I have to admit, I have really struggled to get motivated following an indulgent Christmas and New Year.
During that weird week between Christmas and New Year, where you have no idea what day it is, it's nice to stay in your pyjamas and watch films, and eat one too many biscuits with your tea. I think it is good for you to take that break from the world of work and play. However, it's easy to slip out of your usual routine and those bad habits can creep back into your lifestyle, and they can be so hard to break.
Don't get me wrong, I enjoyed all the lovely turkey sandwiches and chocolates, but I made sure I kept myself active too. I made sure I went to the gym that week to try and stop me from slipping back to my old ways. I had a lot of fun with my gym friends, going to new classes to keep things interesting.
This week I was back to my usual early gym routine - the 6.30am class - and I really struggled to get out of bed. I didn't actually make it out of bed on Monday morning for the 7am spin class.
I do have a lot on my mind this week which has stopped me from getting a good sleep. On Friday, I am embarking on a trip that is completely out of my comfort zone and a trip I would never have done back when I was less secure and confident.
Myself and three friends are going to India for the Dumball Rally, which will see us and over 100 other crazy people, drive from Chennai to Goa in just 8 days in a fleet of Hindustani Ambassador taxis! It'll be gruelling and will be an eye opening experience but we have already raised nearly £3,000 for Teenage Cancer Trust! I wanted to do something memorable, rather than just lying on a beach for two weeks, to celebrate my 30th birthday.
I tend to get very anxious before doing anything new or going anywhere new, and this has definitely been the case this week! Exercise has helped me feel more level but I have been comforting myself with chocolate and the odd glass of wine. I just hope the change of environment will bring me out of it.
If you would like to donate to support us on our trip across India, with all money going to Teemage Cancer Trust and Nepal Earthquake Appeal, please do so here: https://www.justgiving.com/dumball2016bloomingnora
Stay tuned for updates from India and wish us luck!
Thursday, 7 January 2016
Saturday, 2 January 2016
Under Pressure
There's a hell of a lot of pressure at the start of a New Year to make huge changes in your life in the hope of achieving the 'New Year, New Me' goal. Inevitably, most of us will fail half way through January because of the stupid amount of pressure we've put ourselves under.
When it comes to food and drink, the list of 'give ups' normally consist of:
Alcohol, chocolate, bread, cakes, crisps, takeaways, cheese, biscuits etc...
So after spending a month enjoying ourselves in the lead up to Christmas and New Year we are now going to spend the next month denying ourselves, during the most depressing month of the year.
Over the years, I have lost over 8 stone. That didn't happen in a month, 6 months or even a year. It took time, hard work and plenty of will power. There was no magic diet, just adopting the simple 'move more, eat less' philosophy. I now love learning more about the foods we are putting into our body and what foods I should be eating to give me fuel for my lifestyle.
I think where many people go wrong is the simple fact of putting too much focus on the food that you shouldn't eat instead of the foods that you can eat. If you're going to suddenly deny your body and mind of little treats, you're only going to want them more.
When I want to get back on track with my healthy eating, I move away from the brown foods and bring back some colour. Less of the pastas, breads, pastries, cereals, potatoes and more veg, fruits, pulses and salads. Your plate should resemble a rainbow rather than a muddy puddle.
Just remember not to completely deny yourself of any food group, just eat less of them. You will feel better physically and mentally in the long run if you bring a bit of balance into your life. And a little bit of what you fancy doesn't hurt.
I will let you into a secret.... I went out with my gym friends for dinner this week and we had a naughty main and a naughty dessert. Lots of burgers and sundaes filled the table along with a glass of wine or two, and we all really enjoyed indulging. None of us felt any guilt just very full! We work hard at the gym so we can have our moments of indulgence and it was a treat... Treats definitely keep you motivated. Just remember not to eat burgers and sundaes every day, and you will be fine!
And speaking of the gym, how about we put some focus onto the fun, sporty activities you could take up to get the much-needed endorphins pumping round our bodies during this miserable time of year. Your mind will thank you for it! With the dark nights and an empty bank account, it can be far too easy to slump in front of the TV. Getting into sport doesn't have to be expensive... Get some friends together and go out running and do some boot camp style exercises in the park together - 'Give me 50 squats!' You get the idea... Get your bike out and go for a cycle; go out for a power walk first thing in the morning; and if you do have money to spare, sign up to a gym and join some classes.
A healthy lifestyle doesn't have to feel like a prison sentence. The most important thing is to enjoy yourself in the process. Discover what you enjoy doing and have fun - I feel motivated and energised by going to my early morning gym classes, whereas others might prefer an early morning jog or swim instead. Or a lie in!
Discover the healthy foods that you enjoy and find some delicious recipes. This time of year we crave comforting dishes such as spaghetti bolognaise... Try this healthy alternative - make spaghetti out of courgettes and a sauce out of turkey mince to cut down on the fat content and processed carbs.
Try a baked sweet potato filled with roasted vegetables instead of your usual jacket potato, beans and cheese.
If you are struggling, please get in touch for more ideas.
Lizzie
When it comes to food and drink, the list of 'give ups' normally consist of:
Alcohol, chocolate, bread, cakes, crisps, takeaways, cheese, biscuits etc...
So after spending a month enjoying ourselves in the lead up to Christmas and New Year we are now going to spend the next month denying ourselves, during the most depressing month of the year.
Over the years, I have lost over 8 stone. That didn't happen in a month, 6 months or even a year. It took time, hard work and plenty of will power. There was no magic diet, just adopting the simple 'move more, eat less' philosophy. I now love learning more about the foods we are putting into our body and what foods I should be eating to give me fuel for my lifestyle.
I think where many people go wrong is the simple fact of putting too much focus on the food that you shouldn't eat instead of the foods that you can eat. If you're going to suddenly deny your body and mind of little treats, you're only going to want them more.
When I want to get back on track with my healthy eating, I move away from the brown foods and bring back some colour. Less of the pastas, breads, pastries, cereals, potatoes and more veg, fruits, pulses and salads. Your plate should resemble a rainbow rather than a muddy puddle.
Just remember not to completely deny yourself of any food group, just eat less of them. You will feel better physically and mentally in the long run if you bring a bit of balance into your life. And a little bit of what you fancy doesn't hurt.
I will let you into a secret.... I went out with my gym friends for dinner this week and we had a naughty main and a naughty dessert. Lots of burgers and sundaes filled the table along with a glass of wine or two, and we all really enjoyed indulging. None of us felt any guilt just very full! We work hard at the gym so we can have our moments of indulgence and it was a treat... Treats definitely keep you motivated. Just remember not to eat burgers and sundaes every day, and you will be fine!
And speaking of the gym, how about we put some focus onto the fun, sporty activities you could take up to get the much-needed endorphins pumping round our bodies during this miserable time of year. Your mind will thank you for it! With the dark nights and an empty bank account, it can be far too easy to slump in front of the TV. Getting into sport doesn't have to be expensive... Get some friends together and go out running and do some boot camp style exercises in the park together - 'Give me 50 squats!' You get the idea... Get your bike out and go for a cycle; go out for a power walk first thing in the morning; and if you do have money to spare, sign up to a gym and join some classes.
A healthy lifestyle doesn't have to feel like a prison sentence. The most important thing is to enjoy yourself in the process. Discover what you enjoy doing and have fun - I feel motivated and energised by going to my early morning gym classes, whereas others might prefer an early morning jog or swim instead. Or a lie in!
Discover the healthy foods that you enjoy and find some delicious recipes. This time of year we crave comforting dishes such as spaghetti bolognaise... Try this healthy alternative - make spaghetti out of courgettes and a sauce out of turkey mince to cut down on the fat content and processed carbs.
Try a baked sweet potato filled with roasted vegetables instead of your usual jacket potato, beans and cheese.
If you are struggling, please get in touch for more ideas.
Lizzie
Thursday, 17 December 2015
30 Life Lessons
"How do you feel about turning 30?"
A question I've been asked a few times this month. I actually feel really excited about starting a new decade. After taking control of my life in my late twenties, I feel more confident and positive than ever before. But hey, it's been a long time coming so I don't wish to sound smug over here!
I started the last decade feeling very insecure. I was five dress sizes bigger and didn't have much confidence in my abilities. I spent most days feeling utterly self conscious and worrying about what people thought of me. I had kind of given into the fact I was going to the big girl who would probably not the live the life I was supposed to had I been more confident and open to opportunities.
Things changed though and I went through many experiences, which I have spoken about in past blogs, that have made me who I am today. And I wouldn't change it for the world. No regrets.
However, there are a few life lessons I have learned that maybe I would have liked to have known a littler earlier in my life....
1. Sugar is the enemy and is as bad an addiction as smoking. Cut down on it.
2. If there is someone in your life that makes you feel rubbish, see them less or not at all.
3. Be nice to everyone you meet on the way up.
4. Be open to opportunities that come your way, what is the worst that can happen?
5. Excercise every day, even if it's just a brisk walk.
6. Don't compare your life to others.
7. Meditate every day.
8. Write every day.
9. Drink lots of water.
10. Don't be scared of the gym, no one is looking at you.
11. Try not to judge someone who's in a situation you've never been in yourself.
12. Find your passion and don't let it slide.
13. Don't worry about what people think of you on the beach, wear that bloody bikini.
14. Don't trust men who look at your lips one too many times when they're talking to you.
15. Always, always listen to your gut instinct.
14. Cook from scratch as much as possible and always read the label.
15. Don't be scared to say no.
16. Don't be scared to say yes.
17. Watch Star Wars, they're actually really good films.
18. Eat less bread and pasta.
19. Eat more veg.
20. Don't use food as your comfort blanket.
21 Try something new that scares you more often.
22. Go to Paris as much as possible.
23. Everyone has their own insecurities, don't assume you're the only one.
24. Cleanse, tone and moisturise every day, twice a day.
25. Put extra sun screen on your forehead when subathing.
26. Tell friends and family you love them more, you never know what will happen tomorrow.
27. Loneliness is one of the worst feelings so learn to love your own company.
28. Look after your mental health as much as your physical health.
29. Dance more.
30. Do what makes you happy.
What are your life lessons? I would love to hear them!
A question I've been asked a few times this month. I actually feel really excited about starting a new decade. After taking control of my life in my late twenties, I feel more confident and positive than ever before. But hey, it's been a long time coming so I don't wish to sound smug over here!
I started the last decade feeling very insecure. I was five dress sizes bigger and didn't have much confidence in my abilities. I spent most days feeling utterly self conscious and worrying about what people thought of me. I had kind of given into the fact I was going to the big girl who would probably not the live the life I was supposed to had I been more confident and open to opportunities.
Things changed though and I went through many experiences, which I have spoken about in past blogs, that have made me who I am today. And I wouldn't change it for the world. No regrets.
However, there are a few life lessons I have learned that maybe I would have liked to have known a littler earlier in my life....
