About My Blog
I come from a family where eating is the linchpin to all family events. In addition to this I was born with very poor eyesight. These things combined to make a food loving but not very fit young person. While at university I joined a small gym and took ‘circuit classes’. I enjoyed it but maintained a unhealthy diet so didn’t change my body shape. A while later I met my partner and fell of the bandwagon entirely. Peanutbutter milkshakes and fetta cheese omlettes where the normal breakfast in our house (the food of love?).
After about a year of poor diet and no exercise I saw photos from when we had first got together, and realised how much weight I’d put on. Eeek! So with the Biggest Looser/ Jillian Micheals ‘Winning by loosing’ as my guide I set about to loose a few kilos. Jillian’s book introduced me to counting calories and weight training and I was amazed at how quickly my body responded. I lost 10kg and 10cm from my waist, hips and chest in about 3 months. More importantly than that, I saw what weight training could do to my body. The maths, the science, the brute force and ignorance all appealed to me.I am well and truly hooked.
In 2007 I started to consider entering figures competitions, spent too long unsure of my diet and backed out in May 2007. I decided to spend a few months building some mass, and was reasonably successful, but in retrospect, spent way to long trying to loose remaining fat and not doing my metabolism any good.
In March 2008, angry and carb depleted I jumped on my bike to ride to work. Not paying attention I rear ended another cyclist when they had to stop suddenly, and I flew over the handle bars, knocked myself out and broke my collar bone. When I came to on the footpath, I had 2 thoughts, I should never leave the house angry, and SHIT now I really have a challenge to get on stage. Luckily, the orthopedics people cleared me to lift again in 8 weeks, in the mean time I missed only 2 workouts, and slowly I’ve set about rebuilding my strength and size.
Today I am preparing for my first figure competition. I go between being excited, impatient, confident, tired and down-right petrified and unsure of myself. Although I am prepairing to compete in October 2008 I’m already anxious to put on more muscle and step up bigger and better next year.This blog will document my journey.
