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The #Wedfit Series: Is that a canoe you’re carrying?

15 Feb

It finally happened.

6 Weeks into the new year I have finally hit the 40lb weight loss target.

Yay for 40!

I hit 30lbs back in September and  I didn’t expect it to take almost 6 month to get to this point, but never mind. The past 6 months have been a blast.

I’m not going to dwell over any pitfalls of last year. It is important to look how far I’ve come and not how long it took me. I restarted my journey in January and have lost over 40lbs in pretty much one year. It fits with my life motto of “It wasn’t fast but it was done” and I am so proud of that.

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Clearly feeling myself!

I found this great website which gives you an object which is the same weight as however much you have lost and 40lbs is the same weight as a 15-foot canoe. That’s pretty darn heavy. The website is: http://ilostwhat.com/

My measurements have also come down as you can see from these screenshots. My butt is being quite slow to come down in size but I’m not too worried. It’s progress all around, although I can clearly see into the future since I marks this weeks measurements with tomorrow’s date!

Measurements in inches

I haven’t yet picked my new Pandora charm but will do so in the next few days. I’ve decided that when I hit 50lbs I’m really going to splurge on my charm and get one from the top end of my wish list.

So what’s been happening this past month?

Exercise. A lot of bloody exercise. I finished my month of spin with Boom Cycle. I managed to fit in 15 sessions in the end. I think it really helped me kick the year off right. The team over there are spectacular and I can’t wait to get back there for the odd session when the pennies allow it.

I was featured by This Girl Can in some of their sponsored Facebook posts which was really nice. I’d bought some of their kit and posted it on Twitter, I felt a bit famous when loads of people told me they had seen it.

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Pic featured by This Girl Can

At the beginning of February I joined Gymbox. There are two right by my office so the convenience element really outweighed the cost. I love the vibes there and I am getting settled in.

A friend of mine did an interview with Weight Watchers and the subject of blogs came up. The lady said she knew of mine, so hello to everyone over at WW! *waves*.

Running has featured heavily over the past 6 weeks. With training for the Hackney Half Marathon in full effect. Long run Sundays are on. I did a really nice relaxed 8 miler this weekend just gone. I turned off all mile and pace prompts and just ran with a podcast playing in my ears. No pressure just my feet plodding along. Run Dem Crew Tuesday’s is probably the best day in my working week. I moved up a group to Greyhounds a couple of weeks ago and it’s a challenge but no where near as scary as I thought it would be. My Crew gets me through it.

The last key in my exercise has been the joint sessions Chris and I have been having with our excellent PT friend, Chevy, head honcho at Chasing Lights Collective. He generously gifted us some sessions as a wedding present and has been working with us on our form and techniques. Having someone to correct us and guide us is a massive advantage in our journey. I can go to the gym 5 days a week but if my techinque is off then all I am going to do is injure myself and miss out on progress.

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After our couples session with Chevy

But all that exercise means nothing if I don’t eat right. I can’t say I have been strictly sugarfree but I’ve done quite well. I’m not scoffing cakes and biscuits but I have had the odd bit of chocolate. I’ve tried a bit of pescatarianism. With a week of no meat a couple of times over the last  weeks and I do feel that it makes a difference.

I love Cauldron veggie stuff and have even bought a bit quorn as well. I think I’m very set in my ways during the week when it comes to eating and I have the same things for breakfast and lunch, I always know what I’m having for dinner as well and since I have cut down on meat I find it easier to have veggie alternatives even during the weeks I am eating it.

Here are some pics of my favourite breakfast smoothie recipe.

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Handful of Spinach
Handful of Kale
1 stick of celery

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1 banana or half an avocado
1 apple
A dash of cinnamon
Some oats
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My nutribullet has just broken so until I can replace it, its all about the overnight oats

Oats, chia seeds, banana raisins, a dash of cinamon and some Oat Dream milk. Shake it all up and leave it over night. Job done.

