A Journey... Again!

It has to be said that this week has been the toughest yet! I have struggled on many levels whichhas resulted in my weekly average increasing by 0.5lbs. Is it time to throw in the towel? For many of years I have tried dieting of all forms. And after a week like this I would have given up, hit self destruct and spiralled back to my old ways.  Maybe its time give up.. maybe I have rode the wave and its time to get off. I don’t fuc*ing think so! Today was a lightbulb moment 💡 After feeling shit about how my daily weights had averaged out I took this little beaut for a walk to see the swans 🦢 While out she had a little trip and wanted to be carried back to the car. I carried her for less than 600 fitbit steps.... But had to change her from arm to arm several times, lift her up as she was falling down and my back ached all the way back to the car. 24.5 x 3.5 + 4.25 = 90 Florence weighs 24.5lbs Last November I was carrying 3.5 Florences and an added extra everywhere I went Not just 600 ste

Always time for Dad... Sometimes I to remind myself if that! Today I have adored, woken by my kids. Breakfast out as a family and then visiting loved ones Even taking a trip to the local cremitorium to lay flowers for those no longer with us With all that said and done I had to remind myself to take the time for me. Getting to the gym andhitting that work out Turned out to be a really good session.. plenty ofsweat, and tears Thats right.... tears!  During my slog on the treadmill I doubted myself, I had forgotten my Why!  I was ready to give up, walk away and make an excuse. But the I remembered... I’ve commited to something, I promised myself to create a better me. To work hard and be proudof my achievements!  So how did I pull myself through? I’ve recently set myself a target, not a weightloss target but something to achieve!  I’m going to do a super sprint triathlon 400m of swimming, 10km of cycling and then 2.5km of running All in one go, at one event This pushed me on, dragged me

As we near the middle of Bali, the buzz maybe fading away... I watched in on the end of Bali 2. And there were some amazing transformations and major buzz about the challenge. I also noticed that there were a fair few people had dropped out for numerous reasons. Am I going to pull out? Will I compete the challnge?  My progress over weeks 3, 4 and 5 weren’t whatI was expecting. However there was a time I would have gone back to old habbits, given up.  This time I have stuck to the process, asked for advice from the group and big boss man. And pushed on through....  Going into week 6, my weight is down and training is going well..  Im pushing PB’s on the weight front and smashing cardio I never dreamed I would take part in.  Only today I actually entertained a spin bike... I mean what the actual fuck! 20 minutes of cycling at a decent intensity before being put through my paces in the pool!  The support is immense Since starting this journey, I thought people would think its just a phase

So again slightly late with the blog this week, mainly because the usual Wednesday was consumed by work and the preparation for a family camping trip. This trip has been a good thing for me, a time to reflect on the little things in life.... We spent the weekend in our own county, within an hour or so  of our own house. Yet despite being so close to home at times I couldnt have felt further away.  It will sound crazy considering we have an 8 person inflatable tent that cost the price of a small family holiday to benedorm! Electric hook up with LED strip light through out.  It really is home away from home! Yet I type this telling you how at times I felt so far away from my “normal” home life.  Tracking food had gone out the window.. no internet mean’t no myfitnesspal. Dinners were simplistic and easy to cook, feeding 7 people with a two hob electric cooker and a microwave was a blast. However 3am pitch black and needing a wee mean’t my homely luxeries were well and truely missed! Tripp