Archive | November, 2010

I’ve Got a Confession to Make…

11 Nov

Remember very early on in my blog when I asked my hubby to hide my scales?  Well, I uh, umm, oh this is so hard and embarrassing to admit… Okay I’ll just spit it out.  I’ve been weighing myself daily again.  DAILY!  How ridiculous!  This goes against EVERYTHING I stand for but I am so obsessed with my end goal (which is SO close) that I can’t seem to think rationally.  I’ve become a monster!  Don’t look at me!  Don’t look at meeeee!

Every morning before I get in the shower I weigh myself, then I look at the number and if it is any bigger I fret.  If it has gotten smaller I rejoice.  But it’s just so ridiculous because I KNOW that day to day how much your weight can fluctuate, I KNOW that muscle takes up less room than fat meaning I can actually be physically smaller and still weigh the same, I KNOW the detrimental mental effects that weighing yourself everyday can cause, I KNOW I am not a number but I just.  Can’t.  Seem.  To.  Stop.

Enough is enough I say!  I will no longer fall victim to a machine!  I’m hiding the scales again and am committing to weekly weigh ins.  I am focusing on reducing in SIZE not in WEIGHT. That is the key! (I’m feeling quite smug with that little phrase!).

Speaking of reducing in size, tomorrow I will have my monthly measurements taken.  I’m worried that my week off from exercise will have a negative effect but I’m not going to focus on that.  I just need to focus on moving forward.  So I will post the results of that plus I will fill you all in on how my protein trial is going!

Are you a scale-a-holic?  Do you focus on your weight more than your size?


Zumba! Join the Party?

8 Nov

I did something so crazy the other week.  Something I could never have pictured myself doing.  Something so inexplicable and ridiculous that I have no idea who I am anymore.

I went to Zumba.


Source: Photobucket

Except it looked nothing like the above, nor did it look anything like the hot sweaty night club full of tanned, fit, gorgeous models that the TV advertisements would have you believe.  It looked more like a group of awkward, uncoordinated, sweaty ladies in a school hall similar to this:



If you haven’t heard about Zumba yet then I am afraid to tell you that you have been living under a rock.   I won’t go into explaining what it’s all about but you can read more about it here if you are one of those people that reside under a rock.  I won’t hold it against you… I promise.

A few of my friends and I decided it might be fun to give Zumba a try at one of our local schools.  I didn’t really know what to expect but images of gyrating hips and shaking booties filled my mind.  I decided to go there with an open mind and see if I could be enticed to “Join the Party!”.

We arrive at the little school hall and the class begins.  There’s a Jane Fonda-esque warm up to start with.  Think running on the spot, pretending that you are holding weights and bouncy squats and lunges.  Physical – I was getting it.   All that was missing were a pair of electric blue spandex tights under a fluro pink g-string leotard.  Needless to say I was already in a fit of giggles.

I’m really not great a copying people’s moves.  I just can’t get my brain to comprehend how to make my body move in the mirror image of somebody elses and I’m afraid to report that the instructor was not the best at helping the class out.   She would simply point at the foot that we should begin with and then point in the direction we would be going and then off we would go!  Sorry lady, but I need a little more help than just a point, thankyouverymuch!

Our first ‘routine’ starts.  The hall filled with rhythmical Latin beats and the instructor took off in a flurry of hand and feet movements.  I decide to get the feet down-pat first and add the hands when I was comfortable.  I felt self-satisfied with my decision – Amanda, you genius you!  I think I did okay with following the moves after that.  There were a few moments where I was facing the back of the room whilst everyone else was facing the front but everyone was laughing too much to care!

I can’t even begin to describe some of the moves we did… but I will have to give it my best shot for my favourites because these dashing moves were just made for sharing.  It would be mean of me not to fill you in.

First there is the move I dubbed ‘The Chicken or Fish’.  Imagine you are serving food at a wedding with platters of food on one arm and the other hand is on your hip.  Turn to your left and quickly move two steps, turn to your right and quickly move two steps and so forth.  Then there was the ‘Wash the Sky, Wash the Ground’ whereby you turn to the left with both hands in the air and “wash” in that direction and then turn to the right and lower your hands to your right side and “wash” in that direction.  Yep.  Those were my FAVOURITE moves.  I also enjoyed the swiveling hips and booty poppin’ moves immensely.  But I think what I enjoyed the most was just laughing at the ridiculousness of it all.  It was just so hysterical!

