Always look on the bright side of life…


Second week of the 12wbt challenge is done; the numbers on my scale have stayed the same which is quite disheartening, but there have been a few bright glimmers of hope so far:

1. I took 17 seconds of my time for the 1km run

2. Except for sleeping through my alarm this morning, I have followed the exercise plan

3. I got up at 5.30 in the morning to go to the gym three times during the week because I knew I had parent/teacher interviews and wouldn’t want to go after them

4. The fitness I’ve lost over the last four months is quickly coming back; I’m not as puffed on the netball court and while my muscles strength (particularly in my arms) still isn’t what it was, I can feel it returning.

5. Even though the numbers have stayed the same, my clothes are already fitting differently, and I feel much better about my body as it is.

6. Now that my oh so lovely and bloaty time of the month is finally over…hopefully the numbers will change.


Things I still need to work on include:

1. Giving in to my emotional eating issues (eating Hungry Jacks for tea…c’mon…will it really make me feel better?)

2. Recognising when I’m feeling bored and or emotional before I end up with snacks in front of me and finding another outlet instead of food.

3. Not becoming too despondent when the numbers on the scales don’t change at all or as much as I want them to and instead focusing on the above positive list.


Now I just need to continue making sure my positive list gets longer and the “things to work on” gets shorter, or includes different things.


Disappointingly, I’ve really struggled in the first week of the 12WBT and have actually gained some of the weight back that I had worked so hard to lose. I’m struggling to identify why and how to fix it.

Positives of week 1

  • Beat my PB for the 1km TWICE, once by 27 seconds, and then beat that one by 5 seconds
  • Increased my exercise remarkably
  • Enjoyed the recipes and followed the meal plan.

Negatives from week 1

  • Did not do 6 days a week of training
  • Ate too many snacks that made me go over 1200 calories.
  • Struggled with realising one bad meal, does not mean it has to be a blow out day, one blow out day does not need it has to be a blow out week.

Goals for week 2

  • Train 6 days a week
  • Keep to 1200 calories
  • Make sure one meal does not decide the day

How will I reach my goals for week 2

  • Plan out my SAHM days, including what chores I should be doing to avoid seeing me default to snacking.
  • Do a 12WBT pinterest board
  • Print out/put up some sayings and pictures in a space I can look at everyday and remember to repeat them.
  • JFDI

Oops but Yay?!


It’s almost the end of the first week of the 12 WBT (see my last post) and it’s been a bit of a rollercoaster ride. For a start, I couldn’t afford to do the shopping as I’d already done a fortnightly shop before I actually joined up for the challenge and as a result, I had to continue with my normal eating habits. My normal eating habits are not too bad usually, but I do have a bit of a predisposition for eating fatty or salty foods (usually both at the same time) if I’m feeling at all upset or angry. I stepped up my exercise routine to basically what it used to be; I weighed in a couple of weeks ago at 68.4 and then suddenly bam, those numbers came back up for no apparent reason; judging by the responses on the 12wbt website I automatically thought those numbers would jump their way back down…of course I forgot to factor in that most of the people who lost 1-2 kilos in literally 3 days weighed over 100kgs.

So when I weighed in on Wednesday…(two days early for me because their weigh ins all have to be on the same day) to input my stats on the website, I was incredibly disheartened to see that I’d lost a meagre 100grams. 100 freakin’ grams!

By the way…does anyone else find that if they do a weight/cardio session in the evening…then the next morning they weigh quite a bit more? What is THAT about? Hellooooo…exercise equals less weight right? Right?

So today…being the incredibly balanced and logical person that I am, when I got to leave work to do some training and development, did I get a healthy lunch? Perhaps a Subway 6 grams of fat or less…or a wrap…or even a sushi roll? No, of course not! That would be a sane thing to do.

Instead I find myself pulling in to a Hungry Jacks of all places and trying to placate the nagging voice reminding me of my 100gram loss with the platitude that I was getting the ‘healthiest’ thing on the menu [ Grilled Chicken Burger – 374 calories and 18.5 grams of fat] and getting a bottle of water….

Yup…that’s awesome…because then at the P.D they also had scotch finger biscuits…I may have eaten 3.

I then had a single scone with jam and cream along with a skinny cappuccino when I caught up with a friend later on that night. Consider my daily calorie allowance completely blown out of the water.

That would be the oops!

The Yay part is a little bit of a personal break-through; I find it extremely easy to give myself a reason to not go to the gym, my muscles are sore…it’s too late…I’m too busy etc. Let me tell you…my muscles are KILLING me. I played netball on Monday and did a Body Pump class on Tuesday; after that pump class…my entire body is still sore.

I played netball again on Wednesday and managed to keep running even through screaming muscles; so tonight, after my coffee with my lovely gal pal, it would have been way too easy to say it was too late to work out and my leg muscles were yelling at me everytime I took a step (and still are) but as I got back in my car, the bright pink bag containing my gym clothes was quietly mocking me, reminding me what I’d eaten during the day and that I’d promised to JFDI.

