Today is the first day of Bodytrim, the first 3 days are protein only days, I think I am going to really miss carbs.
I need to eat every 3hrs and drink 3L of water. I will put my menu for the day below.
Breakfast: 2 hard boiled eggs
Snack: sliced beef & hommus
Lunch: 100g chicken breast & lemon juice
Snack: small tin of tuna
Dinner: 100g roast lamb
Snack: peanut butter protein bar ( I made these last night, they are a BT recipe)
Photos and measurements to come...
Friday, October 21, 2011
The night before,
I thought I would put my journey here, something to hold me accountable if you like.
First the back story.....
I have always been on the chubby side, even as a toddler. When I hit my teens it got out of control, I was told it was puppy fat and I would grow out of it. PFFTT! I was eating crap, unhealthy food. I never got above a size 14 until I started drinking alcohol at 15. I think I got up to around size 16 and I was never happy with myself but never thought about going on a diet or doing anything physical to change it.
At 17 years old I got the job of my dreams, A stablehand/strapper at the local racetrack. I remember going to Kmart to buy some shorts to wear to work and was really upset that I needed to buy Ladies size 18. I wore my Dad's polo shirts and was really overweight at that stage. Now anyone who knows me knows I am NOT a morning person, In fact most of them knew they were risking limbs if they tried to get me out of bed before 10am. My new job was split shifts starting at 3am until 11am then back to the stables at 3pm until around 5/6pm. My first day of work I bounced out of bed eager to get to work, I thought it would be easy, just feeding and tacking up. Boy was I in for a shock!
By the time I finished my first day I felt like I was going to die, yes it was fun being around all the horses but it was so much more physical than I had expected and my overweight unhealthy body screamed at me to stop the whole day. I had huge fit horses pulling me back and forward from the track to the stables, lugging full buckets of feed and water, shoveling stables out and wheeling full barrows of manure and sawdust. Even washing and tacking up the horses was hard work. After my first week I had huge blisters on my hands and feet and every muscle in my body ached. But I didn't give up because I loved being around the horses, even when my legs felt like jelly and I felt close to fainting I kept going, I would be sweating more than the horses after a huge work out on the track.
After about 2 months of working at the stables my shorts were getting so loose I had pinned them at the waist on both sides and my dad's shirts had started to hang off me. I hadn't been watching what I ate (in fact most mornings on my way home I would eat a meat pie and sausage roll in the car) after working there for 6 months I was down to a size 8/10 and had to buy all new clothes.
Around this time I met my future fiancee, he was and still is my first love. He was a typical "surfer type" ( he will hate me saying that as he "Bodyboards" not surfs. LOL) and I would go to the beach often with him wearing brazilian bottom bikinis. But you know the weirdest thing, I still thought of myself as fat, and would cover up with a sarong if anyone was around. I had no confidence in myself and thought I looked terrible. It is not until I look back at photos of me now that I think "Gosh I was so skinny!" We went clubbing and to alot of race days and no matter what I wore I always felt like the fat one compared to the girlfriends in our social group. It would take me ages to get ready as I would change my outfit 3-4 times. These days I feel like a total dill for feeling that way as that was the most healthy and toned my body had ever been.
Fast track a few years later I stopped working at the track and ended up getting a apprenticeship as a chef, (not the best thing for my weight) I tried a heap of fad diets and even spent alot of money on a treadmill only to forget about them after the first week. The weight piled steadily on. I fell pregnant with my son at 23 years old and ate everything in sight, I had MAJOR cravings for sugar and just ate what I felt like. After giving birth I weighed 96kg. :( The weight didn't budge through breastfeeding and I didn't do anything about it. Two years later I fell pregnant again and was determined not to put on too much weight this time around. I could just imagine myself weighing 150kg and that freaked me right out. I am not sure if it was because I was pregnant with a girl this time around or not but I had no cravings, in fact I had to force myself to eat as I had totally lost my appetite. At 9 months pregnant I weighed 89kg. So I had LOST weight! My daughter was born at 38+5 days by elective c-sec healthy and at a normal 7lb3. My son had weighed 9lb1 (he was a emergency c-sec)
My daughter is now just over 2 months old and I weigh 87kg, and I am doing something about it now. I refuse to be unhealthy and overweight anymore. I am going to lose weight and burn all my maternity and big lady clothes. I WILL be wearing above the knee shorts without a elastic waist this summer. I am doing it not only for myself, but for my family.
