fitness

A group half as small as me

by Cellobella on Monday, October 20, 2008 · 13 comments

One of my new bloggy finds is a blog called Half As Good As You by Casey.

She was moaning about how hard it was to lose weight and somehow in comments a bunch of us decided that maybe online motivation would work. Well why not? Nothing else seems to… for me anyway.

So Club Half As Small As You was born and it’s free – bar a little commitment.

It’s about finding a group of peers who will encourage you to get fit and maybe in the process lose a little of that excess weight… you know, the saddle bags, the love handles, the bingo wings… etc.

To start with – like any old fashioned 12-step program – an acknowledgement of the problem is in order:

My name is Cellobella and I need to get fit and lose weight.

Next – the answer’s to the Club Half As Small As You questionnaire:

1. What motivates you and why do you want to do this challenge? It may be that you’re training to run a 10K or merely just to be able to walk to the mailbox and not break a sweat (don’t worry, I fall on this end of the spectrum).

What motivates me?  Plainly not much. :)   However the only success I’ve had is peer pressure.  That is exercising with a group.  I’m doing this challenge because I’ve tried other stuff and it hasn’t worked and who knows… it might even be fun.

2. What is your long term goal? Do you want to lose weight or just tone your body. Are you trying to fit into your old prom dress for your upcoming reunion? Do you want to want to “pump yourself up” like Hans and Frans? Spill it.

I want to want to exercise – and I’m hoping that feeling those endorphins rush around my body from physical activity will become addictive.  In the process losing some weight would be a good thing.

3. What is your long term weight loss goal? You don’t need to tell us your current weight, just how much you’d like to eventually lose. This can be in weight or inches. Jamie and I have a sewing tape measure that we use for our weekly measurements. We got ours in the sewing section at Wal-Mart, if you look at Target, you won’t find it.

10 kilograms would be nice.

4. What tools are available to you? Treadmill, elliptical, jogging stroller, ThighMaster, Trampoline. Maybe a rabid dog to chase the weight off?

Sandshoes.  Bathers.  Goggles. Running shorts.  And I could go to the gym.

5. How often can you exercise? Be realistic here but try to make as much time as possible. This might include stepping AWAY from the blog for a couple of nights a week. I know, *gasp*. I’m crying on the inside too but it needs to be done. Fatty. Ok, that was mean and it won’t happen again. I promise.

3-4 times a week is probably realistic.  I theoretically could exercise every day if I got up early enough.  I find that it has to be in the morning or I don’t.

6. What do you plan on doing? Beer curls, switch the remote to the other hand for a few days, start smoking more. Maybe you want to actually exercise and start eating better? I hear that never works but go ahead and try if you want.

Reduce alcohol intake.  Take salads to work for lunch.  Get up at 6am and go jogging (gasp!).

7. What has worked for you in the past? Let us in on your secrets, what has worked for you before and how you went about it. We won’t tell.

The last time I lost a LOT of weight I was breastfeeding and had managed to contract Giardia… I was also following the “Fit for Life” food combining principals.   Given the first two are out I guess I’ll try healthy eating and exercise.

There. That wasn’t so hard. Want to join us? Head over to Casey’s to find out more.

What’s on your Saturday to-do list?

by Cellobella on Saturday, September 6, 2008 · 1 comment

Here’s mine:

  1. Get up and join group for Jacob’s Ladder experience – do JL 4 times and run up and down Mount St Hill twice.  Completed.
  2. Stand in pool for 20 minutes to help my aching legs (apparently it’s what you do).  Done.
  3. Eat breakfast, fruit salad.  Done.
  4. Blog.  Nearly complete.
  5. Get hair dyed, temporary rinse.  9.45
  6. Exercise my democratic right.  Vote!  I just LOVE elections.
  7. Take sewing machine to repair shop.
  8. Iron black trousers for tonight.
  9. See if I can fit in a massage or tomorrow will be hell… depends on Mum.
  10. Go to work.

How much fun is election night eh?  And tonight’s looks to be a doozy.  

Centrebet last night had brought down the price of the Libs to $3.10 and the latest poll looks like the Libs by a landslide.  I tend to believe the punters though – they are after all putting their money where their mouth’s at and with Labor at a dollar something… well? 

At any rate with all the changed boundaries and new seats and new independents it will be a fun night… and I get to work in the Tally Room!  W00t!  

In other news, standing on top of Jacob’s Ladder today – pictured – I looked down at those white trees I was telling you about earlier – and you can really see where the birds have been – if you know what I mean.  I was heartened by another in our group saying that she went past them all the time too and thought they had died because of all the building dust.  

Jacob’s Ladder meanwhile, I’ve learned refers to to a ladder to heaven, described in the Book of Genesis, which the biblical patriarch Jacob envisions during his flight from his brother Esau.  

I think it’s more of a ladder to HELL!

OMG my legs are sore.

Anyhoo gotta go – hair appointment!

Hope you get your to do list done. :)

Groins, groans and complete bollocks

by Cellobella on Tuesday, August 12, 2008 · 4 comments

So an update on my groin.

I know you’re fascinated. Yes you are – don’t be coy…

It’s not my groin.

It’s my hip flexor.

Basically I can’t lift my leg up – this makes stairs tricky and in fact walking is a bit frankensteiny – you know what I mean – stiff.

I went to the physio today who gave me ultrasound and electrical stimulation… kind of a buzzy sensation, last felt by me when in labour using a TENS machine. Made absolutely NO difference to my labour pains but felt quite good on my upper thigh.

So I’m feeling less sore but not really able to attempt the DNA tower at 6am tomorrow morning.

