Weekends, I can tell you now, are going to be my downfall.

It’s very easy during the week to regulate what I eat, sticking ridgidly to my plan, feeling as if I’m winning.

On the weekends though, it’s a different matter. All concept of “diet” seems to go out the window. I pig out on everything and nothing. I don’t do any exercise (“it’s the weekend” is a regular excuse).

I know this has to change. If I’m serious about this weight loss thing, I’ve got to get my act together.

Any ideas on weekend motivation?

I bent over. Did I really want to do this? Was it going to hurt? I haven’t done it in nearly 12 years? What will people think?

I closed my eyes. No, it had to be done.

And I did. Only for a short time. Only at a slow pace. But I ran. Outside. Voluntarily.

2 miles. 20 minutes. 1 short stop.

It’s a start.

2nd – 9th July 2008 (excluding the weekend because I had a complete blow out and I’m pretending that weekend’s don’t count!)

Calories: 4654

Fat: 123g

Carbohydrate: 654g

Protein: 227g

Minutes of exercise: 120 mins

Calories burnt from exercise: 1081

Bottles of water drunk: 20

Me:

Age: 26
Height: About 5′8”
Weight: Don’t know. Probably about 13 and a half stones?
Goal weight: 11 stones

So how’s it going so far? I’m just over a week in and, actually, I’m not finding it too bad. Can I see any changes? I don’t know. I like to think I can. I like to think that my face is slightly thinner and that my stomach’s not so massive. Whether this is an actuality or not is another matter. I suppose I know at the monthly picture taking.

I went into Boots today with the sole purpose of weighing myself and, of course, sod’s law, the bloody machine was broken. I will get in at some point this week and let you (or I suppose me) know how I get on.

Pre-season training doesn’t officially start until the end of July but, since I’ve decided to do this right, and just eating boring food doesn’t automatically mean weight loss, I have set up my own pre pre-season training.

I asked a fitness instructor friend of mine to set out a simple fitness session for me and then spread the word.

In the end there were just three of us but boy, am I glad they were there. I’ve never been good at doing the exercise thing on my own. I don’t push myself, I give up, I lie there, gasping thinking “I could murder a beer”.

But with two substantially fitter and thinner people egging me on, I actually did some good work last night. An hour’s work, a red face, a couple of mosquito bites and then home.

Here’s the fitness programme… just for info.

1. Quick warm up +/- 10 minutes
2. Cardio and body weight training.

Cardio exercises:

sprints (length of field)
suicides (5-10m line touches over full field)
burpees (work your way form 10-20)
wheelbarrow races if enough people (field length)
touch jumps (knees up as high as you can go)
gorilla walks (half field)

Body weight training:

press-ups (10+)
planks (60 sec. hold)
lunges (10 each side)
leg raises (10+)
squats (10+)
sit-ups (20+)

One from first column, one from another, switching from cardio to body weight.

 

Motivational speech from friend:

“Make sure not to break too long, keep moving and make sure you push yourself as hard as you can……keeping in mind that it’s not if you can complete them half-assed, make sure you do everything 100%, even if it takes a bit longer.  Do as much as you can first go, if some are not so fit, try leaving out some of the cardio, and try to finish the body weight instead, but keeping working at it, do as much cardio as you can.”

Hello and welcome.

Here I will expound all the thrilling things about my quest to become a svelte beast. Oh yes.

You’ll read it and you’ll like it.

Don’t worry, full details to come soon.

In the meantime, why don’t you go and visit my other blog?

The first set of pictures…

Ok, please don’t laugh.

I don’t think I’ve ever been so scared in my life. I *am* a heifer.