This blog is simply my story and the summation of the years of dieting, failing and researching that have finally got me back into shape and healthy. I have gone from amateur enthusiast to fitness professional during this journey. All advice here is my own from my own experiences, both amateur and professional, and where professional/journal/medical information is used I cite all references giving those who did the graft their due. Please feel free to have a look around and also check out the Official KrissieKirby.com blog
Wednesday, 11 May 2011
Happiness, oh happiness.....
During the bliss that has been 2 consecutive double bank holiday weekends, I have been away at my cross country pantomime hobby and had a thoroughly good time, and the band have had a number of gigs as well as continuing to write the second album, so it has been all go. But that has been no excuse to slack off from maintaining my food diary... but that's what I've done! I've been rubbish with it for over a month but I have maintained my weigh ins and my weight has fluctuated a little between 12 stone 12 pounds and 12 stone 10 pounds (the latter being where I am now). So I've not done too badly, although in retrospect I could be closer to 12 stone 0 but hey ho, life does get in the way.
I had a moment of 'GET IN' when out shopping with my dear friend Liz on the weekend. We decided a girly day was in order and that a trip in to Cardiff was needed for food, coffee, retail therapy and gossip. Imagine my delight when in H&M I tired on a little black dress only to find that the Large (and girls we know H&M aren't very generous with their sizing) was too big!! I can't begin to say how elated I felt. So dropping to the medium I now have a rather lovely little black number ready for a night out with girls from the gym next month. It's rare these moments happen but I think by keeping this blog when I have a low day I can read this entry and remember that feeling. I am not ashamed to admit that I squealed and jumped up and down in the changing room... very, very happy!
Last night in the gym I had another 'oh hang on I'm not doing too badly at all' moment when I caught sight of myself in the studio mirror. I have to say I impressed myself with how I noticed the difference in how I look and that's probably due to me hitting the gym every other day since last Tuesday last week. I think I've shocked my system (after a fortnight off the gym) into going - ooh we best be toning up then. The other thing I've done is found that My Fitness Pal have an app for the Blackberry. This is made of win (if you forgive the expression), mainly as I am waiting for the next food diary that I am road testing and the current one is too big to fit in my handbag. My mobile is surgically welded to my hand (or at least it must appear that way to most people), and I have the My Fitness Pal app on my iPod but often forget to take the ipod out; plus it's not 3G capable so I can't get the database of foods unless in a Wi-Fi area. Having this on my beloved Blackberry now means that it's all to hand and I don't have to worry about a seperate book. The only down side to the app is that it doesn't have a mood area so now I keep a mood journal by using an A6 jotter pad that I bought for about £2 in Sainsbury's. That fits in the handbag nicely.
The sweet tooth being back with vengeance is annoying me as I really thought I had that one sorted. But I suppose it just takes a lapse over one or two days and BOOM back it comes. So I will continue to read the mountain of articles I've got from various sources and hope to come up with a blog that has lots of ideas and suggestions (hopefully realistic and simple) that will help curb the old sweet tooth and I'll be testing lots of them out on myself. Why suggest these things if you aren't prepared to try them yourself eh?
Anyhoo. This week I've had my PT session with Peter. And as usual he's handed me my butt on a platter. He's really pushing me and I'm learning lots of new excerise ideas and tips which is great. I'm finding my gym workouts are exceptionally varied and that the cardio machines can do so much more than we first think. I've also started back to my cardio classes twice a week. I dropped a lot of my classes when I took on a personal trainer. And though the break and shake up in my fitness plan has done me the world of good, I think I need to get back in and restart my cardio classes only not so many as I once did.
So after a great weekend, a fab PT session and a very good BodyCombat class last night, I'm walking on a cushion of air today and feel tall and toned. Oh and Pandora hasn't reared her head in a quite number of days. To be honest for the first time in a very long time I'm feeling very happy with myself. Now I just need to learn to take compliments with a 'Thank you' instead of going off on how much hard work this can be ;)
Until next time, be kind to yourself