Wedding planning is full on at the moment. Invites will be going out the next month or so. I have my first dress fitting and numerous consultations for hair, makeup and bridesmaids dresses happening. It’s a little overwheming at times to be honest. The word “elope” occasionally escapse my mouth, but we have a great support team behind us and it will all come together I’m sure.

So with another 9.5lbs to shift before I reach my 50lbs goal I need to make sure I stay motivated.

I’ll still be working towards eating minimal meat. I think it’s nice to have meat now and then as a treat and I have no intentions of being fully vegetarian but can definitley stand to eat less of it.

I need to up my all over strength training but I am sure Chevy will help me with that. I want to be as strong as I can be. I don’t need abs of steel but to be able to a few push ups would be nice.

I’m now under 16stone and very close to having beat my last weight loss amount which 45lbs I believe. The lightest I got to in 2013 was 14st 11lbs. That’s just over a stone from where I am now. I’m working towards that again I think.

So that’s me over and out for now.

Don’t forget you can see a ridiculous amount of pictures on my instagram and follow me on twitter.

I’ll be back soon

Lee x

Exercise and Harassment – The Conclusion

23 Sep

A few weeks ago I wrote a post about the harassment I had faced from the cleaning staff at my local pool. You can read the post here.

I made a complaint which was being worked through the system. I have only swum a handful of times since the incident.

This morning I finally received a final response documenting the outcome of the contractors investigations.

Here is the response in full:

Dear Leeanne

KGB have now given me their official response, please see below actions that have been taken

1, The cleaning operative will no longer  be cleaning the ground floor area and has been given cleaning duties on the first floor only.

2, The cleaning operatives hours have been changed and will be finished his cleaning duties by 6am and off site prior to the centre being open to the public. 

3, The cleaning operative  actions and work will be monitored over the next three months and interviewed by the Account Manager.

4, All the  cleaning staff  at Glass Mills have been spoken to about cleaning  the centre and attitude while working in areas used by the members  and have arranged a tool box meeting to ensure a safe working environment for all end users.

5, We have also changed the cleaning program to ensure only female cleaning operatives clean female changing rooms and male cleaning operatives clean male changing rooms .

We would like to apologise to Leeanne for the incident and at our meeting she did comment she did not want anybody to lose their job, but KGB take this incident very seriously and hope Leeanne will appreciate we have followed our hand book policy in our actions in dealing with this complaint and to ensure the safety off the members at all times.

Please also accept my apologies for the incident taking place at Glass Mill and we look forward to seeing you in the centre again soon. If you would like to discuss anything further please contact me via email or call me on the number below.

Kind Regards

General Manager

After a very anxious time putting in this complaint, from the wait I had before my complaint was acknowledged to the length of time it has taken to get to this point, I am happy we have reached a conclusion.

I feel they have taken the appropriate steps to protect me and other women whilst using their facilities. I am sorry that this had to happen in the first place, although the stories from others and the encouragement I have received for speaking out show me I did the write thing by raising this.

I truly hope anyone else who is ever in situation or similar will feel able to speak up and get the right results from this totally unacceptable behaviour.

Accountability

23 May

So, I have a confession to make.

I eat. I eat a lot. Mostly I eat good food. Whole grains, high protein, low carbs etc., etc. but sometimes, more often than I should, especially when snacks are involved, I eat poop.

We all know the saying “Abs are made in the kitchen and not the gym” and so really I cant be surprised that I’m not getting the 100% results that I want when I am not putting in 100%.

And yes putting in 100% all of the time is hard but damn it if I want to be fitter and healthier and no longer overweight then I need to work hard at it.

So I was thinking back to the reasons I started this blog. I knew that if I put it out there and made it public then I would be accountable for what I was doing. People would look at my blog and be like, “hey, she is working hard” or “boo, she isn’t putting in the effort”. I rave a lot about the exercise and sport I undertake but not the food I eat.

Therefore, in the interest of transparency I am going to trial something for a couple of weeks.
Once a day in the evening I will post up pictures of the food I have eaten through out the day. And maybe a little description of what it is (in case you can’t tell).

I do a lot of my eating in secret!

