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Surprising yourself by committing to a BEEEEEG goal

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So I never made it to that Body Balance class I was talking about the other day.

But that's fine - because I skipped it for a very good reason. I went to a Personal Training session.

Lovely young chap called Cory took me for my first 'KickStart Session'.

I must be honest , I don't think he's going to have an easy time with me. I have asthma, a family history of cholesterol, I'm currently on 2 different types of medication, I bruise easily , I get injured  easily , I get bored easily, I loathe just about every possible type of physical activity -except yoga ( and possibly now Pilates as well)  . My husband also says I have an attitude ( he's not wrong , it comes out when I'm severely tired or grumpy, or sore) . Oh yes, and I told Cory I want to lose 10 kilos over the next 3 months.

10 kilos. 3 Months. That's what I said. *Smack palm to head* DOH!  It's moments like those that make me wish I had some control over my brain and my mouth. Because the two of them in cahoots with each other creates severe problems for the rest of me. My core is not suffering alone after that session yesterday ... oh no sir. My back , shoulders, legs , sides , hips - all stiff and sore.

And Cory just called to see how I was, and to tell me the stiffness will pass. Yeah , and it will pass especially fast if I don't ever do that again . But I am doing it again. Tomorrow in fact. And the reason is because of that weight I want to lose ...

When I got diagnosed as pre-diabetic - 16kg melted off of me in 12 weeks (3 months) - it literally peeled away day by day as I got into eating healthier and taking my metformin tablets ( which I am now no longer taking as my blood sugar has stabilised wonderfully, thank you very much)

Then slowly , little bits of that weight have crept back on , 100grams here , 100 grams there , and you keep thinking ... "meh... it's alright that , it's only 100g."

 But those sneaky 100g bastards add the f*^k up, and the next thing you know , you're 5 kilos heavier than you were a while ago, and you have no clue how it got there.

So here I am a while after that and 10 kilos up from where I know I should be. Going full tilt into this whole exercise and healthy thing, because I refuse to become one of those yo-yo weight loss chicks al'a Oprah Winfrey, where you crash diet and then binge and then crash diet and then binge ...  

That weight is bloody well going to come off. And it's going to stay off.

Watch this space.
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