It's Official

I actually bought a pair of joggers this morning. Or whatever you call them.

I think technically they are "running" shoes.

Nike if you must know. Quite cheap too. Only $80!

Anyway, so I am booked in to see the nutrition person tomorrow afternoon after work.

I will have to call first thing in the morning to book the two inductions, because this morning when I called the person list wasn't up yet.

Otherwise I probably would of went today. Then again with how my legs are after those massive hills probably a nice thing that I am not there.

So now I am officially a gym-goer. Almost.

*winks*

I guess you are probably wondering why I want to go to the gym if I am not being concerned about the number on the scales anymore (yeah that little nye resolution from last year in the sidebar...)

Well to be perfectly honest with you, it has nothing to do with losing weight.

I just want to be able to run around at work and not get puffed out.

I don't want to look at photographs of me and think "Woah, do I really look like that when I am sitting down?!"

And I kinda wouldn't mind a little muscle in my arms. Would make for lifting the little ones a bit easier.

And maybe a flatter stomach and tighter arse.

But hey, I am not ready to cut out all my yummy foods so if that last one doesn't happen then oh-the-fuck-well.

I'm all about loving food.

Hehe.

Now where did I leave that cookie from Subway?

Ugh.

The last few days okay weeks I have been feeling a little ugh with myself.

I was running around with the boys on Friday at work. Yeah I was running around with three two year olds. Tackling them to the ground and tickling them. Letting them pull me to the ground and then jump on me.


And I ended up feeling exhausted.

Probably doesn't help that I had Strep C and then managed an entire week at work only to end up with the flu.

Yeah, seriously.

But I love playing with the children at work. It is fun and they have fun. I honestly love seeing them smile when I am doing something with them.

I generally have these moments a lot lately. Mind you I seem to be slipping into smaller sized clothing. Go figure!

I know why I feel like this. I don't cook at home anymore. I live off takeaway.

However I do walk every day. During the week I do a 4k walk each day.

When I first moved here, in the beginning I noticed the weight just fall off me. I loved it.

Yeah, I was definitely the idiot who gloated about the fact that I could eat pizza and lose weight.

It just isn't the case anymore and I am starting to notice a major decline in my health.

And well I kinda want my legs to be a little bit more toner. Because seriously I have fallen in love with them.

Not to mention I feel a little self-conscious when the guy that I have been seeing touches my stomach.

So, I was walking to Broadway, to shop of course, the other day and noticed that they had a Fernwood. While I know that it is generally a more exxy gym I like that it is females only.

They have a little "beach bod boost" thingy-ma-jiggy starting on the 3rd of October. Considering doing it.

I figure if I get a little kickstart from elsewhere then I will get in the habit of walking jogging again.

Right?

Or am I just kidding myself? If I don't have the motivation in the first place will I just fail and waste money?

Ugh.

Spring Has Sprung

So, I am sitting here on my bed, sniffling. Some might say it is because I am sitting here watching sappy love movies; others would say it is hayfever.

I might probably agree that it is a little of both.

I visited IKEA the other day and purchased a couple of items. I seriously did not spend that much money.

Not to mention my apartment is super clean because I had an inspection.

Anyway, spring has sprung in my little home.

See for yourself:

How cute is that bedspread?!

I have another that is in blue and white.

Oh and that vase, maybe one day I can have real flowers in it.

Maybe.

Now onto more pressing matters. I was standing in front of my mirror and noticed my legs.

I must admit there was a while there where I never thought I could get back to my seventeen year old legs; oh how I miss them. But I think I am almost there!

Must. Continue. To. Walk.

Compare The Two

Okay, so I don't own a set of scales.

I probably should but I don't. Actually maybe I shouldn't.

So..

Imagine the weight I could drop if I actually cooked in my own house rather than buying takeaway!

Feeling Pretty [again]

I've been feeling pretty more often than not lately. It is a nice feeling.

Honestly.

So when the moment hits. I snap some shots.

Because I am slowly learning to love me.

<3

march 27th 2011. march 31st 2011.

On The Hunt

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I need a new pair of ballet flats.

As in desperate need. A black pair.

Every pair that I try on just do not fit. Personally I am convinced that I am an 8.25 but that size doesn't exist.

I also am wanting to find a gym.

Cheap preferably. Close to central would be nice.

While I figure at the moment I walk around 40 minutes a day, at the slowest pace. I kinda want a little more.

Maybe I should just look for a place that has access to a gym. *winks*

Any suggestions?

<3

Pretty: Different Lenses

So, I posted the other day about feeling pretty. It was something I posted to via instagr.am and had a little editing via the "nashville" lense.

But I just wanted to show you all, that even without the lense, I still felt totally pretty!

Unedited.

<3

Instagr.am'ed

<3

Feeling Pretty

I don't have a lot of pretty moments.

I have moments where I think I look okay.

I never refer to myself as beautiful or pretty.

I still blush big time, when someone does call me pretty or beautiful.

I will feel sexy, but I don't classify myself as a sexy person.

Today, I think I looked pretty.

ps. I had such a lovely time with Aly and her friends. Cannot wait for the wedding.
pps. Carly [pantz] was my favourite! <3 Not only does she have the best name but had my cheeks hurting from laughing so hard!

February Twentieth

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So I weighed in this morning.

To be honest, I wasn't expecting a loss.

This last week I hadn't eaten very well, let alone even exercised.

The week before, was better though. I exercised everyday that week.

I am hoping that tomorrow I will find the drive and motivation to get on the bike for a good thirty-forty minutes. I might watch an episode of Grey's Anatomy.

Oh yes, back to my weigh in.

So before I weighed 89.5 kilograms. Shocking to say the least.

Today I weighed 87.7 kilograms. A loss of 1.8 kilograms in a month.

<3

Not So Fit And Healthy

Okay, so earlier, like a week ago, I wrote this post saying how I was grateful to have some drive and motivation when it came to exercising.

Oh boy did I fall off that wagon.

This week has been an utter failure. Not one ounce of exercise has taken place.

I am beginning to think that I need to call the dinosaur in.

It isn't like I haven't thought about exercising, because I have. Believe me, most nights I think that maybe I should go for a walk. Or do some exercise on the wii fit. Or jump on the bike for twenty minutes, or until I feel like dying.

But I haven't.

I am meant to be weighing in, 'cause you know, I only weigh in every month now as my weight is a serial fluctuator, on Sunday.

It's scary stuff. The weighing in, not the exercising. Though that could be scary since its been a week.

I am beginning to wonder what to do. I was feeling great when I was getting out and walking every night.


Now, I just cant be fucked.

What do you do to make sure you get some exercise time in?

<3

A Weighty Issue

So, one of my resolutions for this year, is to no longer see myself as a number but to become fit and healthy.

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I am still weighing in, but only once a month. Sunday is the next time I will weigh in.

Back in January when I was on the scales, I was 89.5 kilograms.

Which, being honest with you all, is on the higher end of where my weight normally fluctuates between.

I don't really have a goal weight in mind.

I want to be happy and healthy.

<3

{But still cross your fingers for me for Sunday!}