week one of the 12wbt. Week one was surprising, there was highs, lows and everything in between.

The good – I stuck to the diet (almost) 100% and liked the food, I went to the gym for 5 days out of 7, I was and still am dead set organised – signs everywhere and endless amounts of pre packaged snacks.

The bad – My cheat meal became a cheat long weekend, I gave up too easily when exercising, I didn’t see a weight loss on weigh in day, I had plenty of negative self talk.

The ugly - My before photo, me after the SSS, me working out in general, me stuffing mouthfuls of pizza, cheese and custard down my throat and the sight of my kitchen after a cook up!

So there it is, week one in three simple categories. All over I don’t feel like I did horrible, but I didn’t do great either. I did weigh myself on Saturday and had a loss of 1.2kg (although I think I would have put that back on after the weekend)   

This week I want to improve on my willpower and I really want to see a loss!  I can’t lose track of my goals and I have to keep pushing on even if I’m not motivated or not in an ideal situation. It’s probably not a good sign that I’m cheating the diet after one week but I plan to rectify myself this week! Stay tuned

Cheese out xx