1. Sugar is the enemy and is as bad an addiction as smoking. Cut down on it.
2. If there is someone in your life that makes you feel rubbish, see them less or not at all.
3. Be nice to everyone you meet on the way up.
4. Be open to opportunities that come your way, what is the worst that can happen?
5. Excercise every day, even if it's just a brisk walk.
6. Don't compare your life to others.
7. Meditate every day.
8. Write every day.
9. Drink lots of water.
10. Don't be scared of the gym, no one is looking at you.
11. Try not to judge someone who's in a situation you've never been in yourself.
12. Find your passion and don't let it slide.
14. Don't trust men who look at your lips one too many times when they're talking to you.
15. Always, always listen to your gut instinct.
14. Cook from scratch as much as possible and always read the label.
15. Don't be scared to say no.
16. Don't be scared to say yes.
17. Watch Star Wars, they're actually really good films.
18. Eat less bread and pasta.
19. Eat more veg.
20. Don't use food as your comfort blanket.
21 Try something new that scares you more often.
22. Go to Paris as much as possible.
23. Everyone has their own insecurities, don't assume you're the only one.
24. Cleanse, tone and moisturise every day, twice a day.
25. Put extra sun screen on your forehead when subathing.
26. Tell friends and family you love them more, you never know what will happen tomorrow.
27. Loneliness is one of the worst feelings so learn to love your own company.
28. Look after your mental health as much as your physical health.
29. Dance more.
30. Do what makes you happy.
What are your life lessons? I would love to hear them!
Tuesday, 15 December 2015
Raw Chocoholic!
I have been on a quest for some time now to cut down on my sugar intake.
As we know, sugar is the enemy, and I believe the weight I gained when I was a young girl was mainly down to my sugar addiction.
So now I lead a relatively healthy life - going to the gym four times a week and eating well the majority of the time (we all need a cheat day) - I've also been thinking about the quality of the ingredients I eat and what goes into the food I freely put into my body.
As we know, sugar is the enemy, and I believe the weight I gained when I was a young girl was mainly down to my sugar addiction.
So now I lead a relatively healthy life - going to the gym four times a week and eating well the majority of the time (we all need a cheat day) - I've also been thinking about the quality of the ingredients I eat and what goes into the food I freely put into my body.
My good friend Susan owns a wonderful shop Natural Healthy Food in Digbeth and she has educated me in the art of cutting out sugar and ridding of all the horrible toxins that come with a poor diet.
I'm a total chocoholic and this has been an issue for me when trying to cut down on sugar. However, in walks Susan and her delicious raw chocolate produce she knows I will just love.
I have just sampled this raw chocolate tart by Inspiral, and I have to say it's the most luxurious mousse made out of raw cacao and avocado with a wonderful crumb on the bottom made out of pecans, walnuts and dates with a splash of Himalayan salt for good measure. There is no sugar involved, just raw cacao and agave nectar syrup... A natural sweetener.
You may think raw chocolate sounds revolting but once you get a taste for it you won't go back, you just need to find your match!
Sunday, 15 November 2015
An Ode to Paris
My best friend has called the city his home for four years now and I can see why.
The city is not only aesthetically pleasing (what an understatement), with the cobbled streets of Montmarte, the elegant bridges joining the islands on the Seine and the landmarks of architecture that still make me gasp each time I see them as if it was the first time. No, Paris is so much more than the 'romantic' reputation it bestows. And it's the city's residents, who have a zest for life and for all the city offers, that makes the city my favourite place to be.
My photo of the Eiffel Tower from the Louvre on 7/11/2015
When I visit, which I am very lucky to do a couple times a year with a best friend living there, I feel so alive. No other city or place has made me feel as alive or welcome. You know when you start to feel down with your day to day life? Like when you feel like you do nothing but work and sleep? Well, the Parisians have conquered the work/life balance and just a few days in the city will put everything into perspective for you.
I normally arrive in Paris late on a Friday night and the city is brimming with activity, even in November. Cafés and restaurants are filled with friends catching up over a late delicious dinner, sharing a cigarette and enjoying the relief that the working week is over. Parties will be planned for the weekend - there is definitely no Netflix and chill in this city.
I have struggled with my self confidence over the years so with the reputation of Parisians being 'snooty' you would think it would be an intimidating place for me to be. The city has only built up my confidence. My best friend has formed friendships with many lovely people who I think I can now call friends of my own. They are always so warm, loving and genuinely pleased to see me back in the city. I feel happy that I can leave my best friend in the city surrounded by a fun and fabulous network of people.
Lunch for one.
I took this whilst me and my best friend had lunch in a favourite café on 5/11/2015
I think the 'snooty' reputation has only been formed due to the fact that the French have the inner confidence we yearn for. The way they carry themselves in a confident manner, as if they have rolled out of their lover's bed, straightened their hair, splashed some water on their face and got on with their day. We Brits could learn a thing or two from them.
They also know what they want. If they fancy you, they will tell you. There are no games being played... They are direct and I love them for that. There is no worry that they will be turned down and if they are? So what? Life is too short after all.
Any man I have met in Paris tells me if I am only here for the weekend, what is the point in sleeping? I like that mentality. There is always a party to be had!
The best party in Paris is at Rosa Bonheur, a little cafe and bar in the most beautiful park called Buttes Chaumont. It takes place on a Sunday night, when most of us would be curled up on the sofa waiting for the working week to begin. Instead the Parisians are out in force, dancing the night away and drinking beer together like tomorrow will never come.
Life is for living after all, and this sentiment has never been felt stronger than when I am at Rosa.
When I turned on the news on Friday night, I instantly thought of all the young people out on a typically bustling Friday night in Paris.
Sharing a bottle of wine and a crepe with my two best friends in Paris overlooking the Louvre 7/11/2015
I thought of my friends who may not be safe. I thought of that zest for life that had been extinguished from so many in one bullet or blast. They were defenceless and their future taken from then in seconds.
Museums, schools, markets all now closed. The freedom we take for granted, gone.
I understand that people's lives are being taken across the world each day in similar circumstances and these should be as acknowledged as Paris.
I can't relate to those places as much as I do with Paris and I think this is why people have reacted more passionately. It's not because we don't care less for those lives lost in places further afield. This time it was too close to home and an attack on places we freely enjoy.
I have had the numerous 'what if's' whirling round my mind. What if I had been visiting a week later, it could have been me? What if my best friend not had been out of town that day? It could have been him.
It was a reality for so many people, and their family and friends, and I think of them and I feel so much sadness.
Life is for living so don't hold back. Let's adopt that zest for life from our Parisian brothers and sisters, in respect to the many lives taken.
With love,
Lizzie
Ps. I will be back
Saturday, 24 October 2015
Lightening the load
It's been one of those roller coaster weeks of emotions, for various reasons. Normally if I have a particularly stressful/bad/sad week, I have a tendency to get anxious and feel like a black cloud is hanging over me. Since I started going to the gym, these weeks are now few, however, this past week has been a tough one.
All week I've been getting up, going to the gym and going to work so I haven't had much time to think. Today was my first day in a long time where I had absolutely no plans. I woke up feeling very low and pretty tearful, and that black cloud was very present. I got up but went back to bed and tried to sleep. I felt even more grey so I decided to get out of my pity pit and put on my gym wear.
Instead of wallowing in the thoughts in my head, I charged the wasted energy into a workout. I can't tell you how much better I feel from just an hour in the gym, getting my heart pumping and my skin sweaty.
I've spoken before about exercise being a mood lifter but this is the strongest elevation I've felt. I feel more level and myself again. It was nice to see familiar faces too... What I love about my gym the most is the friendliness of the staff and people there.
I had a particularly great session at the 6.30am class on Thursday where we did circuit training. I knew a few of the lovely people who go to the class each morning and everyone made me feel so welcome. I admit I felt nervous beforehand, mainly due to the thought that I wouldn't be able to keep up with the uber fit early birders! The circuits were tough but we got through it together, and people took breathers when it got really tough. I surprised myself with how far I could push myself. My mood was very much lifted as I left feeling strong and rejuvenated.
I truly believe the gym and gym goers have kept me sane this week. Last night, we all went out to say goodbye to my wonderful trainer, Anna, who has helped me so much. She is sadly moving to another gym but us loyal followers are going to do road trips to her new gym to attend her classes and continue having our 1-2-1's.
We had a really good giggle and it was nice to see each other out of the gym and out of our sweaty work out gear! We are all different ages and do different jobs, but we have one thing in common, a love of staying happy and healthy through exercise.
It's so important to have an outlet from your working life to ensure you don't get wrapped up in the stresses that come with everyday life. Whether it be playing the piano, learning a new language, reading great novels, or going to the gym!
Tomorrow I have a 1-2-1 with new trainer Jon, last time I saw him I couldn't walk the next day! Wish me luck....
Wednesday, 21 October 2015
Official Gym Bunny
I've been going to the gym for nearly a year now and I'm glad to say I haven't lost the motivation or interest, I've only gotten more addicted to the power of the endorphins and seeing the changes I'm making to my body and general health.
In all honesty, I didn't think my will power was as strong as it appears to be. Will power is what makes me drag myself out of my bed and get to the gym 3 mornings a week. I prefer going to the gym at the crack of dawn. Call me mad, but it starts my day off so positively and gets my metabolism going. I sometimes will go after work or later in the morning at the weekend but generally I'm definitely a morning girl!
I have my days where I really 'can't be bothered'. Like this morning - my alarm went off at 6am, it was pitch black, I heard the rain tapping on my window, the wind rushing through the trees, and I just wanted to roll over and go back to sleep.
But I didn't, I had a glass of water and splashed my face because I knew I would only be lying in bed for one more hour begrudging myself that I didn't go to the gym and would instead have to go after work when I'm tired and drained. I would start the day on a less positive note, that's for sure.
When you start going to the gym on a regular basis, at the same time each day, you start to get to know people. It's that community spirit that human beings need, and you can find it anywhere, whether it be in the workplace or your neighbourhood, or the gym! I love my gym for the fact that people of all ages, sizes and backgrounds, come together to keep healthy and spend time doing something so positive for themselves. It helps to keep you motivated too. You can be inspired by what the ultra fit lady is doing next to you with the kettle bells or stay focused together in a class. If the person next to you is continuing to lift those weights, it will spur you on to do the same.
This past month I have really seen a difference in my body. My arms are becoming more sculpted, my bum is firmer and my tummy is even getting more toned! I also have seen a difference in my health. I would always get ill with my asthma and have horrendous sore throats and coughs when the colder months kicked in. This year I have had one cold. That's it! And even when the dreaded time of the month looms and you're feeling agonised by cramps, just get on the cross trainer, they soon disappear.
The gym may not be for everyone but it really has turned my life around for the better, and the more I feel the benefits of keeping fit, the more I want to push myself. I've even signed up for a Body Combat Circuit training class (I think that's what they call it?!) first thing tomorrow morning.... Wish me luck!
In all honesty, I didn't think my will power was as strong as it appears to be. Will power is what makes me drag myself out of my bed and get to the gym 3 mornings a week. I prefer going to the gym at the crack of dawn. Call me mad, but it starts my day off so positively and gets my metabolism going. I sometimes will go after work or later in the morning at the weekend but generally I'm definitely a morning girl!
I have my days where I really 'can't be bothered'. Like this morning - my alarm went off at 6am, it was pitch black, I heard the rain tapping on my window, the wind rushing through the trees, and I just wanted to roll over and go back to sleep.
But I didn't, I had a glass of water and splashed my face because I knew I would only be lying in bed for one more hour begrudging myself that I didn't go to the gym and would instead have to go after work when I'm tired and drained. I would start the day on a less positive note, that's for sure.
(On the left) Out at The Midlands Fashion Awards on Friday (on the left) Back in 2007, cooking in Portugal
This past month I have really seen a difference in my body. My arms are becoming more sculpted, my bum is firmer and my tummy is even getting more toned! I also have seen a difference in my health. I would always get ill with my asthma and have horrendous sore throats and coughs when the colder months kicked in. This year I have had one cold. That's it! And even when the dreaded time of the month looms and you're feeling agonised by cramps, just get on the cross trainer, they soon disappear.
