Tell me, am I the only bandster alive who has ever struggled to lose the last 10kgs? I read blog after blog that excitedly heralds reports of pound after pound, kilo after kilo of constant weight loss. Not that I'm not happy for my sisters in arms. But me?
I am still at war.
With the last 10-freakin-kilograms.
It's the ball & chain around my ankle.
The thorn in my side.
The noose around my neck.
Okay, now I am being slightly melodramatic but it's frustrating. And it's no one's fault but my own. I slipped into a comfortable rut with my weight & eating. I exercised less over the Christmas break. I met an amazing man & life ran away with me (chocolate bar in hand).
My life has changed so much over the past 5 months. Priorities have shifted. I have re-examined what is important to me & unearthed what it is that I really, truly wanted in life but was too scared to ever admit.
And I it has lead me to this point. The point of making a committment to myself to lose the last of my weight to prepare for my new life adventures.
My battle plan is already well under way. I am seeing a personal trainer 1-2 times per week. I am having one on one pilates training once a week. I am continuing to run (I did in fact end up running the 90 day challenge but didn't stick strictly to the regime nor did I blog about it!) but I have been predominantly running the Tabata routine which kicks arse. I have gone back to the basics of band eating (protein, veg & then carbohydrates).
I have knocked off 2.6kg.
The battle continues.
I am still at war.
With the last 10-freakin-kilograms.
It's the ball & chain around my ankle.
The thorn in my side.
The noose around my neck.
Okay, now I am being slightly melodramatic but it's frustrating. And it's no one's fault but my own. I slipped into a comfortable rut with my weight & eating. I exercised less over the Christmas break. I met an amazing man & life ran away with me (chocolate bar in hand).
My life has changed so much over the past 5 months. Priorities have shifted. I have re-examined what is important to me & unearthed what it is that I really, truly wanted in life but was too scared to ever admit.
And I it has lead me to this point. The point of making a committment to myself to lose the last of my weight to prepare for my new life adventures.
My battle plan is already well under way. I am seeing a personal trainer 1-2 times per week. I am having one on one pilates training once a week. I am continuing to run (I did in fact end up running the 90 day challenge but didn't stick strictly to the regime nor did I blog about it!) but I have been predominantly running the Tabata routine which kicks arse. I have gone back to the basics of band eating (protein, veg & then carbohydrates).
I have knocked off 2.6kg.
The battle continues.
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