But unfortunately I did not get much out of it fitness-wise.  I didn’t have much of a sweat or elevated heart rate going.  Neither did another couple of my friends.  We put it down to the class possibly being a beginners class.  I don’t think I could do an intermediate class though – I found copying the moves hard enough with my two left feet!  But I do think I needed just a little more ‘activity’.

I think it would be great for people just getting into exercise as it is fun and would give them quite a nice little workout.  For me, I think I will stick to going every now and then for a bit of a laugh but I won’t be ‘Joining the Party’ anytime soon!

What do you think of Zumba?  Have you given it a shot?

Weddings Make Me Silly!

4 Nov

I have so much to tell you I don’t even know where to start! The words are getting all jumbled up in my brain!  So much has happened over the past week or so…  I think I will start with the Wedding.

So as you all may know by now I have spent the last few weeks eagerly anticipating my best friends wedding.  Weddings make me go a bit silly.  I get so crazily excited over them!  I’m happy to report that the day was beautiful and went off without a glitch!  Well, there was the issue with my shoe not having a flower attached where there should be a flower attached but we are so awesome that we fixed it within a blink of an eye!  No man, woman or shoe was going to ruin this day!  No siree bob!

On the Thursday before the wedding I went and got myself a nice spray tan.  In my opinion everyone looks better with a tan.  The bride tends to disagree and believes that the unsightly pallor of death is beautiful… shudder. We won’t go there!  So I got myself all bronzed up and was feeling GOOD!

Saturday rolled around and we were all getting right into the hair and makeup, painting our nails and moisturising our skins and what-have-you and once we were all sufficiently dolled up we got into our dresses.  I was dreading the thought of feeling like the ‘fat bridesmaid’ again, a feeling I know only too well after being in 2 wedding parties, but I didn’t!  I was really happy with the way that I looked.  Of course I looked at photos later and had pangs of, “Oh my fat arms!” and “Curse you double chin!” but overall I didn’t feel like I was alien to the other bridesmaids and that felt insanely good.

Concentrating on not falling over!


Nothing better than having your hair and makeup done!

I was feeling SO good that I got myself incredibly drunk.  Yep.  Drunk.  I was a dancing, singing, twirling, tumbling mess of a woman.  Disgraceful!  But ridiculously fun. 😉

And oh my goodness, the things I ATE that weekend.  I had bacon and eggs, lollies galore, soft drinks, chips, cheese, sausages, MACDONALDS… all the things I would never EVER dream of eating I ate like I had never seen food before IN MY LIFE.

I think deep down I was testing myself – “How much can I eat before I start putting on weight?  If I eat MacDonalds will I get back to Sydney 4kg heavier?”.  In the past a weekend of relaxed eating would land me in all sorts of trouble so when I did finally step on the scales back at home I felt nauseous.

I looked down at the scales and I was only 700g heavier.  And I felt okay about that!  Then a couple days later of eating well and I was back to my pre-wedding weekend weight.  Hello metabolism!  Thanks for coming back to me!  It’s so awesome to have you.  Please stick around.

Speaking of weight I thought I would revisit that goal I set at the end of September, the goal of losing 2kg before the end of October.  I actually had forgotten at the time to record my weight but I THINK  I was 75.5kg.  Now I am 73.7kg.  So CLOSE!  Missed it by “that much”.  But on the plus side I’m now only 3.7kg away from getting to my next goal of 70kg.  And you know what that means folks!  I will be only 2kg away from my ULTIMATE goal of 68kg!  Sweet Mary Mother of God!  I can NOT believe it!

I’d LOVE to be able to get to 68kg by the end of the year but my body likes to do things according to it’s own schedule so I will just keep pushing on until I get there.

I have some good posts coming up!  My Zumba review, protein trial update, tips to survive the holiday season… I’m revving up people!  Stay tuned!

Discussion time!  Do you have issues with your metabolism?  What are some of the things you do to combat a sluggish metabolism?


3 Nov

Oh my blog!  How I have missed you!  Have you missed me?  I bet you have!  You don’t even need to tell me.  I can see it in your eyes…  shhh now, mummy’s home.

Alas, our time today is short though…  I don’t have time to fill you in on what’s been happening but I just wanted to give y’all a quick shout out and let you know I am working on a new post!  It will be extremely awesome to the max.  Guaranteed.

I hope everyone is doing well!  Please feel free to comment below and let me know what you have been up to in the last week – your trials, your errors, your successes – I want to know them all!