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!