How am I going to do it? well I have decided to do Bodytrim, being a chef I understand what you should and shouldn't eat, but I need something structured to follow, and having tried "liteneasy" and not enjoying the food or the cost think Bodytrim is the best program for me. I am going to use this blog as motivation and post photos and my progress weekly if not daily. My first day officially starts tomorrow so I will post current photos, weight and measurements. For now here are some photos of me when I was at my smallest.
First the back story.....
I have always been on the chubby side, even as a toddler. When I hit my teens it got out of control, I was told it was puppy fat and I would grow out of it. PFFTT! I was eating crap, unhealthy food. I never got above a size 14 until I started drinking alcohol at 15. I think I got up to around size 16 and I was never happy with myself but never thought about going on a diet or doing anything physical to change it.
At 17 years old I got the job of my dreams, A stablehand/strapper at the local racetrack. I remember going to Kmart to buy some shorts to wear to work and was really upset that I needed to buy Ladies size 18. I wore my Dad's polo shirts and was really overweight at that stage. Now anyone who knows me knows I am NOT a morning person, In fact most of them knew they were risking limbs if they tried to get me out of bed before 10am. My new job was split shifts starting at 3am until 11am then back to the stables at 3pm until around 5/6pm. My first day of work I bounced out of bed eager to get to work, I thought it would be easy, just feeding and tacking up. Boy was I in for a shock!
By the time I finished my first day I felt like I was going to die, yes it was fun being around all the horses but it was so much more physical than I had expected and my overweight unhealthy body screamed at me to stop the whole day. I had huge fit horses pulling me back and forward from the track to the stables, lugging full buckets of feed and water, shoveling stables out and wheeling full barrows of manure and sawdust. Even washing and tacking up the horses was hard work. After my first week I had huge blisters on my hands and feet and every muscle in my body ached. But I didn't give up because I loved being around the horses, even when my legs felt like jelly and I felt close to fainting I kept going, I would be sweating more than the horses after a huge work out on the track.
After about 2 months of working at the stables my shorts were getting so loose I had pinned them at the waist on both sides and my dad's shirts had started to hang off me. I hadn't been watching what I ate (in fact most mornings on my way home I would eat a meat pie and sausage roll in the car) after working there for 6 months I was down to a size 8/10 and had to buy all new clothes.
Around this time I met my future fiancee, he was and still is my first love. He was a typical "surfer type" ( he will hate me saying that as he "Bodyboards" not surfs. LOL) and I would go to the beach often with him wearing brazilian bottom bikinis. But you know the weirdest thing, I still thought of myself as fat, and would cover up with a sarong if anyone was around. I had no confidence in myself and thought I looked terrible. It is not until I look back at photos of me now that I think "Gosh I was so skinny!" We went clubbing and to alot of race days and no matter what I wore I always felt like the fat one compared to the girlfriends in our social group. It would take me ages to get ready as I would change my outfit 3-4 times. These days I feel like a total dill for feeling that way as that was the most healthy and toned my body had ever been.
Fast track a few years later I stopped working at the track and ended up getting a apprenticeship as a chef, (not the best thing for my weight) I tried a heap of fad diets and even spent alot of money on a treadmill only to forget about them after the first week. The weight piled steadily on. I fell pregnant with my son at 23 years old and ate everything in sight, I had MAJOR cravings for sugar and just ate what I felt like. After giving birth I weighed 96kg. :( The weight didn't budge through breastfeeding and I didn't do anything about it. Two years later I fell pregnant again and was determined not to put on too much weight this time around. I could just imagine myself weighing 150kg and that freaked me right out. I am not sure if it was because I was pregnant with a girl this time around or not but I had no cravings, in fact I had to force myself to eat as I had totally lost my appetite. At 9 months pregnant I weighed 89kg. So I had LOST weight! My daughter was born at 38+5 days by elective c-sec healthy and at a normal 7lb3. My son had weighed 9lb1 (he was a emergency c-sec)
My daughter is now just over 2 months old and I weigh 87kg, and I am doing something about it now. I refuse to be unhealthy and overweight anymore. I am going to lose weight and burn all my maternity and big lady clothes. I WILL be wearing above the knee shorts without a elastic waist this summer. I am doing it not only for myself, but for my family.
How am I going to do it? well I have decided to do Bodytrim, being a chef I understand what you should and shouldn't eat, but I need something structured to follow, and having tried "liteneasy" and not enjoying the food or the cost think Bodytrim is the best program for me. I am going to use this blog as motivation and post photos and my progress weekly if not daily. My first day officially starts tomorrow so I will post current photos, weight and measurements. For now here are some photos of me when I was at my smallest.
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