I was surprised when a reader tweeted me to say I’d been mentioned in the February issue of Weight Watchers Magazine. I wasn’t aware at all as I don’t read it and I’d chosen to pass on the work opportunity offered by the WW marketing team last year to my friend Amanda who needed it more. Seems the ladies at the magazine like what I do regardless, thank you! In case you can’t read it, it’s says:
“This mum, photographer and fashion enthusiast shares her thoughts on what’s hot, what fits and life in general.”
Amanda has since lost over 17kgs and despite her troubles along the way she’s inspired me. Suger too with her delicious salads and smoothies filling my instagram feed. Why can’t Suger, Kelvy and their fancy Thermomix live next door? I used to worry about combining fitness and food related posts on the blog. I tried a separate weight loss blog in the past but it just wasn’t me, I’m not a weight loss blogger.
Over the years my size has waved between an 18 and a 24 and it’s currently sitting at a 22 and if I’m not careful my arse will be a 24. I’d like to get back to an 18 but I don’t spend all day obsessing about it. I’ve been so busy the last six months I let myself slide. I focused more on what I could do for you that I stopped looking after me. I also developed a mild addiction to Twirl bars.
Just before New Years I started walking which quickly turned into jogging which occasionally turns into running. I wake up at 6am, chuck my gear on an go. Most mornings my eyes are still blurry and I probably look like a plump pink jogging zombie but instead of chanting “BRAINS” all you hear is my lungs rhythmically weezing. I’m out there, I get it done, I come home and by then Steve’s finished giving Aidan breakfast and is ready to leave for work. Then for the rest of the day I feel slightly smug that I’ve pounded out my 30 mins exercise before the day has even started, weirdly 6am just works.
If you’re reading my blog hoping for tips on weight loss and cheap healthy recipes you’ve got the wrong place but if you want to read about feelings, fashion and my own personal journeys please stick around. I might talk about it from time to time but don’t expect too much. I’ll never stop trying to improve myself but sometimes my body just isn’t the part that requires as much of my focus. I don’t let my weight dictate who I am or who I could be tomorrow and I hope that by sharing those honest parts of myself with you, it will rub off.