Fast forward 5 minutes and I’m in the gym, changed into my gear and smashing 17 seconds of my time of a 1 km run. My muscles stopped screaming after the first minute or so and I found myself running along on the treadmill with a smile on my face.

Oops, I screwed up my eating, but I’ve done my shopping now and pre packaged tomorrow’s lunch as well as the snacks, and Yay I got my ass to the gym everyday so far this week even though I’m tired and sore.

Body Balance tomorrow or perhaps a Yoga video if I finish at work too late for my class. Either way…my fitness routine is awesome again and my eating will soon join the awesome parade.

JFDI right? Right.

12 WBT – A Challenge



So my sister was raving about Michelle Bridges’ 12 Week Body Transformation: I sussed out the website and I signed up. Here’s my problem….

hate starting new things! I am quite comfortable in my little niche thankyou! I freak out whenever I start something, or try something I’ve never tried before. I eat the same foods, do the same exercise routines, go to the same places etc. The idea of finding a new hairdresser makes me uncomfortable and heaven forbid I go to a new chiropractor or optometrist or find a gym closer to home…

Imagine my reaction when I realise that as part of the 12wbt I need to

1) Eat a whole bunch of foods I’ve never eaten before…or eaten together…

2) Do a different exercise routine (you mean that walking to the local deli isn’t counted? WTF?)

3) Follow a shopping list and exercise routine.


Cue anxiety: now my sister has been amazing so far and calmed my stupid issues about running outside (what if someone I know sees me?) and giving me positive reinforcement about my times on the fitness test.

This challenge will hopefully do a number of things for me:

1) Get me over this plateau and closer to my end goal which is now 62-64 kilos.

2) Get me back into exercising again – have you seen The Biggest Loser? Have you seen Michelle Bridges lose her mind at people who are slack? I don’t care that I won’t see her in person…I’ll do whatever she tells me to do!

3) Make me more aware about the quantity and quality of the food I put into my body (Elle’s Last Post)

4) Help me to embrace new challenges without the needless anxiety about change!

I’ll keep you updated with how I’m going! [If you want to join the challenge as well…click the image at the top!]




It’s all about health now.



It’s a hard transition from wanting to be skinny, to wanting to be healthy and toned. It’s a hard to go from eating as little as possible to eating as well as you can.

That’s what I’ve spent the last two years doing, learning to enjoy food, healthy, wholesome food. I’ve made big changes in my life, I don’t use jarred pasta sauce, I use wholemeal flour, I avoid food that don’t have lots of nutrients. I am concentrating on filling my body with good food!

12WBT starts on Monday, and during preseason (well during the last two weeks) I’ve lost 1.2kg. 8.7kg left. I plan to smash that in the 12 weeks of this program, not only smash it, but smash it while eating healthy filling food, while avoiding additives, while not eating empty calories, and while learning to love my body!  

Plateaus are the pits!


One of the most annoying weight loss cliches in the world is that (supposedly) comforting adage that plateaus are “only temporary” and you just have to “be patient”; another one is that if you hit a plateau it’s because you’ve strayed from your plan, your body has reached the weight you’re truly supposed to be at or that you need to step up your exercise.

If I’m truly honest..I have been quite the slacker and procrastinator when it comes to hitting the gym ever since I got back from Bali (January). Actually, slacker isn’t even a strong enough word for what I’ve become. To compensate for the laziness in the exercise department I’ve been eating less calories instead.

I still play netball twice a week, but compared to the amount of exercise I was doing before, it is nothing! I can also feel that I’ve lost a lot of fitness which is quite depressing…

But I’ve managed to distract myself from my main point yet again; plateaus SUCK!

My plateau is a tiny bit bumpy – I hovered around 72kgs for months before I managed to get down to 70; I was stuck at that weight for a few more months and then all of a sudden I lost a miniscule 600 odd grams and then BAM I was magically in the 60s for the first time in over 10 years! So it was 69.4 kgs…but that didn’t matter; since then I’ve managed to get down to 68.4 even without the extra exercising and I’ve managed to grind to a halt here.

Danii…just do more exercise again I hear you cry! Well, sure…easy enough to say, but I have a bit of an issue with getting a tad bit obsessive about things and to be honest I’ve quite enjoyed not being completely obsessed with the amount of calories I’ve burned or the burn in my muscles and how long it lasts OR how long my workout lasted for.

So while I plan to get back to the gym at least a couple of times this week [one of my netball teams has a week off because we made the finals – yay – and the other has a bye] to replace the two games I would normally play, I don’t want to go back to the girl who was more interested in the gym than having a skinny cappucino with her friends.

And exercising doesn’t always conquer a plateau; so while my plateau problem may very well be solved by simply hitting the gym again, I wanted to counter the annoying, condescending websites and people who tell you to just wait patiently to get past a plateau.

I get it. That annoying..irritating…depressing…COMPLETELY INFURIATING feeling when the DAMN NUMBERS ON THE SCALES stay the same week after week, after week, after week….

You get the picture.

Anyway…I get it. I appreciate your pain.

I’m just gonna go hit the gym.

And plateau some more…