Hi All,
I'm new here. Today is my 1st time to visit the site. Tomorrow I start my new life. I know, it's all very dramatic sounding. But it has been a dramatic and traumatic few years for my family and I.
I used to be very fit and healthy, however my marriage fell apart 3 years ago and then at pretty much the same time my eldest child (12 at the time) became very ill. Needless to say the daily exercising went out the window and a terrible habit developed where I took up smoking and emotional eating.
A lot of damage has been done, and three years down the road with my son on the mend it is time for me too look after myself a bit better.
Yesterday and today were earmarked as my prep days. Do my meal plan for the week. Which is to eat 4 meals a day, do an hours cardio everyday (sounds exciting, but it's gonna be taking the dog for a walk) my hamstring is wrecked from an old injury so even a kick of a football causes pain. Along with my hours walk, I will be lifting weights 3 times per week (I have my plan done out, which is straight out of new rules of lifting for women) and on the days I go to the gym I'll also be doing stretching to increase my range of movement which is quite tight at the moment and probably adding to my hamstring problems.
So that's it really. I did a lot of walking yesterday. 1 hour purely for weight-loss but I also did a lot of walking around town and boy do I feel it this morning.
Today I've to go and do the weekly shop and prep my food so I'm ready for tomorrow. Then tomorrow it's, weight & measurements. I am dreading the road back to health & fitness. It just seems insurmountable, I know slowly and surely will get me there but my brain isn't making it easy. Especially the gym side of it. The last time I was at a gym I was 8st of pure power. Now I'll be waddling back in at most likely over 14st. I know I'm being silly and what my brain is telling me isn't true. You couldn't meet a nicer bunch of people that the guys at the gym. They were always supportive of anyone at the gym reaching their goals and I know they will be a great support to me on my journey. But still the shame is there rolling around in my head.
Anyways, this is a big commitment. When my son got sick, everything went out the window as I was spending my days travelling from my home on one side of the country to the hospital on the other side nearly daily along with trying to keep things normal for my younger two children. That's what led to the bad eating habits, the stress of it all led to the smoking (which is getting knocked on the head in the morning). My son who is transgender is due to start hormone therapy shortly, so I have taken some time off work. In part to just keep an eye on my son while he starts treatment so I can monitor his moods but mainly to take some time to look after myself (my mother is convinced if I don't take some time out, I'm going to have a nervous breakdown in a few years). So that's it. That's my story.
Oh, I forgot to say what my goals are. Overall it's to be fit and healthy, but to put a few numbers a round it. I want to be somewhere around 9.7st preferably just under it, hopefully losing 1.5kg per week. I don't know how achievable that is (based on my calories intake and energy expenditure the math adds up, but I don't have the muscle mass I used to, to burn off calories so it mightn't be realistic either. That might change to 1kg and 10st depending on how I feel. I'll know when I get there. I want my flexibility to increase to a full range of motion and I want to get back to feeling the love for lifting weights.
Right, I'm off now to write out my shopping list and to go and do the shopping. I'll post my starting weight and measurements tomorrow.
I'm new here. Today is my 1st time to visit the site. Tomorrow I start my new life. I know, it's all very dramatic sounding. But it has been a dramatic and traumatic few years for my family and I.
I used to be very fit and healthy, however my marriage fell apart 3 years ago and then at pretty much the same time my eldest child (12 at the time) became very ill. Needless to say the daily exercising went out the window and a terrible habit developed where I took up smoking and emotional eating.
A lot of damage has been done, and three years down the road with my son on the mend it is time for me too look after myself a bit better.
Yesterday and today were earmarked as my prep days. Do my meal plan for the week. Which is to eat 4 meals a day, do an hours cardio everyday (sounds exciting, but it's gonna be taking the dog for a walk) my hamstring is wrecked from an old injury so even a kick of a football causes pain. Along with my hours walk, I will be lifting weights 3 times per week (I have my plan done out, which is straight out of new rules of lifting for women) and on the days I go to the gym I'll also be doing stretching to increase my range of movement which is quite tight at the moment and probably adding to my hamstring problems.
So that's it really. I did a lot of walking yesterday. 1 hour purely for weight-loss but I also did a lot of walking around town and boy do I feel it this morning.
Today I've to go and do the weekly shop and prep my food so I'm ready for tomorrow. Then tomorrow it's, weight & measurements. I am dreading the road back to health & fitness. It just seems insurmountable, I know slowly and surely will get me there but my brain isn't making it easy. Especially the gym side of it. The last time I was at a gym I was 8st of pure power. Now I'll be waddling back in at most likely over 14st. I know I'm being silly and what my brain is telling me isn't true. You couldn't meet a nicer bunch of people that the guys at the gym. They were always supportive of anyone at the gym reaching their goals and I know they will be a great support to me on my journey. But still the shame is there rolling around in my head.
Anyways, this is a big commitment. When my son got sick, everything went out the window as I was spending my days travelling from my home on one side of the country to the hospital on the other side nearly daily along with trying to keep things normal for my younger two children. That's what led to the bad eating habits, the stress of it all led to the smoking (which is getting knocked on the head in the morning). My son who is transgender is due to start hormone therapy shortly, so I have taken some time off work. In part to just keep an eye on my son while he starts treatment so I can monitor his moods but mainly to take some time to look after myself (my mother is convinced if I don't take some time out, I'm going to have a nervous breakdown in a few years). So that's it. That's my story.
Oh, I forgot to say what my goals are. Overall it's to be fit and healthy, but to put a few numbers a round it. I want to be somewhere around 9.7st preferably just under it, hopefully losing 1.5kg per week. I don't know how achievable that is (based on my calories intake and energy expenditure the math adds up, but I don't have the muscle mass I used to, to burn off calories so it mightn't be realistic either. That might change to 1kg and 10st depending on how I feel. I'll know when I get there. I want my flexibility to increase to a full range of motion and I want to get back to feeling the love for lifting weights.
Right, I'm off now to write out my shopping list and to go and do the shopping. I'll post my starting weight and measurements tomorrow.
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