End of Week Three

So there was much discussion at the end of this week about alcohol and what was “healthiest”; it was decided Vodka would be the best, as a Bundy drinker I was less than impressed. Nevertheless I went to Dan Murphys and bought several six packs of the gayest looking drinks I have ever come across!

After consuming several of them tequila shooters seemed like a good idea, then so did scotch and by then I didn’t know what I was doing and started drinking rum again anyway. No wonder girls cannot handle their alcohol Vodka is the devil.

Sorry Josh - rum is here to stay!

Back to the exercise - we spent a fair bit of time indoors this week, the cushioning in the treadmill and cross trainer take some of the pressure off my joints and legs don’t hurt so much.

Saturday we went for a walk/run outside, the “break” on the treadmill must have been what I needed because no pain in my legs. Josh has been thinking about buying a new car I told him I could see him in a Corolla. A week later he is still having a cry about it. I keep telling him real men wear pink. He doesn’t believe me.

Song of the Week: Brad Paisley – Alcohol



Loss: 0.4kg (but I put on muscle mass this is good)

Thumbs Up: Philadelphia Grand Jury, this is who I was going to see while drinking the aforementioned devil drink. My uncle is the new drummer so everyone please run out right now and buy their album.

Thumbs Down: The venue where they played, it was hot stuffy and strangely set out. Plus they didn’t serve Bundy. That’s just un-Australian

Jane

End of Week Two

Holy crap my legs hurt!

I think that pretty much sums up week two in its entirety. We did interval running around Mooloolaba on Monday and this pain that starts from my ankle and runs up the side of my legs…. My god. Josh was crapping on about the power of positive thinking (and he is totally right in what he says) but all my brain could think about was finding the nearest chain saw and hacking off my legs somewhere around the knee area.

I think the hardest part of all this is (and not to sound crazy) but the voices in my head. I know what I am supposed to think but sometimes its all really difficult.

The worst par t of it is I am not one of those people who can cry on cue so instead of crying and Josh feeling terribly sorry for me I get angry when I am in pain and hostility just radiates from me. So we did a bit of flat walking this week and some boxing. Josh made a deal with me that when I get to 75kg he will carry me up that massive hill at the back of Alex.

Even the V8 drops back trying to get up that hill. What a sucker!

Thursday he wanted me to run up stairs I decided I would only do it if he hopped up them himself on one foot. He almost broke his ankle 3 times. Haha.
Song of the Week: Hannah Montana – Hoedown Throw down



Loss: 1.2kgs and possibly my sanity.

Jane

End of Week One

I have done a little bit of internet surfing this week in between enthusiastically running up large hills and I have noted that a fun phase the weight loss industry (both overweight people and trainers) like to use is “NO EXCUSES”. Well I am here to tell you that I am FULL of excuses I know people who are fit and 65kg who are still full of excuses. A trainer that I once had prior to Josh told me that what we need is commitment. I don’t believe the average person who gets up every morning does so because they are this insane exercise machine and every single morning feel like a million bucks. I do believe though they committed to getting up, and committed to the lifestyle that regular exercise and a good diet allows them to have. It’s probably the best piece of life advice I have ever come across.

Monday came and went, by the afternoon session on Tuesday I was so tired I was seriously considering leaving work early, I stayed on though and managed to get through the night session. The good news is Josh is not at all a fruit loop, though he seems somewhat adverse to using oven mitts, preferring to touch the pan or dish to see if its hot (of course it bloody is there is a lit up gas cook top underneath it). The first three days were the hardest. There were times were it wasn’t so much I wanted to stop because I was puffed, but because my legs were like “oi fair go Jane we are holding up 130kg’s if you don’t stop walking up this hill we are going to collapse from under you”. Monday and

Tuesday night I was lucky Josh was in the kitchen cooking/burning his hands in the name of my weight loss because there is not a chance I would have had the energy to cook myself. By the end of all this I was considering faking my own death and going to live in the Caribbean spending my days lazing by the seaside doing my best beached whale impersonation, however lack of financial backing put an end to this idea.

Wednesday night was interesting Josh had this brilliant idea to go though my cupboard and put everything that is too small for me in a suitcase and throw out everything else I don’t need so I only have the bare essentials and also to make sure I throw out stuff as soon as it’s too big for me. It hind sight it is a very good idea, at the time though something resembling a Mexican stand off went down in my unit. Had there been a gun in my holster I would have shot him.

Thursday was interesting, I really really really wanted a chocolate bar. I managed to resist (whilst becoming increasingly irritable) and by the time I finished work I wasn’t sure if I was stressed out and wanted a chocolate bar or if I wanted a chocolate bar and was stressed that I couldn’t have one. That night though I was incredibly enthusiastic about training even breaking into a little run much to Josh’s surprise.

Friday morning my legs were suffering as a result of the aforementioned enthusiastic running, Josh tried to get me to run up this hill. My legs just were not going to do it. I did consider lying on the ground and rolling down the hill but came to my senses when I realized he would probably just make me walk back up it.

Friday and Saturday saw the start of my boxing career. I was totally a natural, so excellent in fact I am fairly sure Bryce Courtney will want to write his next book about me. Or maybe not. I did though enjoy the boxing and am looking forward to doing more of it. End of the first week I am totaled buggered. I slept all Saturday afternoon and then all night as well. A friend of mine on Saturday bought me flowers because it was as she put it - the start of my new life. They bring a smile to my face every time I look at them. Today I am watching CMA Fest in Nashville, and having a day of rest getting ready for the challenges of next week. Song of the week: John Rich – Shutting Detroit Down















(oh and I lost 2.5kgs this week YAY ME!)

Full of excuses but committed to the cause.

Jane

Introduction to ... me!

Hi,

I'm Jane Kennedy. My Vital Stat’s are:

Age: 22
Height: 166cm
Weight: 130.8kg

Background: I am originally from a small town called Weipa in FNQ. Since finishing school I have moved around a bit living in Weipa, Port Hedland, Townsville and now I am based permanently at the Sunshine Coast. I have been overweight since I was about 13 but only become extremely so once I finished high school. I moved coast right on 12 months ago to take up a slightly different position at work. Not long after moving here I became quite sick which went on for near 6 months. It was a very bad time in my life, work was stressful more so than usual and I had just moved to a place where I had no friends or family. Of my total weight now 26kg of it has been put on in the last 12 months.

Plan of Action: I have hired Josh Wilkins of Coast Style Fitness on an initial 12 month contract. Josh will train me twice daily for an hour in the morning and an hour in the afternoon. He will teach me how to eat properly (initially doing the shopping and cooking), and provide the support I need to loose weight and keep it off. A complete lifestyle change.

Feelings Right Now: Scared shitless. I tried to think of a PG way to put that but there isn’t one. There are a million what if’s running through my head. What if I just can’t do it, what if people read this think I am a tosser and are mean to me, what if Josh turns out to be a total fruit loop and I have to sack him. Even though writing this I know they are mostly irrational thoughts they are what is in my head.

Moving Forward: I will add to this blog weekly and try and provide a brief insight to my life and how what I am doing is affecting it. For people I know they will get to follow what I am doing and for people I don’t know maybe it will motivate you to re assess your own lifestyle or at the very least once a week

Promotion: Because I can I have decided to also use this blog to blatantly promote country music and all its awesomeness. I live in hillbilly heaven and I like it here. This week’s song of the week is by Trailer Choir – Rockin the Beer Gut.












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Regards,

Jane