The gym may not be for everyone but it really has turned my life around for the better, and the more I feel the benefits of keeping fit, the more I want to push myself. I've even signed up for a Body Combat Circuit training class (I think that's what they call it?!) first thing tomorrow morning.... Wish me luck!
Saturday, 3 October 2015
Interview with Jezz: the muscles from Digbeth!
In Digbeth where I work in Birmingham, along with being a buzz of creativity, it is also becoming the place to come and train. The gyms in Digbeth, such as CrossFit Digbeth, are a world away from rooms filled with treadmills and bikes. Instead it's all about focusing on training the body to move the way it is meant to through a mix of cardio, weight lifting, gymnastics and core training.
I got to know one of the lovely guys who trains down in Digbeth, Jezz Freeth, a university student in Birmingham and also a personal trainer. He comes into our café at work, Fazeley Social, for a post-workout protein fix. Jezz has got a case of the fitness bug like me but Jezz is on a whole other level! He is even going to compete in Men's Physique 2016, for which he is now focusing on getting in the best shape possible along with a bit of fake tan!
So I thought I would interview Jezz to get some advice for all of my lovely followers, in case you have gotten bored of me rambling on about green juices and my sugar addiction...
Have you always been into health and fitness?
I was always active from a young age. Me and my older brother were into wrestling and admired people like Arnold Schwarzenegger for his physique. When I was 15 I got into cage fighting, which we had always been fans of. This really stepped it up for me being so physically demanding.
Me, my brother and my dad would train together and eating well was also always important at home.
How has going to the gym helped you?
Going to the gym has taught me the essentials in fitness and strength. At Athlete Box in Digbeth, I love that there are people of all ages and backgrounds working out together. I have different people I train with and then there are the classes which are good as you are not in control of what you are doing. You're less likely to give up and push your body further. Everyone is around you and you have to rise to the occasion.
You shouldn't be afraid of going to the gym, there is a place for everybody and everyone has different goals. Do what works for you and make sure to mix things up so your body doesn't get used to the workouts you do.
With all the hard work you put in at the gym, do you make sure you're putting the right food into your body?
When you eat a cleaner diet, you do notice a difference. It's like putting the right petrol into your car. I'm currently studying nutrition as part of my University course and do my own research as well. I follow what works best for me and the goals I want to achieve. It won't be the same for everybody!
I eat a lot of protein, to build muscle, and eat good carbs such as brown rice, quinoa and sweet potato. I don't believe in cutting any food group out of a diet. It's all required for a healthy body you just have to make sure it's balanced. Add extra vegetables onto your plate alongside your chicken or steak rather than making it carb heavy.
I work at the Juice Bar at the gym too and smoothies are a good boost for pre and post workouts at the gym. Add sweet fruit such as mango to sweeten the taste of the bitterness from the veg. And always make sure the ratio to fruit to veg is the same as too much fruit will spike your blood sugar level.
I have a very fast metabolism so I can get away with eating late at night, I don't really follow the rules of when you should and shouldn't eat.
You post these delicious photos of Protein Pancakes on Instagram, can you tell us your recipe?
These are a good way to start the day or to have after a workout as they keep you full for ages and are full of goodness.
Protein Pancakes:
One Banana
2 eggs
One cup of oats
Protein powder
Mix and blend the above ingredients together and cook as you would normal pancakes! You can ass honey, cinnamon and peanut butter to the mix too. Add some colourful berries too.
Can you give us one top on starting the day right?
I always start the day with a glass of water, you need to rehydrate after a nights sleep to get your body ready for the day!
I got to know one of the lovely guys who trains down in Digbeth, Jezz Freeth, a university student in Birmingham and also a personal trainer. He comes into our café at work, Fazeley Social, for a post-workout protein fix. Jezz has got a case of the fitness bug like me but Jezz is on a whole other level! He is even going to compete in Men's Physique 2016, for which he is now focusing on getting in the best shape possible along with a bit of fake tan!
I follow Jezz on Instagram, he inspires me to keep motivated and he also posts fantastic nutritional foodie shots that have really inspired me when I've struggled with knowing what I should eat following a workout.
So I thought I would interview Jezz to get some advice for all of my lovely followers, in case you have gotten bored of me rambling on about green juices and my sugar addiction...
Have you always been into health and fitness?
I was always active from a young age. Me and my older brother were into wrestling and admired people like Arnold Schwarzenegger for his physique. When I was 15 I got into cage fighting, which we had always been fans of. This really stepped it up for me being so physically demanding.
Me, my brother and my dad would train together and eating well was also always important at home.
How has going to the gym helped you?
Going to the gym has taught me the essentials in fitness and strength. At Athlete Box in Digbeth, I love that there are people of all ages and backgrounds working out together. I have different people I train with and then there are the classes which are good as you are not in control of what you are doing. You're less likely to give up and push your body further. Everyone is around you and you have to rise to the occasion.
You shouldn't be afraid of going to the gym, there is a place for everybody and everyone has different goals. Do what works for you and make sure to mix things up so your body doesn't get used to the workouts you do.
With all the hard work you put in at the gym, do you make sure you're putting the right food into your body?
When you eat a cleaner diet, you do notice a difference. It's like putting the right petrol into your car. I'm currently studying nutrition as part of my University course and do my own research as well. I follow what works best for me and the goals I want to achieve. It won't be the same for everybody!
I eat a lot of protein, to build muscle, and eat good carbs such as brown rice, quinoa and sweet potato. I don't believe in cutting any food group out of a diet. It's all required for a healthy body you just have to make sure it's balanced. Add extra vegetables onto your plate alongside your chicken or steak rather than making it carb heavy.
I work at the Juice Bar at the gym too and smoothies are a good boost for pre and post workouts at the gym. Add sweet fruit such as mango to sweeten the taste of the bitterness from the veg. And always make sure the ratio to fruit to veg is the same as too much fruit will spike your blood sugar level.
Do you follow 'rules' such as not eating after 7pm and working out in the morning rather than late at night?I have a very fast metabolism so I can get away with eating late at night, I don't really follow the rules of when you should and shouldn't eat.
As for what time of day to exercise, you have to do what works for you to make sure your lifestyle change is sustainable. Exercise when you can and fit it into how you live your life.You post these delicious photos of Protein Pancakes on Instagram, can you tell us your recipe?
These are a good way to start the day or to have after a workout as they keep you full for ages and are full of goodness.
Protein Pancakes:
One Banana
2 eggs
One cup of oats
Protein powder
Mix and blend the above ingredients together and cook as you would normal pancakes! You can ass honey, cinnamon and peanut butter to the mix too. Add some colourful berries too.
Can you give us one top on starting the day right?
I always start the day with a glass of water, you need to rehydrate after a nights sleep to get your body ready for the day!
Thursday, 3 September 2015
The Slippery Slope...
So after meeting my target of wearing a bikini for the very first time on holiday, I feel a little deflated. Holidays at my second home in Portugal usually include a fair amount of indulgence, such as too much wine and beer along with chips with steak and pepper sauce... And my friend Marga's famous chocolate cake which you just cannot say no to. And I know, I was on holiday, I'm allowed to indulge but it is incredible to see how the body can get hooked on bad habits so easily.
Back home, I try and be good during the week and let go a little at the weekend. This means avoiding sugar, processed foods, caffeine, and white carbs. So after a week of giving my body what it use to survive on, my body was hooked again.
I went back to work feeling bloated, tired, spotty, and rather grumpy. I had caught a head cold on the plane too which made me even more grumpy. I didn't make it back to the gym until the Thursday so it the longest I'd gone without going to the gym.
It was so difficult to get back into my routine. I had major headaches at work and it wasn't until I gave in and had a coffee, I realised my body was craving the caffeine hit I'd been giving it every morning on holiday.
My sugar addiction was also back, probably from the booze consumption and ice creams, and I was craving a sugar hit after my eating my lunch. This is the hardest thing for me to resist... That sweet fix after eating something savoury.
Four weeks on and I have to say I am still struggling to cut out the naughty habits that once upon a time led me to becoming very overweight and insecure. My tummy is still not as flat as it was pre-holiday and my energy levels are all over the place.
My anxiety keeps making small comebacks but as soon as I hit the gym, my mind feels back on track but I haven't been able to get back into my gym routine... I had a very nasty injury on my friend's hen weekend (don't ask) so this has hindered me a lot over the past two weeks.
However, tonight I went to the gym and did a really good session, and for the first time my injury didn't cause me any problems. I also have a personal training session with Anna on Tuesday who continues to support me. She knows I've taken a little backwards step but I know she will help me to up my game now I'm feeling better.
My diet is much better this week, as soon as I'm back working out it makes me more conscious of how I'm fuelling myself and I'm less likely to want to put any crap down my neck!
I was feeling terribly anxious when I woke up this morning after a terrible nights sleep, thinking I was slipping back into my old ways but I feel like I have pulled myself out of it.
It's important to remember that we are only human after all and to give ourselves a break. As Anna said, it's very easy to slip back into old ways but so much harder to get back on track... So maybe it's best to keep that healthy balance in mind but enjoy life at the same time.
Back home, I try and be good during the week and let go a little at the weekend. This means avoiding sugar, processed foods, caffeine, and white carbs. So after a week of giving my body what it use to survive on, my body was hooked again.
I went back to work feeling bloated, tired, spotty, and rather grumpy. I had caught a head cold on the plane too which made me even more grumpy. I didn't make it back to the gym until the Thursday so it the longest I'd gone without going to the gym.
It was so difficult to get back into my routine. I had major headaches at work and it wasn't until I gave in and had a coffee, I realised my body was craving the caffeine hit I'd been giving it every morning on holiday.
My sugar addiction was also back, probably from the booze consumption and ice creams, and I was craving a sugar hit after my eating my lunch. This is the hardest thing for me to resist... That sweet fix after eating something savoury.
Four weeks on and I have to say I am still struggling to cut out the naughty habits that once upon a time led me to becoming very overweight and insecure. My tummy is still not as flat as it was pre-holiday and my energy levels are all over the place.
My anxiety keeps making small comebacks but as soon as I hit the gym, my mind feels back on track but I haven't been able to get back into my gym routine... I had a very nasty injury on my friend's hen weekend (don't ask) so this has hindered me a lot over the past two weeks.
However, tonight I went to the gym and did a really good session, and for the first time my injury didn't cause me any problems. I also have a personal training session with Anna on Tuesday who continues to support me. She knows I've taken a little backwards step but I know she will help me to up my game now I'm feeling better.
My diet is much better this week, as soon as I'm back working out it makes me more conscious of how I'm fuelling myself and I'm less likely to want to put any crap down my neck!
I was feeling terribly anxious when I woke up this morning after a terrible nights sleep, thinking I was slipping back into my old ways but I feel like I have pulled myself out of it.
It's important to remember that we are only human after all and to give ourselves a break. As Anna said, it's very easy to slip back into old ways but so much harder to get back on track... So maybe it's best to keep that healthy balance in mind but enjoy life at the same time.
Monday, 17 August 2015
An Ode to Burgau and the Bikini
I have recently been away on holiday to my second home, Burgau in Portugal, for a week of pure relaxation, good food even better booze! Cristiano in Smugglers Bar makes the best Gin and Tonic... not so great for my waist line but more on that in my next blog post!