I AM A SECRET BINGE EATER. I binge. I can’t eat just one biscuit. I have to have 5 or 6 or more. I went and brought an M and S wrap the other day, one of their summer ploughman’s sausage rolls, then went to costa and got a Belgium chocolate tiffin, I ate all of those before I got on the train back to work.. When I got to Kings Cross I went to Leon and bought a halloumi burger and some popcorn. That was my lunch on Tuesday! Everyone saw me eat the halloumi burger, no one knew about the stuff before.

I have food issues. Maybe I should see someone about it. What is really going on here? Why do I sabotage myself like this? Who knows? Anyway the buck stops with me, so yeah starting this evening a daily blog post of my foodage.

Lemme know what you think 🙂

Throwback Thursday

7 Mar

There is a trend in social networking site “Instagram” where by people post old pictures of themselves and hash tag them #TBT or #throwbackthursday.

Thought I’d do a little throwback Thursday here.

Enjoy 🙂

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And back to today….

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Bonjour!

5 Mar

This weekend was my first major test. My first chance to show how my training was progressing. Really progressing.

The Paris half marathon.

What a weekend.

Me and Chris were up at 4am to get the 7am train to Paris. A mixture of excitement and nerves. Having never been to France before it was very exciting for so many reasons.

How am I so excited at 5.30am??

How am I so excited at 5.30am??

I decided to treat the run as just another training run but the reality was I wanted to run this non-stop, I wanted to pull in a good time and I wanted to feel like I’d won, this was never going to be “just another training run”.

We spent the Friday and Saturday doing some touristy bits and hanging with some of the Crew. Run Dem Crew love was major this weekend. RDC supports you at the best (and worst of times) but it was a whole other level this time. So many words of much-needed advice and love.

Hit up a party on Friday night. I bumped in to the gorgeous presenter, George Lamb.

I met George Lamb! Gorgeousness

I met George Lamb! Gorgeousness

Saturday we hit some of the tourist spots and generally tried to keep our creeping nerves at bay. There was a tension in the air, broken only by the fact that I had forgotten my jogging bottoms so bought some more but they in fact turned out to be mens long johns!! with that front pocket bit for easy access to the crown jewels. #fail!

We were in bed by 9pm on Saturday night, anxious to get enough sleep to leave us ready and refreshed for the morning.

we were up at 6.45 and outside the meeting point for 8.30 for the group photo and final words of support

The crew ready to roll

The crew ready to roll

Earlier that morning I had tweeted one word “nervous” and before we headed off to our “pens”, like lambs to the slaughter house, a few guys pulled me to one side, gave me hugs and whispered words of super encouragement. It really helped. You guys know who you are, so thank you!

So I dunno if French people time is like BMT but the race did not start at 10am. We were in our holding area until almost 11am. The time was passed with warm up exercises to universally annoying songs such as Gangnam Style. We had a ball!

Lots of hand waving

Lots of hand waving

My buddy during our time in the pen

My buddy, Tahirah and I during our time in the pen

Trying to hold back the nerves

Trying to hold back the nerves

And then we were off. The sun was shining and I was ripe and ready. I started with Tahirah and Charlie and as I passed the start line I had a real “oh Sh*t” moment but I was in it now.

I was determined not to start off too fast, but how did I know if too fast was too fast??? I’d soon find out.

We lost Tahirah after a couple of km. So Charlie and I ploughed on. Pushing each other and chatting when the silence got too much. Checking the other was ok. Too fast, let’s slow it down a bit.

I tried to take a couple of photos using the front facing camera on my phone but it didn’t work haha. I just have shots of my nose and the sky.

We hit 10k just after an hour. Doing pretty much 10min miles. We needed the loo. Found one but there was a slight queue, we didn’t to hang on so off we went again. A while down the road we saw a free toilet. We went for it. Watches paused. When it came to my turn, the door wouldn’t close. Charlie protected my modesty whilst I pee’d in the fastest time ever.

