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Mid Bali Moment...


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. It would pass after a couple of weeks. 

6 months since starting the process I’m still going. I’ve made new habits and a massive part of this is the support I’m getting. 

JSAM group is amazing, complete strangers showing ample amounts of support and encouragement. 

But also I have past friends, ex coaches all encouraging and offering support with training. The last three weeks have seen offers from an old collegue, an old rugby coach, and a childhood friend that I hadnt seen in years really. 

This means the world and a reason I havent thrown in the towel...

Here’s to the rest of Bali 3.0, heres to a new lifestyle...

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