Burgau is the ultimate 'happy place' for me... I first went there aged 20 to work behind a bar with my best friend Joe, knowing no one but each other. It was a life changing decision and I'm so glad I did something completely out of my comfort zone at a time when I was shy and feeling insecure.
By the end of that first summer, I was more confident, had made life-long friends and could speak to just about anyone after nights spent serving drunken teenagers.
Nine years on, I'm still in love with the little fishing village that boasts steep cobbled streets, friendly locals, a beautiful beach, my favourite tapas restaurant, No. 9, stunning cliff top views and a community spirit higher than anywhere else I've ever visited.
Burgau is very special for another reason too. I had some hypnotherapy a year or two ago to get over some issues that were making me a rather unhappy girl following a horrible break up. I was asked to imagine a happy place throughout the process and mine was Burgau beach surrounded by all my friends and family with Bob Marley being played in the Beach Bar. In my head it was like my wedding day, except there was no groom. Just me, smiling in a beautiful white dress, dancing with everyone who I could trust and had always accepted me for my true self, whether I was a size 22 or 12.
So Burgau beach is an important place for me for many reasons... and this particular holiday I knew I would be spending most of my time on it. Joe and I love the beach and we both needed a week of pure relaxation. That means lying horizontal on the sand, listening to Madonna on our headphones, and making the occasional trip down to the clear blue sea for a cooling off.
Being the fashion conscious girl I am, I wanted to look and feel good on the beach rather than spend my week worrying about my wobbly tummy and hot sweaty thighs rubbing together as I made my way down the beach. Not a good feeling...
My first health and fitness goal since joining the gym was wearing the fitted pink lace dress to my friend Carrie's wedding, which I did and felt the best I've ever felt. Glowing, happy and healthy. My second goal came in the form of a bikini. One clothing item I have never, ever worn.
My friend Katie leant me a stunning polka dot bikini from Primark, a complete bargain, to try on. She knew I felt apprehensive and she thought this particular style would suit me. And she was right! The halter neck bra and fifties-style shorts flattered my figure, which is becoming more hour-glass than potato-like thanks to my time in the gym, and I actually felt good in it!
My tummy was still wobbly and had stretch-marks due to the extent of my weight loss, and my thighs were still curvy... but I chose to focus on my good bits. My shoulders were looking more toned and upper arms more sculpted, and you could actually see my belly button! A few more circuits and weights, and lots of hot water and lemon, and I would be feeling even more confident...
I previously had always worn swimsuits or tankinis on holiday, and had always envied my friends in their bikinis with their brown tummies. If I looked back to three or four years ago, I would never have believed that I would one day walk down Burgau beach in a bikini - it just seemed too far out of my reach when I was at the weight I was.
So the first day of our week in the sun came and I put on the bikini... and I felt so free and happy on that first walk down to the sea. Liberated from that prison of insecurities. I looked around the beach and there were women of all sizes and shapes confidently walking into the sea and playing bat and ball. How had I spent so long worrying about what people thought of my wobbly thighs? You never know, they might have been looking at my cleavage thinking, 'Lucky girl!'
I have chosen to post this photo below, which was taken six days into the holiday, rather than one on the first day where my tummy looked a lot flatter! Due to a few boozy nights and coffees with cows milk and a nibble of bread before dinner, my tummy soon felt the effects... However, it was my week to enjoy and by then, I really didn't give one hoot!
So here's to wearing exactly what you want and learning to feel good about yourself for who you are, no matter what other people say or think. Cheers!
Burgau is the ultimate 'happy place' for me... I first went there aged 20 to work behind a bar with my best friend Joe, knowing no one but each other. It was a life changing decision and I'm so glad I did something completely out of my comfort zone at a time when I was shy and feeling insecure.
By the end of that first summer, I was more confident, had made life-long friends and could speak to just about anyone after nights spent serving drunken teenagers.Nine years on, I'm still in love with the little fishing village that boasts steep cobbled streets, friendly locals, a beautiful beach, my favourite tapas restaurant, No. 9, stunning cliff top views and a community spirit higher than anywhere else I've ever visited.
Burgau is very special for another reason too. I had some hypnotherapy a year or two ago to get over some issues that were making me a rather unhappy girl following a horrible break up. I was asked to imagine a happy place throughout the process and mine was Burgau beach surrounded by all my friends and family with Bob Marley being played in the Beach Bar. In my head it was like my wedding day, except there was no groom. Just me, smiling in a beautiful white dress, dancing with everyone who I could trust and had always accepted me for my true self, whether I was a size 22 or 12.
So Burgau beach is an important place for me for many reasons... and this particular holiday I knew I would be spending most of my time on it. Joe and I love the beach and we both needed a week of pure relaxation. That means lying horizontal on the sand, listening to Madonna on our headphones, and making the occasional trip down to the clear blue sea for a cooling off.
Being the fashion conscious girl I am, I wanted to look and feel good on the beach rather than spend my week worrying about my wobbly tummy and hot sweaty thighs rubbing together as I made my way down the beach. Not a good feeling...
Joe, Tracy, our lovely boss at Jimmi's bar, and me seven years ago!
My first health and fitness goal since joining the gym was wearing the fitted pink lace dress to my friend Carrie's wedding, which I did and felt the best I've ever felt. Glowing, happy and healthy. My second goal came in the form of a bikini. One clothing item I have never, ever worn.
My friend Katie leant me a stunning polka dot bikini from Primark, a complete bargain, to try on. She knew I felt apprehensive and she thought this particular style would suit me. And she was right! The halter neck bra and fifties-style shorts flattered my figure, which is becoming more hour-glass than potato-like thanks to my time in the gym, and I actually felt good in it!
Burgau Beach
I previously had always worn swimsuits or tankinis on holiday, and had always envied my friends in their bikinis with their brown tummies. If I looked back to three or four years ago, I would never have believed that I would one day walk down Burgau beach in a bikini - it just seemed too far out of my reach when I was at the weight I was.
So the first day of our week in the sun came and I put on the bikini... and I felt so free and happy on that first walk down to the sea. Liberated from that prison of insecurities. I looked around the beach and there were women of all sizes and shapes confidently walking into the sea and playing bat and ball. How had I spent so long worrying about what people thought of my wobbly thighs? You never know, they might have been looking at my cleavage thinking, 'Lucky girl!'
No. 9 restaurant in Burgau where the owner, Marga, is renowned for her deliciously naughty chocolate cake - the recipe is a secret!
I have chosen to post this photo below, which was taken six days into the holiday, rather than one on the first day where my tummy looked a lot flatter! Due to a few boozy nights and coffees with cows milk and a nibble of bread before dinner, my tummy soon felt the effects... However, it was my week to enjoy and by then, I really didn't give one hoot!
So here's to wearing exactly what you want and learning to feel good about yourself for who you are, no matter what other people say or think. Cheers!
Monday, 27 July 2015
The Happy Drug
I'm back from a lovely weekend away in the countryside. Lots of sea air, chilling out, cooking good food and perhaps drinking a little bit too much red wine.
I know I've over indulged in sugar and booze but I'm back on my hot water and lemon and heading for a workout after work (I couldn't quite get out of bed this morning after a long journey home last night!) I'm actually excited to go to the gym. I haven't been since Wednesday as I had a long weekend. I'm anxious to get back and get the endorphins flowing through my body.
I'm now one of those people who get anxious if I know I can't get to the gym the amount of times I would like to each week. I know it can only be a good thing as it has kept me loyal to the weights and cross trainer, and I haven't had a major gym absence since I started going in December.
This has made me realise something about exercise and why it can be SO addictive. Along with my body becoming healthier, my mind is too.
My anxiety issues have switched to being worried about not being able to work out instead of worrying about what people think when they look at me.
I know I've over indulged in sugar and booze but I'm back on my hot water and lemon and heading for a workout after work (I couldn't quite get out of bed this morning after a long journey home last night!) I'm actually excited to go to the gym. I haven't been since Wednesday as I had a long weekend. I'm anxious to get back and get the endorphins flowing through my body.
I'm now one of those people who get anxious if I know I can't get to the gym the amount of times I would like to each week. I know it can only be a good thing as it has kept me loyal to the weights and cross trainer, and I haven't had a major gym absence since I started going in December.
This has made me realise something about exercise and why it can be SO addictive. Along with my body becoming healthier, my mind is too.
My anxiety issues have switched to being worried about not being able to work out instead of worrying about what people think when they look at me.
I prefer to workout on my own than in classes at the moment. For me working out is my 'me time'. It's the time where I have experienced the most zen-like experiences. I guess it has become my form of meditation where I am completely in the present, not thinking about the past or future, but concentrating on being able to lift that weight or run as fast as I can for 30 seconds, and then feel the adrenalin through my body once I have conquered my little challenges.
In our busy world of work, family commitments and socialising, it can be easy to forget to be happy with what you have in the present instead of constantly looking for the next best thing.
My friends recently had a discussion about who was the most happy in our group. I personally don't think you can easily quantify happiness. Everyone has gone through different life experiences and have personal aspirations in life. I can say I am happy, and one of the happiest times of my day, is leaving the gym after a cold shower!
I am going through one of the happiest periods of my life. I am nearly free from the prison of insecurities I felt throughout my younger years of being very overweight and I am celebrating what I have in the present. A healthier mind and body, and so much I want to do now I am more confident and content within myself.
Here are a few recent happy moments in 2015...
Sunday, 28 June 2015
6 months on
I'm sorry to have been completely slack with my writing recently but I promise to get back to regular blogs. I've changed up my routine at the gym and really seeing the benefits. My body continues to change week by week thanks to my inspiring and supportive personal trainer, Anna. This week she has mixed up my programme and my body is reacting well! I do a mix of high intervenal training, circuits and weights. No walking on a treadmill for an hour for me.
What I like about incorporating exercise into my life is when I do sessions when I would normally be getting drunk in a pub or sleeping in. My last two personal training sessions have been on a Friday night and then 8am this morning (yep, it's a Sunday). It's refreshing and it takes your body by surprise. It certainly did this morning... But I feel amazing now and can enjoy a lay Sunday without feeling guilty.
I can't imagine not exercising now... Along with sculpting my body, losing fat and being generally healthier, it has also beat away bouts of anxiety I would get and I no longer worry about what I look like to other people. I used to spend hours of my life worrying about how I looked. Instead of spending energy worrying, spend it getting a sweat on. If I could only give one piece advice, that would be it.
I also understand my body better now, having to stare at it whilst looking hot and sweaty in a mirror whilst you work out will do that! I know what makes me feel good and what makes me feel like crap but I've also learnt not to be scared to indulge a little. It's the 80/20 balance.
I've met a few personal targets in the past row months, such as wearing a tight fitting lace dress to my friend's wedding and feeling good in it! In the week running up to the wedding I cut out cows milk and coffee and just drank hot water, lemon and ginger... I can't tell you the difference it made to me. No horrible sluggish feeling or bloat, which I would always get after just one coffee. It's different for everyone though, you just need to do a few tests and cut certain foods out to find out what doesn't suit your body.
I also have a green juice every morning... I moved away from fruit heavy smoothies that spiked my sugar levels. I have raw spinach, kale, cucumber, carrot and apple with almond milk, and add a spoonful of peanut butter for protein and a sprinkling of cinnamon or cayenne pepper. Try it, it sounds disgusting but just add a spice or lemon juice or ginger to sweeten it up naturally.