Off we went again. A hill. Nothing I hadn’t come across in training but it seemed to come from nowhere. It threw me for a moment but I pushed through. I was tired at the top. we dropped the pace just slightly and then pressed on.

11km, 12km, 13km and on and one, I know around 15km I was feeling very tired. But I just kept thinking at in 3km more I would be seeing my crew. Cheer Dem Squad are a vital part of RDC. Those who aren’t running, coming down to cheer you on and support you like you’ve never been supported before.

As we approached the 18km marker we talked about how much we needed those cheers. 18km was there, where were Cheer Dem!! OMG what if they had left us, but all of a sudden I could hear a mass of people calling my name, ringing cow bells and complete joy. They were here and they were cheering for us! Gun fingers in the air and smiling like lunatics we ran past the crew and it was alright again. Yes! we were so close now, we could do this!

Being given life by the Cheer Dem Crew

Being given life by the Cheer Dem Crew

We are winners!

We are winners!

So on we went. rejuvenated by love. Between 18km and 20km it seemed to really drag. Like, come on now, surely I’ve run far enough.

20km to 21km got really interesting… What’s that in the distance. Balloons!! it must be the finish……NO! Someone had the bright idea to make an arch of balloons about 400m from the finish. So confusing but I’m glad I didn’t do my sprint finish.

100m to the finish and yet more Run Dem Crew cheering us on. Those who had already finished had come back to see us through. And see us through they did. The end was there… Time for the sprint, lets finish strong! and we were off! Booom, across the finish line like a G!

Couldn't have done it without you Charlie

Couldn’t have done it without you Charlie

Check the bling!!!

Check the bling!!!

Did I really just do this? Half a Marathon, like a race. Not for practice with breaks at traffic lights or a little sit down at 10k.  I ran a whole half marathon.

I’ll admit it, I had a little tear up! high fives and hugs with my running partner. I was so lucky to have her!

my watch time was 2hours 17 mins and 58 seconds, the official time (sadly not taking in to account my wee break) was 2 hours, 21mins and 25secs. I’m happy either way!! Very, very happy.

Job not done though, I still had my Chris to see through the finish line. I had to be there to cheer him on and I definitely had to run him through the finish line.

Seeing him approaching in the distance, I have never felt such love or pride for someone. It was clear he was in pain having had issues with his knees for so long but knowing that he went on and did da ting was just amazing. Lesser people would have quit. Not my king!

A couple that runs together....

A couple that runs together….

Never happier!

Job done, I passed the halfway part of the journey, half marathon race under my belt, time to up that mileage and get ready to run this marathon. 6 weeks to go! Lets do this! Thinking back, it was hard, but at no point did I feel like I really couldn’t go on. I’m ready to keep going. It weren’t easy but it was so doable. Training works maaaaan.

You can watch a video of me going through different check points here. See if you can spot my (trademark) pink headband.

That night, we linked up with all the other crews who are part of the Bridge the Gap family, the guys who just like RDC are a movement in their cities. Paris Running Club hosted an epic party for us.

I’ve met some seriously fantastic people. I have to thank Charlie Dark and all the Run Dem Crew for the amazing support. Cheer Dem Crew, including Clare and Araba for super cheering!  And my King for being so, so inspirational. We did it babe.

This weekend will forever stay in my memory.

Spartan Family Sunday Collaboration with Nike Fly Knit

20 Aug

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I’ve been attending the Spartan family work-outs for almost a month now, so when Chaka told us about this special event Spartan Family Sunday in conjunction with Nike I knew it was going to be an epic day.

