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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.

It’s Carnival

26 Aug

Today I had an amazing reminder of how far I have come.

Me last year

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I remember feeling like a super star that day. People say I looked great, but looking back I just think “yuk”.

And I know by the time the year was up I was even bigger.

I won’t be doing costume this year mainly because I can’t afford it but also because I don’t want to look at another set of pictures and think “I look fat”.

I went to carnival today with the Spartan Fam.

I cropped my t shirt and really had very minor body worries. I’m far from where I want to be but so much closer than I was.

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I’m pretty sure there is even a hint of abs visible. Lol

Next year, I’m gonna find the best costume I can and rock it like a super model.

Also, in a moment of blatant showing off… I went out last weekend wearing this:

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And I’m pretty certain I managed to wow a couple of people who I haven’t seen since New years. What a difference 8 months can make aye.

The reaction from one person almost reduced me to tears.

Anyway, bedtime now because after 8 hours walking around west London I am exhausted.

Xx

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

Spicing it up!

1 Aug

It’s taken me three days to write this post!

So, bad week last week. No actually, not a bad week. I thoroughly enjoyed the week, but I did eat and drink a lot!
Last Friday I had a family party and saw relatives I haven’t seen in far too long. There was lots of finger food and wine to be drunk.

Saturday was my boyfriends birthday. I held a little party for him. More precisely a wings and cocktails party. This, as you can imagine, consisted of chicken wings and cocktails. – I should have been a bar tender, cos I made some seriously yummy cocktails.
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Sunday, lunch at the misters parents. A nice juicy roast

Monday, his actual birthday, dinner at Bodean’s a tasty rib joint. Super noms. Followed by dessert at Hagan Daaz.
Not forgetting birthday cake of course.

A truly indulgent weekend. and I didn’t track any of it. I hardly tracked all week. (smacks hand)

I did run a couple of times but nothing could counter all that food and I managed to gain a 1lb. I’m surprised it wasn’t more to be honest.

I also set a new running goal on my Nike+ running app. To run 3 times a week. So far I’m on track so good times. I really want to bring down my 5k time to under 30 mins. I currently hover around 32mins. frustrating.

And!!! I have managed to secure myself a bike. I am doing really bladdy well I tell ya.

This weekend was much more sedate and and less indulgent. I did go out, but didn’t really drink and more so, I tracked what I drank.
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Sunday!! What a fab day. The Mister convinced me to come along to this Spartan Family work out day in a park in Shoreditch. I was really dubious about it all at first. Leeanne is not a Spartan. Leeanne is lazy. But it was so much fun. Indeed, I had so much fun I didn’t even realise how hard I worked. Push ups, Squats, Wheelbarrow and piggy bags. Relay races and OMG, a tug of war. I’m still in pain now. But that good pain which leaves me knowing I did well. So I have now been convinced to join their sessions on Friday evening. These, I’m sure are going to be even harder but I’m looking forward to it. My favourite part of the day (aside from not coming last in the tug-o-war) was during the rain storm there was a massive thunder clap. The whole group just turned towards the sound and shouted “ahooo”. That was cool!

MONDAY!!!! Run Dem Crew (RDC). Mentioned in my earlier blog post by Angel Dee. This is a running crew which meet weekly and quite simply….runs. I met a lovely lady at the Spartan Day who managed to convince me that I would have fun and be looked after. So after work I headed over to Paddington Rec where the RDC West meets. Such a friendly group of people. Obsessed with taking photo’s but then so am I. So we headed out towards Hyde Park. Not once did I feel too slow. There was always someone looking after the back, motivating me on. And it was hard. I think because I’m used to running continuously on my little runs and here we stopped often and it felt a bit like interval training. We did about 6 miles I think. I forgot my armband so no phone to track. I slept like a baby that night I tell you.

Had a day off on Tuesday, as my whole body was in mega after exercise pain but I did watch some of the Spartan training videos to learn how to do pull ups and push ups. Had a little practice. Good times.

Tonight, I collect the bike. I’m so grateful to my Charlene for allowing me to take her bike and so excited. I’m going to be doing about 10k from Brixton to Lewisham. I have sorted out lights and my helmet. I’m a bit nervous but it should be fun.

I’ll be doing another blog post after this weeks weigh in so I’ll let you know how it went then.

Finally, with August being the carnival month, I wanted the share the below piccy with you.

The first shot is me in part of my carnival costume last year, the second shot is me on the weekend just gone. For me I can see a difference on my tummy area. I still look at my carnival pics from last year and regret how big I looked in them. Not doing costume this year but maybe next year when I’ll be maintaining at goal.

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Note to Self….

13 Jul

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Its been a while since I last blogged and this blog is a note to myself to remind that I should blog regardless of where my weight loss is at. Good or bad.

My last blog post I had lost 1.5lbs and my weight was 15st.11lbs. That was on the 14th June.

A month later lets see where I have been week by week.

21st June another 2lbs off, that took me to 15st9lbs

28th June, I stayed the same

05 July 1lbs on. Back up to 15st 10lb

This week, 12th June, another 0.5lb on

Current weight is 15st.10.5lbs

Not good enough really.

I’ll fill you in on what’s been happening.
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1st July I did my 10k Race for Life. It was amazing. I beat my personal best and completed the race in 1hour, 5 mins, 27 second. Happy couldn’t even begin to describe it. When I signed up for the race it was because I needed incentive to exercise and help stay in track. It had been a long 6months getting to that point. A real journey.I’m so glad I did it. The question is, what next? More on that later.

The week after the run I was very tired and run down. I didn’t exercise at all and ate badly. I didn’t track, so having only put on 1lb I could handle that. I know that WW works and how to make it work.

This past week has been a different story. I was sick. I think it was food poisoning but the effects have lasted all week and In fact I haven’t been able to eat properly at all.

Some people close to me have said it might have been a virus as this thing really wiped me out. I was sleeping badly, waking up so nauseous and feeling so ill through out the day. No energy at all.
I thought having eaten so little, I must have lost weight, but nope, another 0.5lb on. Not really sure how or why but I don’t have the energy to challenge it.

So today! I am at day 1. Today is the day I go back to basics. track track track with a vengeance. Exercise starts again today and a new mini goal has been set!

The aim is to be under 15stone by 30th August weigh in. That’s 6 weeks to lose 11lbs. A safe rate to lose weight is 2lbs per week so this is a doable goal if I apply myself, which I absolutely can.

The aim after that is to be under 14stone by the end of October, but I’ll begin to cross that bridge when I get to the end of August.

The Saturday night before I got sick I was out with my friend who is one of the fittest, hottest girls I know. Coming up for 18 months ago now I found out about her journey and she is the person who made me realise I can achieve this and I know she wants me to succeed so I’m not going to fail her on this.

As always I am looking for people who want to run with me around the Lewisham/Blackheath area. Weekday evenings mainly and Sundays, but not Thursdays.

My next exercise goal is a half marathon. There is the Nike Run to the Beat half Marathon in October. I might give that a go, but I’m scared. 13miles is a lot more than 6. I would need a proper training plan. What do you all think?

Promise I wont leave my next post so long. I love it when you all hassle me to do more, so don’t be shy and if you think you can help me, I’m so open to ideas. Get in touch.

x

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