Over the next month I have another personal goal - wearing a bikini. It is something I have NEVER done. I tried one on on Friday and I actually felt good in it, I just want to tone my tummy some more over the next month to feel more confident. Pass me the hot water and lemon...
What I like about incorporating exercise into my life is when I do sessions when I would normally be getting drunk in a pub or sleeping in. My last two personal training sessions have been on a Friday night and then 8am this morning (yep, it's a Sunday). It's refreshing and it takes your body by surprise. It certainly did this morning... But I feel amazing now and can enjoy a lay Sunday without feeling guilty.
I can't imagine not exercising now... Along with sculpting my body, losing fat and being generally healthier, it has also beat away bouts of anxiety I would get and I no longer worry about what I look like to other people. I used to spend hours of my life worrying about how I looked. Instead of spending energy worrying, spend it getting a sweat on. If I could only give one piece advice, that would be it.
I also understand my body better now, having to stare at it whilst looking hot and sweaty in a mirror whilst you work out will do that! I know what makes me feel good and what makes me feel like crap but I've also learnt not to be scared to indulge a little. It's the 80/20 balance.
I've met a few personal targets in the past row months, such as wearing a tight fitting lace dress to my friend's wedding and feeling good in it! In the week running up to the wedding I cut out cows milk and coffee and just drank hot water, lemon and ginger... I can't tell you the difference it made to me. No horrible sluggish feeling or bloat, which I would always get after just one coffee. It's different for everyone though, you just need to do a few tests and cut certain foods out to find out what doesn't suit your body.
I also have a green juice every morning... I moved away from fruit heavy smoothies that spiked my sugar levels. I have raw spinach, kale, cucumber, carrot and apple with almond milk, and add a spoonful of peanut butter for protein and a sprinkling of cinnamon or cayenne pepper. Try it, it sounds disgusting but just add a spice or lemon juice or ginger to sweeten it up naturally.
Over the next month I have another personal goal - wearing a bikini. It is something I have NEVER done. I tried one on on Friday and I actually felt good in it, I just want to tone my tummy some more over the next month to feel more confident. Pass me the hot water and lemon...
Tuesday, 7 April 2015
And Push!
There was a point in my personal training session whee I though, gosh this might be what childbirth is like...
Now I know you mothers out there will scoff but I was on the leg press with my knees up by my ears and I had to push back, lifting over half the stack of weights. I had already done 4 circuits, 1000m on the rower and leg reps.... but yes, I am probably exaggerating.
I had that same feeling tonight, I didn't feel like I had the energy for the gym after the Bank Holiday weekend but I had my personal training booked in with the lovely, supportive Anna. Unlike a scary PE teacher I had at school, and who I would often forge absence notes to so I could get out of making a show of myself on the running track, I look forward to my Anna sessions. She pushes me that bit further but we still have a giggle... Again it's all about balance. She has a way of making me go that little bit further and before I know it, I'm doing it!
Now I'm home and lying in bed, I feel ten times better than I would have done if I had slumped in front of the TV. I have dropped 4lbs since my last weight in and have gained 3lbs in muscle! The more muscle, the more fat I burn...
This has given me that kick of motivation I need to keep going. I saw how pleased Anna was with the results and it's so important to have someone supporting you and helping you along the way. They can't do it for you but having that support is paramount.
I'm really pleased to know that this blog has helped a good friend Like me, she was scared of people looking at her in the gym, specifically when she ran. So much so, she wouldn't run. However, knowing she wasn't alone in feeling self-conscious at the gym, she did it. She ran for 30 seconds... I mean, what's the worse that could happen?
I've been going to the gym regularly for 3 months now and when I started I could barely look at myself in the mirror and didn't want to get sweaty in fear of how disgusting I look. 3 months on, Anna noted tonight that this has completely changed.
I don't think about what I look like in the gym and this has carried on through my every day life. I'm walking taller, feeling stronger and, most importantly, I'm feeling healthier.
To finish my post I thought I would share a quick and easy recipe I do for post-gym workouts...
Get 2 eggs and whisk them, add light seasoning and a pinch of cayenne pepper.
Grate half a courgette and carrot and add it to a hot frying pan and sauté in a tiny bit of butter for a few minutes. Add chopped avocado.
Lower the heat and add the eggs and scramble the ingredients together.
Instead of eggs you could add strips of chicken or salmon and a bit of soy sauce for a healthy stir fry.
Serve with gem lettuce or rye bread or oat cakes.
Now I know you mothers out there will scoff but I was on the leg press with my knees up by my ears and I had to push back, lifting over half the stack of weights. I had already done 4 circuits, 1000m on the rower and leg reps.... but yes, I am probably exaggerating.
I had that same feeling tonight, I didn't feel like I had the energy for the gym after the Bank Holiday weekend but I had my personal training booked in with the lovely, supportive Anna. Unlike a scary PE teacher I had at school, and who I would often forge absence notes to so I could get out of making a show of myself on the running track, I look forward to my Anna sessions. She pushes me that bit further but we still have a giggle... Again it's all about balance. She has a way of making me go that little bit further and before I know it, I'm doing it!
Now I'm home and lying in bed, I feel ten times better than I would have done if I had slumped in front of the TV. I have dropped 4lbs since my last weight in and have gained 3lbs in muscle! The more muscle, the more fat I burn...
This has given me that kick of motivation I need to keep going. I saw how pleased Anna was with the results and it's so important to have someone supporting you and helping you along the way. They can't do it for you but having that support is paramount.
I'm really pleased to know that this blog has helped a good friend Like me, she was scared of people looking at her in the gym, specifically when she ran. So much so, she wouldn't run. However, knowing she wasn't alone in feeling self-conscious at the gym, she did it. She ran for 30 seconds... I mean, what's the worse that could happen?
I've been going to the gym regularly for 3 months now and when I started I could barely look at myself in the mirror and didn't want to get sweaty in fear of how disgusting I look. 3 months on, Anna noted tonight that this has completely changed.
I don't think about what I look like in the gym and this has carried on through my every day life. I'm walking taller, feeling stronger and, most importantly, I'm feeling healthier.
To finish my post I thought I would share a quick and easy recipe I do for post-gym workouts...
Get 2 eggs and whisk them, add light seasoning and a pinch of cayenne pepper.
Grate half a courgette and carrot and add it to a hot frying pan and sauté in a tiny bit of butter for a few minutes. Add chopped avocado.
Lower the heat and add the eggs and scramble the ingredients together.
Instead of eggs you could add strips of chicken or salmon and a bit of soy sauce for a healthy stir fry.
Serve with gem lettuce or rye bread or oat cakes.
Tuesday, 10 March 2015
The Mood Lifter
I feel like shouting from the roof tops tonight. Tonight I experienced something I've never experienced before. A mood lift that went from so low to high that I feel inspired to write to tell you all.
I have just got back from the gym.... It was somewhere I really didn't want to go tonight. I have been away on two very boozy weekends in a row and today I was on what they call 'a comedown'. Yesterday I was so tired I felt giddy and tipsy but today the over-indulgence hit me.
I know for sure that my willpower has over taken my mind and body because a year ago I would have gone straight to bed in my mood. Instead I got home and put my gym kit on (that felt slightly tighter than normal over my bloated tummy - alcohol will do that) and just went for it.
I don't know if it was the need to get the toxins out of my body or the fact I felt guilty for my over-indulgence but I did my time on the rowing machine at my fastest I've done so far. I also moved the weights up a notch.
I left the gym smiling and feeling elated. I had arrived at the gym feeling lumpy, tired, angry, irritated, ugly... You get the idea.
Now, believe me, a year ago I could never have even imagined myself sweating on a rowing machine but I have got to the stage where I feel confident amongst burly men doing weights. Although I don't grunt like them.
What my point of this blog is... If you don't do much exercise, start to add a little to your day. Even if it's a half an hour walk round the park. Even when you're feeling rubbish just get up and do it. It's not
just about making your body healthier but your mind too. I can't tell you how much clearer my mind is tonight and my body already feels less bloated and tired.
A lot of people have recently asked how I've gotten down from a size 20 to (in some shops) a 12... Well, there is sadly no magic wand to make those extra tyres disappear or to stop your hand reaching for another chocolate.
It's willpower. If you want to do it, you will. And it's about balance too. I was eating a burger at 4am on Saturday morning in Dublin but I knew I would be back to my lighter food this week. Also, my one tip to end this blog is to cut out hidden sugars... Each morning I thought I was being healthy by eating granola with yoghurt and fruit. I may as well have been eating a bowl of sugar! I have a vegetable filled frittata or green juice smoothie first thing now... It keeps me going until lunchtime but if I feel peckish I snack on nuts.
I will be back with further healthy eating tips next time.
Tuesday, 13 January 2015
The lost years
I read something today that really hit home. It was an interview with a minor celebrity who had lost six stone in the public eye. She said the negative comments from internet trolls actually spurred her on to do it and keep at it, change her lifestyle as I have. Then she said that she was obese from the age of six and had lost all of her best years, as she didn't start losing it until her late 20s (like me).
This hit home today and I thought back over the years of how I struggled with my inner enemies. The feeling of self loathing which would often hold me back from doing things. Even small events like going swimming when I was on holiday at the age of 12. I even felt too self-conscious at that young age to get my body out into the public for fear of being judged by snooty French women (our family were French caravan holiday types).
I wallowed about this today until I started to look back at my profile pictures on Facebook. You know the annoying viral campaign to get everyone to post their first profile picture? Well mine is of me sitting on the side of a fountain laughing hysterically, during my first summer in Portugal (where I did three summers working as a barmaid) and minutes later I was pushed into the said fountain by my lovely friends. As I clicked through the profile pictures of yesteryear, it occurred to me that yes, my face was fatter and my chin jigglier, but I was always smiling.
Going to Portugal and working behind a bar really boosted my confidence. I made incredible friends and was accepted for who I was. There are so many photos of me on nights out in lovely dresses having a good time. I was also always having moments of feeling utterly self conscious... I know I would spend ages deciding what to wear, especially to the beach. However, I had a bloody good time. Even though I was a good few sizes bigger when I worked in Portugal, I didn't really ever struggle to attract attention of the opposite sex. It perhaps wasn't always the right sort of attention, which is down to the fact I wasn't truly happy with myself. I didn't have the confidence to pursue anything longer term and a quick fling ensured I would not end up getting hurt. Well, so I thought.
I think in the end, when you hit 25 and events start to happen around you to make you realise life is pretty short. It's time to take charge and make your life even better.
I was tired of feeling self-conscious, bored of just wearing dresses - I wanted to feel good in jeans too! I also wanted to walk brazenly into the sea, feeling confident and.not giving a damn what people think. And slowly but surely, I really don't give a damn what people think.
I am a self confessed gym bunny now. I still think I must look like a twat when I do my 30 seconds of intense, fast running but I don't care. Before I started at the gym, I was scared of looking like the fat girl with her tummy wobbling as she ran and big boobs giving her black eyes. Once you're in your zone you realise everyone else is too and they're too busy puffing and panting to care about the person next to them on the cross trainer.
So yes, my life could be very different if I had been a size ten throughout my teens and early twenties. I could be engaged or married with children, having found the one. I could be higher up the career ladder if I'd always had the confidence I have now. But you know what, I believe every battle you face in life happens for a reason. I'm just excited to know what will happen next, now I'm the happier, healthier, confident me.
