The Only Way is Up

Weigh in day today and I know that all those out there await my weigh in, well I know Cara does at least :).

This week was OK considering I didn't make it to work. Great second week back hey? We had Kyla's first birthday party on Saturday which was a great day, but a few of us got taken out by a vicious stomach bug. I then spent the rest of the week at home with an under the weather wookie.

My exercise this week consisted of two laps around the street on my pushbike. Man, I REALLY need to work on this exercise thing!!

Anywho, onto the scales this morning.....112.4kg. That's 900g loss since last week and a total loss of 3.6kg in my first four weeks. Not a bad effort I'd say.

All Fired Up

Only have time to do a short entry today, It's Kyla's birthday party and I have TONNES to do! Still, I thought I'd just put in this weeks "score" check for those keeping track....

I ate quiet well this week. The only down turn was getting fried rice with our otherwise relatively healthy Chinese meal on Thursday night. I HAD planned to burn it all off yesterday but here in Canberra we had this very unusual occurrence....I believe it is called RAIN. So no walking for me.

I'm back at work now though and I think that gets me off my arse and moving around.

Anywho, lets get to the punchline. Jumped on the scales this morning, looked down, 113.3kg. That's 1.2kg lost this week! my biggest so far!! Takes my total to 2.7kgs less of Jacqui in three weeks! Skinny Jacqui....Here I come!!

Movin On Up

Weigh in day is upon us......Week 2 down.

Again it was with some trepidation I jumped on the scales this morning. I've been in a bit of a funk this week and had not exercised anywhere near as much as I had planned. Throw Book Club and a very bad decision to eat some cake in the mix and I was sure I was going to shamefully have to report I was, in fact, getting fatter.

I stand on the scales, the digital numbers flashing at me, like some bizarre taunt. I take a deep breath, wait till the scales let me know they're finished and I look down........114.5!! WOOHOO!! this is good.

So for all those keeping count it was a loss of 700g. Makes my total loss to date 1.5 kg's which means I am well and truly on target.

Step By Step (ooh baby)

So today is weigh in day and therefore the end of week one.....or the start of week two depending on how were going to look at things.

I'm a bit apprehensive about weighing in today. I've been knocked out with the flu and have found that this week hasn't at all turned out the way I had planned. I had planned on the new eating program taking place, and I was going to try and get at least 30 minutes exercises in.

Then tragedy struck. Shit that sounds bad. Tragedy is probably the wrong word. Lets go with disaster instead.

Then disaster struck....yep, much better. I got the flu. The freaking FLU! So Due to the fact I could hardly breathe, never mind exercise, that went straight out the window. That said however, I did get in a 40 minute walk on Wednesday and a 37 minute walk yesterday. I had to walk yesterday......Needed to burn off a few little triangles of Dark Chocolate Tobelerone, very naughty I know!

So back to this morning, with some trepidation I hop on the scales, not expecting too much, I look down and the numbers staring back at me read.....115.2. I'm happy with that. That's 0.8kg's off my body, or we could say (which I personally think sounds more impressive) 800g. may not be a massive amount but it fits well into my goal of 0.5kg - 1kg a week.

This week the menu plan is in place, and the exercise will be going on, so for next week, well, watch this space.

It's Only The Beginning

You know how you have those moments in life when you just know the time has come for you to get off your arse and make a change in your life? Sure you do, we’ve all had them. Well over the last 12 months I’ve had plenty. So now is MY time to get off my arse and change my life.

I would think most people reading this already know me, but incase you have randomly stumbled along my blog and thought, hmmmm, this blog has an interesting title, or saw my picture and thought to yourself “Man! That chick is HOT!! :o)” I’ll tell you a bit about me.

My name is Jacqui. I’m 30 (urghhhh), happily married to my amazing husband Jake and a mum to my gorgeous little girl Kyla who is 11 months old. I’m about to go back to work to my life as a Technical Assistant in a Pathology Lab, and I also am studying my Med Science degree via distance. And yes, my plate is pretty full and my brain may explode at any moment. But this is my life, and I wouldn’t change anything about it….well maybe I’d adjust last semesters uni mark…..

Right-i-o then. As you can tell by the big black letters at the top of my blog there is a mission that has bought me here. To put it in the plainest words possible. I’m fat. Not chubby, curvy, a little squidgy round the edges but fat. I mean, I don’t need a crane to get out of the house or anything, but I am carrying around 35kg’s more than I should (50kg’s if I listen to Weight Watchers).

I KNOW this is a problem. I KNOW how to fix it and I have got the motivation, so why haven’t I got off my arse and done something about it?? I KNOW my future. My mum is my future (sorry mum….). I’ll be 59 with 3 heart attacks under my belt, as well as Type 1 diabetes and vascular problems. I CAN sort this shit out! I want to see Kyla turn 21, get married, have babies. I want to have another baby myself. I want to be able to roll around with her on the floor without feeling buggered. I do NOT want my kid to be the one with the “fat parents”.

Motivation, I find comes from the strangest places, and the final bullet for me was money. Not for me, but for a charity I deemed worthy. You see a really good lady I know is dying of terminal cancer. It’s shit really, I mean cancer always is, but Joan had already battled this demon once before and won….or so we thought. Turns out it just lay dormant for 8 years. She’s a fighter, but this time the cancer is too far gone. Her bones first, then her lungs. Her time is running short and there is stuff all I can do to help her.

So I am going to kill two birds with one stone. My goal is to loose 30kg’s in 6 months. It’s a big ask I know, and I am only going to use the knowledge I have (which after doing around 20 diets, could fit in a very long book) about diet and exercise. If I get to 25kg’s lost, I’d be stoked. This journey starts today, August 1^st, 2009 with my final weigh in on February 1^st, 2010, 6 months later. This is not to say that is when my journey ends, just the first six months of it.

My proposition is this…..I would like people to sponsor me on my weight loss journey. Donations can be made via the link on my blog, and also via the link on my Facebook page. All monies raised will go directly to the Australian Cancer Research Foundation, because seriously, everyone knows cancer sucks. I’m thinking a dollar per kg is pretty fair, I mean what does $30 bucks get you anyway? That said, ALL donations are appreciated, $5 is better than nothing…..$100 is frigging awesome!

I’ve set a target to raise $3000, which is a lot I know, but if you don’t have a big goal there’s nothing to aim for. I HOPE to raise a heap of cash for the cause, but at the end of the day if I only raise $20 but add 20 years to my life it’s all worth it anyway right??

So today at the first weigh in I weigh 116.0 kg.

And so begins the first steps towards the new me!