It’s 101 steps people!

Also, I saw this on Wikipedia:

Perth is considering a bid for the 2028 Summer Olympics. Perth hosted the 1962 Commonwealth Games, and the FINA World Championships in 1991 and 1998. Holding the America’s Cup in 1987, the Red Bull Air Race from 2006, the Hopman Cup and many international matches from rugby and cricket, Perth has developed high experience in holding a memorable performance through their international sports. From their experience Perth can deliver the 2028 Olympic Games with high expectations.

That smells like rubbish to me.

By the way, I had a fellow complain to me today about the word bollocks. Said it was outrageous and rude and shouldn’t be allowed to be said publicly… is bollocks that bad? Does it offend you?

Get me a stretcher!

by Cellobella on Monday, August 11, 2008 · 3 comments

5.40 am: I wake up, struggle into my gym gear and running shoes left out in a neat pile the night before. Make myself a hot water with a squeeze of lemon. Fill up my water bottle. It’s dark, but not as cold as it has been.

6.00 am: I’m at the beach carpark standing in the dark with a group of similarly clad people… I think. It’s a bit hard to tell in the murky pre-dawn. The instructor has a miners’ light on her head.

6.05 am: Warm up. We do knees up runs to the road and back, kicking our feet to our bums. Then stretches. I sit on the ground. As I put my feet together and draw them towards me, I feel a twang. Ouch! I can’t seem to get my knee to fall out towards the ground. And it hurts.

6.12 am: 3 kilometre run to test our fitness. Hmmm my right foot feels odd. Flat footed. And my groin is a bit sore… must be that thing that happened before… still… I jog on. Get back in 21 minutes 27 seconds… not last, nowhere near first.

6.35 am: Pushups and Situps. I manage one proper mens pushup and 19 knees down pushups in a minute and 20 full situps in another minute.

6.45 am: Stretches

6.50 am: Get up. Ouch! That groin thing is hurting.

So I go back to the club for measurements (OMG lets NOT go there) and then the instructor does a bit of massage. It still really hurts.

I go home, shower, get ready for work and go to the office. By the time I get out of the car and start walking up the stairs I’m hobbling. Ooohwee it hurts to lift my leg up to the next stair.

I get some ice.

It gets worse during the morning.

At lunchtime I pop (stagger, hobble) to the physio across the road and am advised to strap, ice and rest… and take some nurofen… I’ll get to see the physio himself tomorrow.

The picture is of me looking down at my lap at work with ice pack over strapped thigh.

The nurofen helps.

I feel like such an idiot. Day one of a ten day intensive program and within five minutes I’m injured. At least footy players you know… are fit before they get a groin injury.

Pathetically I drag myself home. I’m sticking to the diet and I’ll do upper body work at the gym tomorrow and miss the beach circuit. Sigh.

I never got injured when I lazed about at home on the computer, or was prone on the couch watching telly, or slept in! And the muscle ache from that run hasn’t even kicked in yet.

Bloody Olympics!

Thinner is better

by Cellobella on Saturday, May 3, 2008

Airbook

I know, I know, you were thinking I was about to post about Fashion Week again… you were weren’t you? But no.

Today I’m just drooling over the keyboard at the Mac Book Air. Noice.

And why is this slim technology my focus for right now? Well I want to win one. Or an iPhone. But preferably a Mac Book Air. You might want to win one too? The place to check out is Upstart Blogger.

btw if you are thinking of starting a blog – there are some useful tips on this site.

In other thin news, today I signed up (but haven’t paid a deposit yet) for a kickstart fitness program. Two weeks of hell starting May 12. So at the end of May I should be thinner, fitter and companion to a new computer. And that will be noice.

That’s Mrs Blobby to you!

by Cellobella on Tuesday, January 29, 2008 · 4 comments

SandshoesIt has come I’m afraid to look closely in the mirror (not not the one that makes you look thin girl – and we all have one of them) and assess the fitness situation.

And maybe the weight situation.

I’ve been a blobby lardy arse for more than a year now and it shows.

My faithful black pants that have been with me through thick and thin are now too small. That’s a bad sign. I’m a d-cup. And while Groover seems to appreciate them – that is also a bad sign.

But you know I could put up with that.

What I can’t have, simply can. not. have, is Groover being the fit and healthy one in the relationship.

The “my-body-is-a-temple-that’s-temple-of-doom-people” Groover. Who had the same pair of running shoes for 15 years before they wore out. Who doesn’t eat fruit. Or salad.

Groover has been getting up at Sparrow’s Fart and walking – at a very brisk pace – for an hour in the morning and sometimes in the evening as well. (he says it’s the new sandshoes)

He’s been eating fruit for breakfast.

And having seconds of salad at dinner.

And this evening – he asked if I’d like to go walking with him?!

Well! The nerve of this upstart fit person!!

Who is he, to condescend to ask me, a person who has done three detoxes and joined several gyms (for a while), to go walking. Pfft!

But you know, I think I might.

Fit Meme

by Cellobella on Sunday, March 25, 2007

Nigel tagged me for the What Do I Do To Keep Fit Meme. Oh yay.

Sadly the short answer is nothing and the result is I’m not fit.

The long answer is for the past 7 days I have – emailed my former personal trainer to ask him what the casual rate at the gym is – didn’t actually go but at least it’s a start – and oh yeah, I went for a walk down to the beach and had a coffee yesterday morning, and then walked back. And I’m wearing a pedometer.

So after that pathetic litany of woe I tag Gacjezv, H&B, James and Copperwitch (Just think of this as support CW!)…

And thank you Nigel – you may have inspired me to get off my big fat lardy arse for once.