This hit home today and I thought back over the years of how I struggled with my inner enemies. The feeling of self loathing which would often hold me back from doing things. Even small events like going swimming when I was on holiday at the age of 12. I even felt too self-conscious at that young age to get my body out into the public for fear of being judged by snooty French women (our family were French caravan holiday types).
I wallowed about this today until I started to look back at my profile pictures on Facebook. You know the annoying viral campaign to get everyone to post their first profile picture? Well mine is of me sitting on the side of a fountain laughing hysterically, during my first summer in Portugal (where I did three summers working as a barmaid) and minutes later I was pushed into the said fountain by my lovely friends. As I clicked through the profile pictures of yesteryear, it occurred to me that yes, my face was fatter and my chin jigglier, but I was always smiling.
Going to Portugal and working behind a bar really boosted my confidence. I made incredible friends and was accepted for who I was. There are so many photos of me on nights out in lovely dresses having a good time. I was also always having moments of feeling utterly self conscious... I know I would spend ages deciding what to wear, especially to the beach. However, I had a bloody good time. Even though I was a good few sizes bigger when I worked in Portugal, I didn't really ever struggle to attract attention of the opposite sex. It perhaps wasn't always the right sort of attention, which is down to the fact I wasn't truly happy with myself. I didn't have the confidence to pursue anything longer term and a quick fling ensured I would not end up getting hurt. Well, so I thought.
I think in the end, when you hit 25 and events start to happen around you to make you realise life is pretty short. It's time to take charge and make your life even better.
I was tired of feeling self-conscious, bored of just wearing dresses - I wanted to feel good in jeans too! I also wanted to walk brazenly into the sea, feeling confident and.not giving a damn what people think. And slowly but surely, I really don't give a damn what people think.
I am a self confessed gym bunny now. I still think I must look like a twat when I do my 30 seconds of intense, fast running but I don't care. Before I started at the gym, I was scared of looking like the fat girl with her tummy wobbling as she ran and big boobs giving her black eyes. Once you're in your zone you realise everyone else is too and they're too busy puffing and panting to care about the person next to them on the cross trainer.
So yes, my life could be very different if I had been a size ten throughout my teens and early twenties. I could be engaged or married with children, having found the one. I could be higher up the career ladder if I'd always had the confidence I have now. But you know what, I believe every battle you face in life happens for a reason. I'm just excited to know what will happen next, now I'm the happier, healthier, confident me.
Thursday, 18 December 2014
The importance of acceptance.
I promised myself this year I would write more and I guess I let myself down again. So I thought I would crack on with my 2015 resolution and start as I mean to go on and make amends with that resolution.
The difference today is that I've been very inspired to write recently. With my birthday tomorrow, the week running up to it has always been a time of reflection for me. I look back to where I was last year and it truly is incredible to see how much can change in many aspects of your life in one year. Luckily for me it is all for the better this year... Now that is a nice thing to say.
2014 wasn't a bed of roses, believe me, but I've come out the other side a stronger person and happier than I've ever been before. Let me explain....
This time last year I was getting over a horrible break up and the whole process was tearing me apart, killing my confidence and making me generally bleak.
I've previously spoken to you before about my weight loss... Well, I never admitted this before but the main trigger for me to really lose all my weight was him. Pre-him I had started to lose weight, I think I was at my biggest in 2007 but being with him really spurred me on to lose more. The reason was certain comments were made and I never felt good enough to be by his side. I had no confidence in my self at all around him. I was even conscious of everything that came out of my mouth (he would correct my English). It was tiring and draining, and I became a person my mum admitted she no longer recognised.
You're probably feeling anger and hate for him now but he actually did me a favour. Yes, perhaps eating soup and Ryvita for dinner was a little extreme (it didn't last long) but going through that horrible process meant it gave me the kick start I needed.
A year on, well 2 months following our break up, I am no longer doing it for him, it's purely for my self. I thrive off the fact I'm leading a healthier lifestyle, releasing those amazing things called endorphins in the gym and feeling the most confident I have ever felt in my self.
Notice that I didn't mention the size of my dress there... Well, as the theme of this blog is acceptance, I need to explain just how lucky a girl I am. Although I used to have a man in my life who was toxic, luckily for me I always had a strong group of friends and family to fall back on.
I visited my best friend Joe at the weekend. We were talking about my losing weight and the ex etc and Joe simply said:
"Liz, in our group of friends you were never the big girl. It was never mentioned between us and we only started talking about it when you started losing weight and thought, oh Liz is looking really good and happy. It was never, ever an issue and if the occasional drunk ever said anything to you we would all just be really shocked and get protective."
I look back now and remember how much time I would spend thinking about what I looked like to other people. Joe remembers how long it used to take me to get ready and how many times I would get changed before a night out. I guess my glamorous clothes were an armour and distraction from the self conscious feelings that were bubbling away underneath.
A year on I am still single but I truly feel happy with that (I haven't always felt like this year).I believe you don't meet the person you're meant to be with until you're happy with yourself. Well I am now.so bring it on karmic universe.
I am waking up on my own on my birthday, something I've never done but want to do, without an armour of family or friends initially around me. Then I have a day filled with the truest kind of love a girl could ask for, and plenty of Prosecco. I am so lucky.
Lizzie
The difference today is that I've been very inspired to write recently. With my birthday tomorrow, the week running up to it has always been a time of reflection for me. I look back to where I was last year and it truly is incredible to see how much can change in many aspects of your life in one year. Luckily for me it is all for the better this year... Now that is a nice thing to say.
2014 wasn't a bed of roses, believe me, but I've come out the other side a stronger person and happier than I've ever been before. Let me explain....
This time last year I was getting over a horrible break up and the whole process was tearing me apart, killing my confidence and making me generally bleak.
I've previously spoken to you before about my weight loss... Well, I never admitted this before but the main trigger for me to really lose all my weight was him. Pre-him I had started to lose weight, I think I was at my biggest in 2007 but being with him really spurred me on to lose more. The reason was certain comments were made and I never felt good enough to be by his side. I had no confidence in my self at all around him. I was even conscious of everything that came out of my mouth (he would correct my English). It was tiring and draining, and I became a person my mum admitted she no longer recognised.
You're probably feeling anger and hate for him now but he actually did me a favour. Yes, perhaps eating soup and Ryvita for dinner was a little extreme (it didn't last long) but going through that horrible process meant it gave me the kick start I needed.
A year on, well 2 months following our break up, I am no longer doing it for him, it's purely for my self. I thrive off the fact I'm leading a healthier lifestyle, releasing those amazing things called endorphins in the gym and feeling the most confident I have ever felt in my self.
Notice that I didn't mention the size of my dress there... Well, as the theme of this blog is acceptance, I need to explain just how lucky a girl I am. Although I used to have a man in my life who was toxic, luckily for me I always had a strong group of friends and family to fall back on.
I visited my best friend Joe at the weekend. We were talking about my losing weight and the ex etc and Joe simply said:
"Liz, in our group of friends you were never the big girl. It was never mentioned between us and we only started talking about it when you started losing weight and thought, oh Liz is looking really good and happy. It was never, ever an issue and if the occasional drunk ever said anything to you we would all just be really shocked and get protective."
I look back now and remember how much time I would spend thinking about what I looked like to other people. Joe remembers how long it used to take me to get ready and how many times I would get changed before a night out. I guess my glamorous clothes were an armour and distraction from the self conscious feelings that were bubbling away underneath.
A year on I am still single but I truly feel happy with that (I haven't always felt like this year).I believe you don't meet the person you're meant to be with until you're happy with yourself. Well I am now.so bring it on karmic universe.
I am waking up on my own on my birthday, something I've never done but want to do, without an armour of family or friends initially around me. Then I have a day filled with the truest kind of love a girl could ask for, and plenty of Prosecco. I am so lucky.
Lizzie
Thursday, 27 March 2014
10 Things I Love About Losing Weight
I write this full of a cold or some type of chest infection, I'm rattling like an 80 year old. This week my body has craved chocolate and bread due to feeling like utter crap. No one told me that salads would be the last thing you'd want to eat when ill... So what do I do when I crave the two vices in my life. I give in, just a little. I fed my body the sugar it craved from some lovely Green and Black's chocolate (organic at least!) and for the first time in months, I had a sandwich for lunch today.
I believe in listening to the body, sometimes it just needs to delve back into eating for comfort to get you back on the path of well being. Yes, sugar is the number one enemy but sometimes it's good to give your body what it wants. I know I'll be back on my normal routine next week, it's just about balance and moderation after all! When I'm less ill, if I crave chocolate at night I normally have a mug of Cadbury's highlights for the choc fix!
So I divert... This blog is meant to be about the 10 things I love about losing weight... I've learnt a hell of a lot about myself and those around me over the past year. Here's just a few things I love about my new healthy lifestyle and how my life has been enhanced...
1. I feel so much more confident. I always thought I was pretty confident but it was always a bit forced in reality. I still have my self-conscious, 'do I look fat in this?' moments but on the whole I feel a hell of a lot more sure of myself. If a guy used to look at me, I'd think he was looking and thinking, 'urgh'. And it's not about the size of your dress... About how you feel inside and how that carries through in everyday life.
2. I can wear jeans and a top. Muffin top... Whatever you call it. We all have the bits of our body we hate. Mine is the tummy area and it's an area I'm still working on but I do feel confident enough to wear jeans and a top now. It might not sound that exciting to you but for someone who could never carry off jeans due to lumpy thighs and a tummy that would stick out leaving me look pretty much pregnant, it feels like an achievement! I still prefer the glamour of a dress, always.
3. I don't feel self conscious. Now I've shrunk to a smaller size, it's only now that I realise just how much time and experiences I have wasted in my life from being self conscious. This is a huge part of my wanting to make some changes. I often think how my life would have panned out if I had grown up being a size 10... But then I wouldn't be the person I am today if I did. I now spend hardly any time worrying about my wobbly bits, I still have the shadow of the fat girl hang ups hanging over me but slowly they are going. And I feel like I am truly living my life.
4. No more name calling. If you're fat you're gonna be called names, it's inevitable. Just like skinny people are targeted too. Everyone has an opinion on your size and some will tell you without any sensitivity. If you're ready, like I was, it will knock you into the reality of needing to make changes and doing something about it, but only if you want to - for you! No one else... It just won't work if you're not doing it for your self. I've been called some truly vile things throughout my life, particularly at Hugh school where I was actually scared to go to some lessons. I only have to look back and look at myself today and just think, well thanks! You made me who I am.
5. I know what foods make me feel good. I know sliced bread doesn't agree with me, so I rarely eat it. I know red meat isn't my best friend so I eat chicken instead. I know dairy is pretty much the enemy so I cut down on the cheddar. I know vegetables give me energy so I eat a variety everyday. I know oily fish is amazing for your skin and mind so I make sure I eat plenty each week... It's just a bit of common sense. Why would you constantly put something in your body that doesn't agree with you, listen and watch how your body reacts and just cut back. Just make sure you feed your cravings and don't deny yourself, you'll just want it even more and totally fall off the wagon.
6. I have a new lifestyle routine. I'd never use the word diet... As soon as that word is mentioned I think everyone must envisage a donut, I don't even think of going back to my old ways... My eating habits just feel normal now. I'm pretty good In the week - high protein and low carb meals - and then at the weekend I allow myself to indulge a little. I walk an hour each day, occasionally do Pilates and do weights. It works for me but everyone needs to find the lifestyle that suits them.