Up until just a few days before it was a complete mystery how the day would run. All we knew was there would be food, Vita Coco and hard work happening!
On arrival at Aske Gardens in Hackney on Sunday 19th August, the vibe was already electric. The sun was shining and I knew we were in for a treat. The small gated greenery had been transformed with music and giant trampolines. In the shade of the trees were massive bean bags ready for us to chill out on after our hard Spartan work outs.
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As more people arrived T-shirts and training gloves generously supplied by Nike were handed out to us. We were now one! In our Spartan uniforms the community spirit was out in full force. A brief downpour of rain wasn’t going to stop us and as soon as the sun reappeared we were ready to roll. Spurred on by the enthusiastic and encouraging MC for the day, Rapper, Ty, we began.
The first work out started and we took over the tennis court. Chaka had been installed with a microphone and as his voice boomed out we knew there was no messing.
The gentle warm up soon turned in to a powerful body working session of core, abs and leg work, Push ups, squats and planks. Let us not forget the dreaded burpees.
I suppose that some of us thought, well since this was a “fun day” we might be given an easy time. Nope, this was as brutal as our Friday evening sessions. Perhaps even a little more so, since we were hear to prove to the people of Hackney that we are Spartans and this is how we really roll. The “games” followed next. Piggybacks and wheelbarrow races. Crazy hard work but so much fun. We cheered each other on with our mantra of “Ahooo”. The session ended with the traditional tug of war. Always a fierce competition with epitomises team work and joint strength. Every one was worthy competitor.
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A sweaty hour or so later (and when I say sweaty I really mean it. It was approximately 30degrees and our bodies knew it) we ate. Amazing grilled chicken with salad and roasted veg. Insanely healthy and sooooooo nutritious. The adults replenished ourselves whilst the wonderful Spartan babies did their thing.
Kids aged between 4 and 14 showed us that it doesn’t matter what age you are, Spartan is within you. Supported by the Spartan family training team. They did almost the exact work out we did. They went hard and showed up so many adults. We have a new generation of Spartan superstars coming to get us.
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During the break before the next adult session, everyone got to know each other and relax together. Soca music poured out over the gardens, early carnival vibes spread through the area and everywhere you looked there was a smiling face. One of the Spartan Family philosophies is that We are a community and Chaka stressed that when we left we should know the names of at least two people we had never met before. I think I went home with about 6 new names.
Most people who took part in the first session stayed and took part in the second as well as quite a few new faces. No time for apprehension or worry that our bodies wouldn’t hold up for a second session.
In we went, much like the first session, core work, cardio, abs and legs. Straight in to the games which continued along the same competitive themes. leapfrogs and more piggy back races and relays. People sprinting their hearts out.
Again the session finished with a smashing Tug O War match which was worthy of being televised it was so fierce. We lose as a team and we win as a team so at the end of the match we all dropped to the floor to do 20 burpees.
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We ended the day with the traditional group photo and the call of “Spartans, what is your profession” The booming “Ahooo Ahooo Ahooo” I’m sure could be heard for miles around.
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With thanks to all the Spartan Family team for setting up this great collaboration between Nike and the Fly Knit Collective, who gave us space, food and love as well as Vita Coco who kept us truly hydrated.

Shocking!

