Rambles

I don't know what will come of this. I doubt anyone reads it anyway. But at the end of the day, it's about me, my thoughts and my accountability. 


You see, something happened recently that made me go 'wow. People really are that shallow.'  (Well we all think that from time to time). But I tried to reconnect with a former lecturer of mine. Someone who I looked up to as a mentor. And got rejected. Ok admittedly I did drop out of his course. But it had nothing to do with his teachings. 

You see, I have an autistic child. And anyone with special needs children, they know that's a tough roll. She went through bouts of school refusal (and still does). We had a lot of issues with her school which resulted in me putting in a formal complaint to the education department. (This all resulted because of one staff member in particular). Needless to say, with the school refusal, I found it hard to get to my course on campus. 

Add to that the fact that I was in a family violence relationship. I worked up the courage to leave earlier this year. Which resulted in 6 months of homelessness for my daughter and I. We survived and we now have a place of our own and are doing well. 

But none of these have stopped my goals or my dreams. You see, my goal is to start my own personal training business. I already have my certificate. I was studying my diploma. And I will go back to it one day. But my dream is to also go into powerlifting. And if you know me, I mean in person, you will know I was in the triple kg weight range. 

People on the outside would look at me and think 'oh she has no will power when it comes to food. She works out and still gets fatter'. But that was the old me. And it wasn't that i had no willpower. It was the fact that my ex would dictate the foods we ate. I had no control over the menu because he earnt the money so he got to choose what we ate. It was all part of his sock power/mind games he played. He liked to control me in every aspect of my life. The only thing I had was my course. It was my escape. My dreams were my escape. He tried to put down my dreams as well. 'Oh that piece of paper means nothing. You are worthless and will never have your own business.'  Yeah. I lived that life. 

But all that is in the past. He has no control over me anymore. I will own my own business and I will become a power lifter. 

My daughter and I are now free and happy. My goals and dreams are back on track. We will achieve this... Together. 

Ps. 10kgs down back in double kgs :D 

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Not bad for a fat chick!

So, I went to the Gym. They got me in at the time I would normally go in, so I knew how many people would be around. I had a good look, signed up and organised a personal training session for the next morning. (Mostly so she could write me a program and show me the equipment)

Then I decided to have a go on the equipment. Well, I knew how to work the treadmill. So I had a go on that. Then jumped on a bike, and I couldn't even turn the stupid thing on. So I gave up and went home!

Next day, I went back and meet my personal trainer. Then went through some equipment with me. I did ok. My upper body is weak! The most I could lift was 26kgs. But, that's a good thing. It's something to work on! Then she took me to the leg press machine. She told me that she could leg press 100kgs. Then I tried, and she kept upping the weight (as they do) till I could find it a bit tougher. 91kgs! Woohoo. Not bad for someone who had only ever seen that machine on TV.

So I have a few new aims. Improve my upper body strength. And to out leg press my personal trainer in 3 months. :)

Oh and apparently, that bike was dodgy and they have been having a lot of trouble with it.

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Woohoo! Gym pass!

Well, I've been a bit quiet on here of late. I have gone off the rails a little due to health problems. Had a few blow outs with diet. Given Zumba a miss 2 weeks in a row now. Funny, the scales haven't changed much.

But today, I got a phone call that will change everything. Whilst I was a McDonalds a few weeks ago (Side note: I hardly ever go there. But I was with the family for a day out) I entered a competition to win a years gym membership. Well the Gym rang today and said I won second prize. A months membership. So I have an appointment tomorrow at 10am to go and have a look around and sign up for a month! Excited. This is the kick in the butt that I needed! :)

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Start all over

So, I seem to have a lot of start stops on this journey. So I guess instead of journey, I should be using 'chapter'. But oh well.



I am currently 87kgs. Size 16-18. (Aussie sizings) and currently can't run any faster then 6kms an hour. (on a treadmill and even then, I can't keep that speed up.)

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