baby steps

So last night on my now nightly walk I decided I would up the ante just a tad & try out this foreign movement called running. I lasted a whole 2 minutes, in fact i’m not sure it was even 2 minutes, it could have been 2 seconds, it felt like 2 hours.

For those of you that are overweight I’m sure you will understand when I say running is probably as difficult as trying to complete an obstacle course blindfolded with a broken leg & one arm tied behind your back.

Let’s just put it this way, in those whole 2 minutes of running I embarked on, not only did I feel (& most likely look) like an uncoordinated obese giraffe, but I also felt like a complete idiot.

And by idiot I mean how many runnners out there do you see not only holding onto their boobs for fear of knocking themselves out, but also panting so hard you’d think they were one breath away from collapsing to the ground in a tidal wave of blubber? None? Well clearly you weren’t in my neighbourhood last night.

And I hate to say it, especially after such a pitiful attempt, but I’m not sure if running is ever going to be for me. I like the idea of it, I just don’t like the feeling of so much fat moving around so independently from my frame.




motivation & the lack there of

I think the biggest struggle when it comes to trying to lose weight, tone up & get fit is motivation & the lack there of. 

Finding not only the time but the motivation to work out & eat correctly is a constant battle that gnaws away at us on a daily basis. It’s just that life feels hard enough as it is sometimes without the added stress of attending fitness classes, power walking, grilling chicken & steaming vegetables. 

And I must admit that I’ve lost count of the number of excuses to prevent me from exercising that I have come up with over the years. Inclement weather, nail painting, hair washing, wardrobe rearranging, magazine reading, reality tv watching…………………. actually let’s just put it this way, if I sat down & wrote a list you’d still be waiting for me to finish it a week from now.

And I wish I was one of those people that got up at 4am, went for a 10km run, drank a shot of wheatgrass, ate super healthy all day & then did zumba, boxing & pilates classes after work. But I’m not, I wake up with barely enough time to get ready, eat reasonably well for the first half of the day, eat chocolate for the second half, get home from work & collapse on my bed as if I had just single handedly solved the world economic crisis, abolished poverty & ran the entire Australian government. 

I’m sure I’m not the only one that has written off an entire day by one seemingly bad thing. Just had sugar in your morning coffee, well there goes the whole day then, i’ll just continue eating what I want & well seeing as I’m doing that there’s really no point exercising today either.  

So I guess my question is, how do you change a lifetime of lacking motivation? How do you commit to working out & eating healthy on a daily basis if there are just so many roadblocks preventing you? Sure mine are mainly self-imposed, but they are still there & I’m struggling to find a way around them. 


i can do it