Day 3 - First Weigh in

The day had finally arrived.  My first weigh in day.  It is such an odd feeling, you know, that feeling of disappointment even before you jump on the scales.  To say that I was scared would be an understatement.  Would my hard work payoff?  Would my exercise, following the eating plan and drinking so much water that I now wake up with a bladder bigger than a basketball at 4am be worth it?  I'm happy to say that I was actually shocked by the scales.  1.9kgs in two days.  After my fitness test yesterday and my monumental 1km run, I could have easily stayed in bed.  And yes, it did take me an extra 10 mins to get out of bed this morning, but I got up and did my Cardio Burn DVD (I can highly recommend it to kick your butt!).  Granted my legs were screaming at me "what the hell are you doing" but I got through it.  Yes, I went to the easy option a couple of times, but I lasted the 60mins.  I have learnt that, it doesn't matter if you slow down, as long as you keep going. 

Unfortunately I missed the live video tonight as I was working late, so I'm excited to see it and I will definitely be on board next week.  I guess now my only problem is working out how much water is too much water! 

Day 1-2 down

As the song goes, what a difference a day makes.  It is so true.  24 little hours can change so many things.  Some good, some bad.  I'm happy to say that my first 24 hours on the program have been great.  I set my alarm at 5.30am on Monday morning and even though I hadn't gotten to sleep until after midnight (thanks to my snoring husband!) I managed to get out of bed by 6am and was doing Mishes Cardio Kicker DVD.  And I did kick it!  I was so energised for my day.  The food was so tasty, and I thought a head and had taken mineral water to work to mix with fresh lemon and lime juice - water intake up, food intake down, and smiles all round.  Dinner last night was delicious and so easy! 

I woke up again this morning and bam, weight training DVD done by 7am.  Went to work with a smile on my face and a pep in my step.  I will admit, I was very worried about lunch today.  I was meeting with a girlfriend and going to a local cafe.  It is one of those cafes where as soon as you walk in the door the aroma of the food hits you and everything looks devin.  Not greasy or fatty, but you know that Focaccia will be full of no-no fats and nastys.  I stopped at the sandwich bar and had a tuna and salad sandwich.  Butter, no thanks - I'll have avocado, and throw some tomato, beetroot, & lettuce as well.  With my mineral water, it was a superb lunch.  This afternoon when I was feeling peckish, I grabbed an apple without a second thought.  I completed the fitness test tonight and for the first time in my 34 years I ran 1km without stopping.  I know it isn't much, but it was one of my goals.  I did it, and I feel fantastic.  Dinner again was amazing, and I'm so lucky to have my husband eating the evening meals with me and enjoying them.  So, I'm in the middle of making lunch for tomorrow and my hubby pulls out the Peanut Butter M&M's.  These things are beyond yummy and I could very easily sit there and eat a whole packet, and then some.  But I said No.  I have grabbed out a Weight Watchers Rich Toffee Bar and it has 90 calories in it.  I will work out my intake for the day, and if I can cover it, I will have it.  If not, a hot chocolate will be just fine.  I don't know if anyone else is feeling this, but you know that bloated feeling you get after you eat, because you have either eaten too much, or eaten so much processed crap - I haven't had that for 2 days and it feels AMAZING. 

After doing the 12WBT last year, to be honest I only did it half arsed.  This round I'm doing everything differently.  Food diary, writing down how much water I have, actually doing the fitness test and writing this blog.  It is only day two and I already feel as though my mind set has shifted.  I know there are going to be hurdles, but I finally feel as though I can deal with them, and not turn into a blubbering mess! 

I can't begin to thank Misch for this program.  I can feel the new me winning many more battles.

Am I ready for this?

The day has finally arrived.  Tomorrow is the first day of a new beginning.  I have been reading my fellow 12WBT posts talking about "the final meal" and binging before kick-off.  I have had a whole weekend of eating what I want.  Even at lunch today, I sat with my husbands family and had a seafood platter and wait for it, a massive slice of Chocolate cake.  The stupid thing is, I NEVER eat cake.  I don't have a real sweet tooth.  But I sat there and ate half of this massive slice, before I almost had a heart attack from the sugar intake.  I even said "this is my last supper!"  I know the meals on the challenge are delicious and tasty so why do we have this need to feel as though we are being deprived because we are not having that bowl of chips or plate of Nachos?  It all goes back to mindset.  This is not a diet.  This is a life change.  I am praying with everything that my alarm will go off tomorrow at 5.30am and I will be in my lounge room doing my Cardio DVD.  Should be very interesting but I am determined to win this time.

Didn't like what I saw at all

So, have finally taken my measurements and taken the dreaded photo.  It is amazing what a difference actually seeing yourself stripped down does to a person.  I am so ready to start the 12WBT and can't wait for my journey to commence.

I JFDI!!

I actually managed to take Mishs advice this morning and I won the mind game battle.  The alarm went off at 6am and I staying in bed for about 20 mins.  I got up, thought "I can't be bothered doing any exercise cause I didn't get enough sleep" and I had breakfast.  By 6.50am I was sitting in front of the TV and thought, I can either keep sitting here for another 1/2 hour or I can put my shoes on, grab my dogs and go for a walk.  And I did it.  I just put my shoes on and got out the door.  And what a beautiful morning it was.  I'm at work having a coffee now and guess what?  I'm only having one sugar instead of two.  Who knows, but the end of the 12 weeks, I might even get that down to no sugars!

My Commitment to THE WORLD

My Commitment to myself and my 12WBT Family is to stay focused and stick to the program.  To exercise 6 out of 7 days and to not make excuses.  To lose 7 kgs by the end of the 12WBT.  To not drink alcohol during the week and limit myself to 1-2 glasses on the weekend.  To not let others sabotage me on my journey.  To support my 12WBT family were I can.  To encourage my husband to join me on the meal plan.  I further commit that if I have a bad day, not to crucify myself but to read over my goals and this commitment.  To exercise every Tuesday with Maz, rain, hail or shine!  I also commit to staying on the program once the 12 weeks are over, and make this a life change.  And I am committed to do the work to get there.  I WILL be my word.

I just feel so lost

I started a couple of weeks ago doing the pre-season tasks and I was so motivated.  I even started a blog!  But again, the excuses have taken over.  I haven’t done the last two pre-season tasks and I haven’t done any exercise in nearly 2 weeks and although I have tried to cut out alcohol during the week, I had a function last night and sure enough, I had 2 glasses of wine.  I have done this program before and loved it, so why the hell do I just step over my workout clothes in the morning?  I even sit in bed at night reading Mish’s book - losing the last 5 kgs and agree with everything she says.  This is exactly what happened last round.  I started in blaze of glory and then after 2 months it all fell apart.  I don’t know why I seem to have a mental barrier stopping me from achieving my goals.  I just feel CRAP!