7. Inspire others. The best thing about losing weight is that so many of my friends have said I've inspired them to make changes in their life too. Whether it's tips on healthy recipes, being able to get in their wedding dress, or just showing that if I can do it, they can do it too... It's a really lovely feeling. It has encouraged me to keep on track too, which has been a huge support. My beautiful friend Marga in Portugal, who I think is perfect just the way she is. is also now on a healthy lifestyle and she's keeping me up to date with how she is doing. Doing it together definitely makes it easier. Watch out for our healthy Portuguese-style recipes during my trip there at Easter!
8. Fitting into a size 12. I know it's not just about your dress size but for me this was a proud moment!
9. Being able to wear bangles. That's right folks. Your hands even lose weight. I can now slide beautiful bangles over my hands and onto my wrists.
10. Being more open with friends and family. I realise now I have never truly been able to open up to my friends and family about my weight until now, now I've done something about it. I've always been incredibly sensitive talking about my weight so I guess my friends never thought it was an issue for me when really deep down, I wasn't happy with myself. My friends and family have always loved me for me, not my dress size, but now they see me happier and more confident than ever, and continue to support me. I can tell them things I've never told them before and that has made us stronger. Thank you.
I believe in listening to the body, sometimes it just needs to delve back into eating for comfort to get you back on the path of well being. Yes, sugar is the number one enemy but sometimes it's good to give your body what it wants. I know I'll be back on my normal routine next week, it's just about balance and moderation after all! When I'm less ill, if I crave chocolate at night I normally have a mug of Cadbury's highlights for the choc fix!
So I divert... This blog is meant to be about the 10 things I love about losing weight... I've learnt a hell of a lot about myself and those around me over the past year. Here's just a few things I love about my new healthy lifestyle and how my life has been enhanced...
1. I feel so much more confident. I always thought I was pretty confident but it was always a bit forced in reality. I still have my self-conscious, 'do I look fat in this?' moments but on the whole I feel a hell of a lot more sure of myself. If a guy used to look at me, I'd think he was looking and thinking, 'urgh'. And it's not about the size of your dress... About how you feel inside and how that carries through in everyday life.
2. I can wear jeans and a top. Muffin top... Whatever you call it. We all have the bits of our body we hate. Mine is the tummy area and it's an area I'm still working on but I do feel confident enough to wear jeans and a top now. It might not sound that exciting to you but for someone who could never carry off jeans due to lumpy thighs and a tummy that would stick out leaving me look pretty much pregnant, it feels like an achievement! I still prefer the glamour of a dress, always.
3. I don't feel self conscious. Now I've shrunk to a smaller size, it's only now that I realise just how much time and experiences I have wasted in my life from being self conscious. This is a huge part of my wanting to make some changes. I often think how my life would have panned out if I had grown up being a size 10... But then I wouldn't be the person I am today if I did. I now spend hardly any time worrying about my wobbly bits, I still have the shadow of the fat girl hang ups hanging over me but slowly they are going. And I feel like I am truly living my life.
4. No more name calling. If you're fat you're gonna be called names, it's inevitable. Just like skinny people are targeted too. Everyone has an opinion on your size and some will tell you without any sensitivity. If you're ready, like I was, it will knock you into the reality of needing to make changes and doing something about it, but only if you want to - for you! No one else... It just won't work if you're not doing it for your self. I've been called some truly vile things throughout my life, particularly at Hugh school where I was actually scared to go to some lessons. I only have to look back and look at myself today and just think, well thanks! You made me who I am.
5. I know what foods make me feel good. I know sliced bread doesn't agree with me, so I rarely eat it. I know red meat isn't my best friend so I eat chicken instead. I know dairy is pretty much the enemy so I cut down on the cheddar. I know vegetables give me energy so I eat a variety everyday. I know oily fish is amazing for your skin and mind so I make sure I eat plenty each week... It's just a bit of common sense. Why would you constantly put something in your body that doesn't agree with you, listen and watch how your body reacts and just cut back. Just make sure you feed your cravings and don't deny yourself, you'll just want it even more and totally fall off the wagon.
6. I have a new lifestyle routine. I'd never use the word diet... As soon as that word is mentioned I think everyone must envisage a donut, I don't even think of going back to my old ways... My eating habits just feel normal now. I'm pretty good In the week - high protein and low carb meals - and then at the weekend I allow myself to indulge a little. I walk an hour each day, occasionally do Pilates and do weights. It works for me but everyone needs to find the lifestyle that suits them.
7. Inspire others. The best thing about losing weight is that so many of my friends have said I've inspired them to make changes in their life too. Whether it's tips on healthy recipes, being able to get in their wedding dress, or just showing that if I can do it, they can do it too... It's a really lovely feeling. It has encouraged me to keep on track too, which has been a huge support. My beautiful friend Marga in Portugal, who I think is perfect just the way she is. is also now on a healthy lifestyle and she's keeping me up to date with how she is doing. Doing it together definitely makes it easier. Watch out for our healthy Portuguese-style recipes during my trip there at Easter!
8. Fitting into a size 12. I know it's not just about your dress size but for me this was a proud moment!
9. Being able to wear bangles. That's right folks. Your hands even lose weight. I can now slide beautiful bangles over my hands and onto my wrists.
10. Being more open with friends and family. I realise now I have never truly been able to open up to my friends and family about my weight until now, now I've done something about it. I've always been incredibly sensitive talking about my weight so I guess my friends never thought it was an issue for me when really deep down, I wasn't happy with myself. My friends and family have always loved me for me, not my dress size, but now they see me happier and more confident than ever, and continue to support me. I can tell them things I've never told them before and that has made us stronger. Thank you.
Tuesday, 11 March 2014
10 Things I Hate About Losing Weight
It's a year ago this month when I decided to take charge of my life... I'd been overweight since I could remember. Even at infant school I remember hearing the f-word. I guess I had a love for food and the more I enjoyed it, the bigger I got and the more criticism I received, so the more I ate to comfort my shattered emotions.
I never thought I had the will power to make a change to my lifestyle. I think I was at my biggest in my early 20s when I bought a size 22 dress. Even that didn't shock me into making changes. I guess I always over compensated my weight with my 'bubbly' character and nice clothes that would cover up what I was ashamed of underneath. I had big boobs too, you can go a long way with a pair of boobs.
The thing is I have always been lucky enough to be surrounded by friends and family who loved me for me, and they still do, I just have a smaller waist and, more importantly, a healthier future.
Later in my blogs I'll go into more detail about the ways I've made healthy changes (NOT A FADDY DIET) and how I've kept it up. I'll also reveal some yummy healthy recipes that will fill you up without giving you the dreaded bloat.
Over the past year as I've gradually dropped nearly four dress sizes, I've been aware of so many changes, not just in my body but life in general. Before I show off and go on about what I love about my weight loss, I thought I would reveal 10 things they don't tell you in diet books!
1. Your skin will loosen and head south... I know, gross. I'm now on the mission of toning myself and it's even harder than denying yourself toast in the morning.
2. Your boobs will shrink. I miss the fullness of my boobs, they are still a good handful, don't get me wrong but as my collarbone protrudes so does my décolletage lessen.
3. Some people will encourage you to go back to the dark side and cheer if you give in and have a chocolate, and when you declare what you've eaten and how good you've been, they'll roll their eyes. True story.
4. It makes you feel guilty. I've relaxed a bit now but in the early months I would feel so guilty for even looking at a cookie. I realised your relationship needs to be healthy so I do give in but in moderation!
5. Hangover food is a tough business. The other night I had a bowl of soup when I got in after one too many rather than a greasy takeaway... Now that's dedication! Good hangover cure too, by the way.
6. You become a bore. I'm sure I've bored friends and family with my nutritional advice as they bite into a sandwich. Sorry.
7. It's hard to constantly come up with healthy recipes. It's so easy to grab a sandwich rather than a pathetic looking salad for lunch. I'm lucky enough to work at the amazing Fazeley Studios with chefs who create protein filled salads for me each lunchtime!
8. You'll have to say goodbye to 'favourite' clothes. I've sold numerous size 18 dresses on eBay and many held treasured memories, and I have to say, always made me feel good.
9. You have to buy a whole new wardrobe (apart from the dresses I clinch in with a belt). Now don't get me wrong... If you know me, you know my favourite thing in the world, apart from Pinot Noir or Malbec, is buying new dresses. It's been a long process of selling (and buying) on EBay, and I have to say not making as much money as I thought I would for new clothes.
10. Even your knee high boots don't fit anymore... Yep. I was walking to work one day and noticed my knee highs slowly gathering at the bottom until they were round my ankle. Not a good look.
So there you have it... I'll be back with the positives of the past year of losing half of myself.
Lizzie
I never thought I had the will power to make a change to my lifestyle. I think I was at my biggest in my early 20s when I bought a size 22 dress. Even that didn't shock me into making changes. I guess I always over compensated my weight with my 'bubbly' character and nice clothes that would cover up what I was ashamed of underneath. I had big boobs too, you can go a long way with a pair of boobs.
The thing is I have always been lucky enough to be surrounded by friends and family who loved me for me, and they still do, I just have a smaller waist and, more importantly, a healthier future.
Later in my blogs I'll go into more detail about the ways I've made healthy changes (NOT A FADDY DIET) and how I've kept it up. I'll also reveal some yummy healthy recipes that will fill you up without giving you the dreaded bloat.
Over the past year as I've gradually dropped nearly four dress sizes, I've been aware of so many changes, not just in my body but life in general. Before I show off and go on about what I love about my weight loss, I thought I would reveal 10 things they don't tell you in diet books!
1. Your skin will loosen and head south... I know, gross. I'm now on the mission of toning myself and it's even harder than denying yourself toast in the morning.
2. Your boobs will shrink. I miss the fullness of my boobs, they are still a good handful, don't get me wrong but as my collarbone protrudes so does my décolletage lessen.
3. Some people will encourage you to go back to the dark side and cheer if you give in and have a chocolate, and when you declare what you've eaten and how good you've been, they'll roll their eyes. True story.
4. It makes you feel guilty. I've relaxed a bit now but in the early months I would feel so guilty for even looking at a cookie. I realised your relationship needs to be healthy so I do give in but in moderation!
Back when I was a bit more buxom!
5. Hangover food is a tough business. The other night I had a bowl of soup when I got in after one too many rather than a greasy takeaway... Now that's dedication! Good hangover cure too, by the way.
6. You become a bore. I'm sure I've bored friends and family with my nutritional advice as they bite into a sandwich. Sorry.
7. It's hard to constantly come up with healthy recipes. It's so easy to grab a sandwich rather than a pathetic looking salad for lunch. I'm lucky enough to work at the amazing Fazeley Studios with chefs who create protein filled salads for me each lunchtime!
8. You'll have to say goodbye to 'favourite' clothes. I've sold numerous size 18 dresses on eBay and many held treasured memories, and I have to say, always made me feel good.
9. You have to buy a whole new wardrobe (apart from the dresses I clinch in with a belt). Now don't get me wrong... If you know me, you know my favourite thing in the world, apart from Pinot Noir or Malbec, is buying new dresses. It's been a long process of selling (and buying) on EBay, and I have to say not making as much money as I thought I would for new clothes.
10. Even your knee high boots don't fit anymore... Yep. I was walking to work one day and noticed my knee highs slowly gathering at the bottom until they were round my ankle. Not a good look.
So there you have it... I'll be back with the positives of the past year of losing half of myself.