17 Aug
Shocked. That’s people’s reaction when I tell them I’m currently 15 and a half stone, or that I used to be over 18stone at the beginning of the year.
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I’ve never looked as heavy as I am. It must be due to my height. Being 6ft means I do carry it well. Whilst I understand the shock I need to tell you all, I’m not lying!! Why would I?
I also need to say that although I have another 3 stone until I get to goal. That 3 stone is not too much. I know some people are worried that I’ll be too slim. I am still a size 14/16 now and when I started I was an 18/20 so its not like I have dropped 6 dress sizes with the weight I have lost. My body is not like that.
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I have thighs a bum and some very lovely jubblies. Yes they have all downsized slightly but they are never going to disappear.
I remember when I was 21/22 years old, I was a size 12/14 and I weighed about 13 stone. Back then being one of the first times I had weighed myself and being just into the “overweight” category. I was happy with how I looked so I wasn’t too bothered.
But thinking about it. It is improbable for me as an adult to be smaller than a size 12… and I don’t want to be. What I want is to be super fit and super healthy. Nothing is going to get in my way.
So all you people out there super shocked at how much I currently weigh because of my immense gorgeousness, don’t be. We all have different bodies and shapes and metabolisms. This is mine!
So, what been happening over the past two weeks. Well, I finally had a decent loss on Thursday the 9th. 2.5lbs off and last night a loss of another 1lb. So once more officially at my lowest weight of 15stone 7lbs. Since January the 2nd. That’s 38lbs/2stone 10lbs. I just have to say… That shizz is cray.
Unless I do something off-key I wont lose the 7lbs by August 31st but never mind. I will be under 15 stone in early September.
Not that I can change it but I got slightly annoyed last night when I looked at the data on my weight loss chart.  July 5th weigh in I was 15st10lbs. August 2nd weigh in I was 15st10.5lbs!! I did so much bouncing around during July that I didn’t actually lose any weight. At one point in the month I was 15st8lbs but then went back up again. Do you know how frustrating that is? Can you imagine? But hey ho. got to keep it moving.
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August has already improved and as always I just have to keep that momentum going.
I have been doing my Spartan homework as well as my running and cycling.
The cycling is hard as I live in such a hilly area but nevertheless I will keep it going.
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Last Friday in Spartan training the name of the game was pull ups! I don’t care that it was my first time attempting it, All I could do was hang there. Not even with my legs time and arms bent. Hang there like some crazy dead weight.. I felt like a proper loser but it has made me determined to win. I hit up the outdoor gym near my this week and spent time time on the pull up bar there. There was movement I swear. I still hung like a dead chicken in a butchers window but I’m sure I managed half a cm lift. I’m certain of it. SO that my friends is progress!
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RDC West. This is the hardest running I have ever had to do. but I love it so much! Sprints. SPRINTS! I am slow but I tell myself just keep running. I think I will get better and I already feel a difference in my lone running.
I love my new regime! 🙂

I’m Giving Up!

7 Aug

 

 

