What a difference a year makes…
If you’ve been following my blog you’ll know it’s been just over a year since I got the fitness bug (I know I can’t believe I’m still going either). My family and friends think I’ve had a personality transplant, still seem a bit baffled and send me a constant stream of gym related memes. I was just a girl who loved food and hated exercise!
Until last year I don’t think I’d even broken a bead of sweat at the gym. I wasn’t sporty. I didn’t like exercise and couldn’t run for sh*t! I wasn’t overweight as I got the basics of nutrition but my weight was starting to creep up on and I hated my ‘fluffy bingo wings’ and ‘muffin top’.
So what made me change things?
2014 was a pretty crappy year with some health problems which left me feeling low and in need of a change.
So at the end of the year we decided to up sticks and move 300 miles to Manchester, new job, new home, closer to my family in Cheshire, more career options, cheaper houses, more to do and a new adventure.
I’d set myself a goal for 2015 to get fitter and to be able to run 1km without stopping but by June 2015 I was still making excuses about running and only went to Hot Yoga once a week. I came back from holiday spending a week in a bikini that was a bit tight and then spotted a new personal training gym had opened right opposite the entrance to our flat. I’m not sure I believe in ‘signs’ but if they do exist that was it. I signed up to a trial even though I was still making excuses in my head (I won’t be able to lift anything, I’m too unfit, I don’t have time, I’ll be the newbie…). Then I realised that everyone there was in the same boat and on mission to change something. Although I spent the first week waking up with every muscle aching – weirdly I enjoyed it as it meant it was working and I was getting stronger and fitter so I signed up to another 3 months. At that point I started to notice some real changes, I was losing the muffin top, feeling fitter and my energy levels and mood were up so I kept going. It’s safe to say I’m officially past the fad phase, it’s now become part of my weekly routine and I actually feel fit!
I’ve had a couple of days off because of injury but otherwise I’ve been pretty consistent for the last 12 months, training 3 times a week (more when I can) and I’m really happy with the results. I don’t have a six pack or buns of steel but hey I can’t expect to eat a fry up and cake every Saturday get those kind of results. However, I’ve still been able to balance lots of healthy eating with treats/ meals out/ drinks and still achieve the results I wanted. I’m fitter, stronger, more toned, over a stone lighter and 2-3 dress sizes down from where I was last summer. I also kind of have some abs – enough to make me feel comfortable in a bikini or short tops for the first time in over a decade.
Where’s my motivation come from?
In simple terms the kick up the ass above and seeing the results follow has kept me going.
I’ve also developed a fairly tough mindset from some past experiences which I find always helps when I start new challenges. I’m a competitive little so and so who doesn’t like to give up or fail.
I remember starting Uni and in the first lecture they said ‘only 10% of you in this room will make it and you’re entering one of the most competitive professions out there’. Blah Blah Blah. I knew there were far smarter people in the room than me but that didn’t put me off. I worked 3 jobs to pay my tuition fees, it was tough but I qualified 6 years later.
Over the years I’ve also dealt with bullies, moving schools from north to south and then back up north again, being the new girl, having a different accent and learning to adapt (looking back they were just insecure themselves and I just needed to be stronger). Those experiences have all made me stronger and given me an inner determination to plug away for anything I want.
Recently I’ve also worked on some new mind set techniques to help me get my head in the right place.
If you want something, it’s down to you find that inner determination to go get it. I’m only just learning how powerful mind set is and everyone will have past experiences they can key in on.
If you’re thinking about starting a new challenge, changing your diet or exercise just go for it! I’d be happy to have a chat it if helps.
Highs from the last 12 months?
Running the Manchester 10km non-stop in under an hour. Last year I couldn’t jog 1km without crying.
Completing Born Survivor military obstacle course. Brutal.
Dead lifting 100kg. Boom!
Managing my first bodyweight pull up. Still a long way to go.
Legging it up the road with a 24kg kettlebell in each hand and seeing the look on the guys faces.
Buying new skinny jeans 2 sizes smaller and feeling much happier with ‘me’.
Seeing some cheeky abs appear. Get in!
Making a tonne of new friends.
Lows from the last 12 months?
Vomming after a Suicide Saturday session. #gross Not my finest moment.
Random injuries and bruises from training. Permenently.
Falling flat on my face pulling a weighted sledge. Smooth!
Getting nasty ‘gym hands’ chalky nails and calluses. Classy!
Originally I set up this blog to collate my years of foodie posts across into one place so that anyone who was interested could still follow it without me boring the hell out of the haters. I gradually snuck in a few fitness related updates and it turned out that they were quite popular too. If I can help or inspire just one person then it’s all worth it.
If you’re interested in reading my earlier fitness updates check them out here and keep the messages coming – I love hearing how you’re all getting on with your own goals.
Here’s a massive thanks to my trainers Russ and Sam at RM Fitness for getting me this far and keeping my interest in fitness! 🙂