Lizzie
Saturday, 28 December 2013
A Letter to my Niece
When you are old enough I will encourage you to read Jane Austen, just as I did as a young girl. We currently enjoy fairytales together… Cinderella and The Little Mermaid… where the girl is swept off her feet by her prince. Sadly, you will come to realise life is not as straight forward as a fairy tale.
Jane Austen, however, delivers a bigger dose of realism in her tales, where the heroine does get her happy ending but there are just a few more obstacles to jump over, than a lost glass slipper or sea witch, until you reach that happy ending.
You may think that Austen’s society has no relevance on ours. A woman’s world back then was filled with balls, taking a turn on the lawn, embroidery and finding men of good fortune, whereas we communicate online, shop for fun, workout in the gym, and are encouraged to make our own good fortune.
I wish, however, I had taken more notice of Austen’s characterisation of men in her novels, as although her books were written hundreds of years ago, I believe her portrayal of men and their character traits is still so relevant to us girls today.
I think our world is divided up by two types of men, expertly outlined by Austen in her novels. They are the Willoughby’s, Wickham’s and Churchill’s vs the Darcy’s, Brandon’s and Knightly’s.
For a woman who never married, I do believe Austen must have experienced relations with men rather than just through an outside perspective, as they are articulated so perfectly in her books. In Emma, Sense and Sensibility and Pride and Prejudice, Austen’s heroines are seduced and taken in by the charm of a certain kind of gentleman. I
n Emma, it is Frank Churchill, who is originally considered a suitor to the choosy match-making Emma, yet he is already secretly betrothed to another woman. Emma cannot help but be seduced by his charm and intellect, and feels silly for being fooled when his secret engagement comes to light.
Mr Willoughby in Sense and Sensibility is another extremely handsome and charming character, full of charisma and fun, and Marianne is all consumed by his attention. However, it is revealed he is secretly engaged to a woman with a bigger fortune than Marianne, whose father’s death leaves her, her sisters and mother with nothing. The closest male relative back then got everything, tut-tut.
In Pride and Prejudice our favourite Austen heroine, Lizzie Bennett, is also taken in by the charm and charisma of the ultimate caddish character, Mr Wickham! He flirts and flatters his way into Lizzie’s heart before eloping with her youngest sister Lydia… not so charming after all.
So I guess you are wondering when I am going to get to my point?
Well, what Lizzie, Marianne and Emma have in common is they eventually fall for the man that was there all along, patiently waiting in the wings whilst each heroine goes through the heart ache that comes with falling for a cad or a man that is simply wrong for them.
Emma marries Mr Knightly, who in the beginning she cannot imagine having any romantic feelings for, but his loyalty to her and her father, humour and friendship, she realises she cannot live without it.
Marianne marries Colonel Brandon, who at first Marianne believes to be too old and quiet for her liking, but in the end rescues her from her heart ache and she realises his honourable and caring nature is what she needs.
Lizzie, of course, marries Mr Darcy, who on first impressions appears to be proud, indifferent and snobby in Lizzie’s eyes. Through Mr Wickham’s despicable behaviour and Darcy’s simmering love for Lizzie, she soon sees his true colours and explains to her dumb-founded father that he is the ‘best man she has ever met’.
Like me, you may meet your Willoughby or Wickham. You will be pulled in by his charm; he will give you a little and leave you wanting more. Your head will believe this to be desirable and unattainable but you will soon realise you deserve so much more. U
Ultimately, you realise you have to go through this pain to understand what you want in life and what you deserve. You have to live and learn, and keep the positivity that one day you will meet your Mr Darcy. .
Jane Austen, however, delivers a bigger dose of realism in her tales, where the heroine does get her happy ending but there are just a few more obstacles to jump over, than a lost glass slipper or sea witch, until you reach that happy ending.
You may think that Austen’s society has no relevance on ours. A woman’s world back then was filled with balls, taking a turn on the lawn, embroidery and finding men of good fortune, whereas we communicate online, shop for fun, workout in the gym, and are encouraged to make our own good fortune.
I wish, however, I had taken more notice of Austen’s characterisation of men in her novels, as although her books were written hundreds of years ago, I believe her portrayal of men and their character traits is still so relevant to us girls today.
I think our world is divided up by two types of men, expertly outlined by Austen in her novels. They are the Willoughby’s, Wickham’s and Churchill’s vs the Darcy’s, Brandon’s and Knightly’s.
For a woman who never married, I do believe Austen must have experienced relations with men rather than just through an outside perspective, as they are articulated so perfectly in her books. In Emma, Sense and Sensibility and Pride and Prejudice, Austen’s heroines are seduced and taken in by the charm of a certain kind of gentleman. I
n Emma, it is Frank Churchill, who is originally considered a suitor to the choosy match-making Emma, yet he is already secretly betrothed to another woman. Emma cannot help but be seduced by his charm and intellect, and feels silly for being fooled when his secret engagement comes to light.
Mr Willoughby in Sense and Sensibility is another extremely handsome and charming character, full of charisma and fun, and Marianne is all consumed by his attention. However, it is revealed he is secretly engaged to a woman with a bigger fortune than Marianne, whose father’s death leaves her, her sisters and mother with nothing. The closest male relative back then got everything, tut-tut.
In Pride and Prejudice our favourite Austen heroine, Lizzie Bennett, is also taken in by the charm and charisma of the ultimate caddish character, Mr Wickham! He flirts and flatters his way into Lizzie’s heart before eloping with her youngest sister Lydia… not so charming after all.
So I guess you are wondering when I am going to get to my point?
Well, what Lizzie, Marianne and Emma have in common is they eventually fall for the man that was there all along, patiently waiting in the wings whilst each heroine goes through the heart ache that comes with falling for a cad or a man that is simply wrong for them.
Emma marries Mr Knightly, who in the beginning she cannot imagine having any romantic feelings for, but his loyalty to her and her father, humour and friendship, she realises she cannot live without it.
Marianne marries Colonel Brandon, who at first Marianne believes to be too old and quiet for her liking, but in the end rescues her from her heart ache and she realises his honourable and caring nature is what she needs.
Lizzie, of course, marries Mr Darcy, who on first impressions appears to be proud, indifferent and snobby in Lizzie’s eyes. Through Mr Wickham’s despicable behaviour and Darcy’s simmering love for Lizzie, she soon sees his true colours and explains to her dumb-founded father that he is the ‘best man she has ever met’.
Like me, you may meet your Willoughby or Wickham. You will be pulled in by his charm; he will give you a little and leave you wanting more. Your head will believe this to be desirable and unattainable but you will soon realise you deserve so much more. U
Ultimately, you realise you have to go through this pain to understand what you want in life and what you deserve. You have to live and learn, and keep the positivity that one day you will meet your Mr Darcy. .
Thursday, 5 April 2012
Brick Backlash
So there has been rather a lot of controversy surrounding a lady called Mrs Brick this week, an unfortunate name, which will shall come to later.
I, like many others, was left open-mouthed as I read an article by freelance writer and France-based expat, Samantha Brick, entitled '"There are downsides to looking this pretty." Why Women hate for being beautiful'.
I was more shocked when my eyes scanned to the photo of Mrs Brick on The Daily Mail website. I was expecting someone of Sophia Loren-like calibre (I believe her to be 'beautiful') but was met by an image of an averagely attractive blonde. Now I believe beauty is in the eye of the beholder... I think that for one person Kelly Brook is stunningly beautiful, whereas someone else would rate Kate Moss as their number one. It had to be said that Mrs Brick was not up their with the Bridgette Bardots and Gwyneth Paltrows.
I, like many others, was left open-mouthed as I read an article by freelance writer and France-based expat, Samantha Brick, entitled '"There are downsides to looking this pretty." Why Women hate for being beautiful'.
I was more shocked when my eyes scanned to the photo of Mrs Brick on The Daily Mail website. I was expecting someone of Sophia Loren-like calibre (I believe her to be 'beautiful') but was met by an image of an averagely attractive blonde. Now I believe beauty is in the eye of the beholder... I think that for one person Kelly Brook is stunningly beautiful, whereas someone else would rate Kate Moss as their number one. It had to be said that Mrs Brick was not up their with the Bridgette Bardots and Gwyneth Paltrows.
So even before I read the article, I already felt that this lady had quite a high opinion of herself. Something women, I have to say, don't find attractive in other women when forming friendships. (Hint, hint Mrs Brick). But perhaps this is what The Daily Mail were trying to achieve with their use of photography next to the outlandish headline? The most odd choice of image being Mrs Brick with her husband, who looked like he had escaped from a dodgy porn set, very lightly touching her stomach.
Anyway, I digress.... back to the article. Well the first paragraph sealed it for me when deciding on whether I would side with the writer's point of view...
"On a recent flight to New York, I was delighted when a stewardess came over and gave me a bottle of champagne.
‘This is from the captain — he wants to welcome you on board and hopes you have a great flight today,’ she explained.
You’re probably thinking ‘what a lovely surprise’. But while it was lovely, it wasn’t a surprise. At least, not for me."
As a writer I know the opening paragraph is very important when writing an article. It needs to pull the reader in and set the tone of the story. For me, the last sentence - "But while it was lovely, it wasn't a surprise. At least, not for me." - instantly created an air of arrogance in her style of writing.
She could have led in with a tongue-in-cheek approach to at least allow the readers to warm to her or she could have occassionaly tried to be a little self-depreciating. Instead she goes onto list various episodes when men have been overtly generous because, she believes, of her looks. (Not because they are after anything, of course). Meanwhile, women tend to treat her with disregard and scorn, and believe she is going to steal their husbands because she is so beautiful.
I immediately typed in Samantha Brick into my Twitter search after finishing the article. I expected maybe a few comments here and there from Tweeters who enjoyed disecting The Daily Fail's pretentious features. However, I soon realised Samantha Brick was trending right at the top, Tweeters were suggesting she should change the B in her surname to a P, and there were already images of bricks with blonde wigs... oh this was going to be big!
Mrs Brick knew she was going to receive criticism for daring to announce to the world she was beautiful and that women hated her for it. However, I doubt she expected her article to go so crazily viral in a matter of hours and to receive so much criticism from the male species in particular.
Now, I think it is great for someone to have so much self-confidence. I certainly have episodes of needing plenty more of it and admire anyone who doesn't give a hoot what anybody thinks of their appearance.
The general British manner is known to be somewhat modest and the old stiff upper lip leads us to be a nation that isn't all that good at self-promotion. I agree with Mrs Brick that when a Brit receives a compliment about our appearance we tend to brush it off quickly and blush.
I also agree that women can tend to be each others worst nightmares... For instance, when you are dressed up for a night out and you're out having a good time and feeling confident when a girl walks past and gives you a bitchy once over. It does happen. It may be because you look and feel good and that could come across as acting superior - I'm not sure. I also know that in equal measure, you can be in a ladies toilet and the girl next to you will say how lovely your dress is or how nice your hairs looks.
I always go out of my way to give my friends, and female strangers in nightclub toilets, compliments on their appearance because I know that plenty of women, if they're anything like me, don't possess such high self-esteem as Mrs Brick.
So we must applaude Mrs Brick for being able to look in the mirror and believe herself to be beautiful. However, to state that women in general do not like beautiful women is absurd.
Mrs Brick says the backlash to her article proves she is right... I think she is kind of missing the point and continues to prove why some women in her life aren't all too friendly towards her.
Oh and as a freelance writer with a novel coming out soon, she has some VERY clever marketing ideas.
The Daily Mail must also be rubbing their hands with glee... the article has had 1.5 million hits and counting!
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