That’s right, I’m giving up, but it’s not what you think.
I am giving up certain vices which I feel might be hindering my progress.
I have come to the realisation that yes, I am losing weight but am I making enough significant changes to improve my health.
I may stick to my points allowance, but I eat more chocolate and sweet snacks these days then I did before Weight Watchers. A weight watchers Chew toffee Popcorn bars (one of my faves) is 2pro points per bar and I’ll often have one of these or a sister bar in the afternoon. The Honey Oat Morning Breakfast bar is another favorite. I  might have one of those a day as well. Over all I use about 6 – 8 pro points a day on chocolaty/sweet WW snacks.
It’s time to stop that. So I’m quitting the snacks. I already eat quite a bit of fruit daily but now I will be replacing these snacks with more fruit and more water.
I must say though, I am not giving up the cake completely, I do believe that its cool to have the odd treat or nice bit of cake but this daily sweet snacking is stopping!
I’m quitting!!!
Again, it’s not what you think.
I don’t drink a lot anyway, but I have decided to quit the booze. Last night, popped into a bar with the BF and some friends to watch the amazing Men’s 100m Finals. Went to the bar and thought, hmmm let me have a drink. I’ll be good. No wine (about 4pro points), a rum and diet coke (2 pro points). Got back to the table, took one sip, 30 seconds later managed to whack the glass off the table. A sure sign that I should not have been letting that booze past my luscious lips. I didn’t bother to buy a new one. I made the decision right there to stop drinking.
I’m walking away!!
It’s not what….oh, you get the gist.
I’m walking away from red meat. I find even buying lean products there is still a lot of fat in there and think I would benefit from leaning towards getting essential fats from fish and a more white meat based diet. So I’m walking away from the red meat. I’ll give it a go for a month and see what happens. To be honest I don’t eat much red meat anyway so this won’t be too hard.
So those are the changes I have decided to make diet wise which I hope will really really boost the next phase of my journey.
Now, let me tell you about my first Spartan Fam work out on Friday. I had so much fun. I was really nervous beforehand. I arrived at 1948 in Shoreditch (Shoreditch is way too cool for the likes of me) very early and was greeted by the lovely Alicia Creates. She told me to take a look around the shop and chill. People started flitting in one by one and every one was ridiculously friendly. I gained a real sense of community from them all. They were so excited to be there and really took the time to make me feel comfortable and welcome.
The leader of the Spartan Fam arrived and dished out free VitaCoco. I’m quite undecided about this stuff. The original flavour is not to my tastes but the pineapple one was divine. So hydrated and refreshed the group set out to the spot where the work out commences. A little park up towards Hackney. We took a leisurely jog over to get us warmed up.
In the park, people looked at us in amazement. A massive group of us took over the play park and set to work. I say took over but there was plenty of space for us and the kiddies already using the fun stuff.
Circuits commenced, using the play park equipment as our gym and our bodies as our weights. Squats, lunges, pull ups, press ups, planks, sit ups and dreaded burpees. We partnered up and there was no messing. It was hard. I have no upper body strength so found it a real challenge, but I was encouraged by the long timers and the newbie’s also looked out for each other as well. Sympathy glances and nods of encouragement. It was ace. Once that was over, we headed to the adjoining field where the cardio section began. Unfortunately, I managed to pull a muscle in my quad, which ruled me out of running but whilst the rest of the team did sprint circuits and what I feel was also a good bit of team building, I had one of the Spartan Fam organisers showing me how to do press ups and doing ab work drills with me, I might have been injured but the work out didn’t stop. I loved every second of it.
Work out done every one headed back to 1948 for a quick stretch and cool down and some exciting news updates.
Then like a true community we feasted! A hardcore group of us headed to Nandos where yet again that community bond was made tighter.
Bad leg aside, I really enjoyed myself, come Sunday I couldn’t fully extend my arms, so they definitely got a work out.
Chaka warned the group during the cool down that we have to do our homework. Of course, the hard work doesn’t stop just because we aren’t in class. Chaka is a man who wont suffer fools gladly. Be prepared to work hard or go home. His homework videos are a way of continuing to build on the Friday sessions.
He has a youtube channel full of fantastic videos which start right from the beginning. Introductions to pull ups and squats amongst over things.
There are 13 homework videos. I’m obviously starting at number one as I have been warned they get progressively harder as you go on, but I don’t want to go to class on Friday and be the one who clearly ain’t been studying.
I’ve come to realise over the past few weeks, that my journey is not just about losing weight because my doctor told me too, it’s about getting in to the best shape I could ever possibly be in. It’s time to step up my game.
Below is my new “before” photo. This is now the one I will be comparing all future photos to. It’s no longer about seeing less fat, but about getting stronger, fitter and being a better me!

My New before photo! yay

There are no excuses, so as the cool kids say… Leggoooooo!

Guest Post – Team Last Year I’m Fat

5 Aug

A close friend of mine wrote this lovely piece for me on her weightloss journey. She continues to inspire me and help me daily. Enjoy.

I wasn’t always fat, but I’ve always loved food. That change came about when I got pregnant. Every time someone saw me they fed me, they piled it on, lovingly, they watched while I fed the life inside of me and my ever growing self. I didn’t notice and before you knew it I had put on five and a half stone. That’s a lot of weight but I felt no urgency, no one said anything, I was still beautiful, I was tall and everyone said how well I looked. I think they lied to me you know.

Some of the weight came off, but not all of it, I tried all the diets but I never again got back to my pre-pregnancy weight, I still haven’t. I had another baby but was more careful that time and only put on 1 stone. I was still fat though.

My husband left I put on more weigh though the stress and the heartache, some people lose weight when they are heartbroken but not me. I eat and eat to fill the hole of loss.

A year after he left I had to give up the car and an amazing thing happened. I started to lose weight without even thinking about it, by this time my eating had become more normal. I walked everywhere and still do. If I don’t have the kids and I have the time I walk – whether it’s one mile or six.

In 8 months I lost four stone. From doing nothing but walking my arse off. People didn’t recognise me, I felt really good about myself. I think for the first time in a long time I really was feeling myself, I was more than a mum and wife I was Sabrina. Something so small can make such a difference, I realised that my husband leaving was probably one of the best things that had ever happened to me and I started doing things that made me happy like going natural, being vegetarian, wearing clothes I liked, I am the person I want to be now.

Like an addiction losing weight is something you can only do when you and your body is ready, it’s even harder because we all need food to live, it’s not like alcohol where you can say “I know it’s bad for me so I’m going to give it up COMPLETELY”. The fight to control your urge to over eat is a daily struggle. Three times a day I have to decide I’m not going to eat my children’s left overs, or I’m not going to eat the last 2 biscuits and choose to eat something healthy, rather than something quick. The hardest thing of all is keeping it off.

So it’s been two years since I lost that weight, I’ve only put back on one stone, I could be despondent about that but I’m happy with that achievement I could have put it all back on, now I’m on a path to lose that and lose one more, 28lb, by the end of the year. That is more than doable.

I choose to be kind to myself about this, I work out, I just did the 5k race for life, I work, I look after my kids and this is not a race, but I really would like this to be the last year I’m fat.

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Are The Numbers Important?

3 Aug
So from Wednesday’s post you can see that I’ve worked quite hard this week.
 
Running, cycling, training and eating much better.
To break it down a bit more, Sunday I trained with the Spartan Family. Monday I ran with the Run Dem Crew West, Wednesday I cycled 8.5k.
I also  cut out a lot of my weightwatchers snacks for fruit during the day.
 
So now we’re at Thursday and I wake up and think today is going to be a good day, then as I walk to the kitchen I spot the scales… I think to myself “I wonder how well I have done” Step on and BOOM 1lb ON! what the frick? How can I have put a lb on and this is when I’m starkers. It just put me in a bad mood for the rest of the day.
 
I know I shouldn’t have weighed myself but I’m glad I found out before the meeting as I had the day to prepare. At the meeting I told my leader what had happened and knowing a whole 10 hours had passed I told her I didn’t want to know what the final number was. So I have no idea how much I officially put on but I am so, so disappointed.
 
I can’t let it affect the week ahead though. I will stick with it. Train and track, train and track. It’s the way forward. Also, I did lose about an inch from hip and waist so I guess that’s something, but from a discussion with my leader, I don’t think it is possible to hit my goal of being under 15stone by the end of August
 
This had me so down that I forgot how far I have come and how much work I put in this week which although didn’t show up on the scales, must have done my fitness some major good. By its very nature with weightwatchers its all about the numbers and seeing the smaller numbers each week. Counting down to the ultimate goal weight and whilst I do need to get to that weight (12.7stone) surely after week like the one I have had I should take heart from the fact that I pushed my body this week. I came right out of my comfort zones and I went for it. Are the numbers really important or is it more about the benefits from putting my all in? I don’t fully know at the moment but I suspect its a mixture of the two. I’d love to hear your thoughts.
 
But moving on. Let me tell you about my bike ride. Ooooh I feel so proud of myself.
 
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Picked up the bike, put on new lights and oiled the chain etc. Then rode 8.5km from Brixton to Lewisham. So glad I picked up the gel cushioned seat cover otherwise that little ride would have really bruised my poor toosh. Took me 45 mins, with a little break halfway through. I used RunKeeper to track the journey, but paused it on my stop and forgot to restart it until I was almost home so it only registered 6.5km of the ride. Oh well. I was quite nervous about riding on the roads so I had printed off a map which would have used quite roads and backstreets, but it was so confusing I decided to go the way I would have driven. It took me thought Camberwell, Peckham and New Cross, then Deptford in to Lewisham. The hardest part as always was Belmont hill. That was probably the slowest part of my journey. I did it though. Happy days I tell ya.
 
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Thighs felt quite sore on Thursday but the good kind of sore. I just need to learn how to use the gears. I don’t understand them.
 
I am going to cycle my 10k running route this weekend. Up through Kidbrook, Blackheath and in to Lewisham via Deptford again. If anyone knows what a good 10k cycling time is, please let me know. Thanks.
 
I’m off tonight to my first proper Spartan Family work out session. I’ll try and post over the weekend with how it all went and how I felt about it.
 
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For now, have an amazing weekend.
 
xxx