New Trainer. New Focus. Fingers Crossed.

I met my new trainer tonight - she's lovely and she told me she's a bodybuilder who went to the World's last year. Total shock cause she's TINY. But really cool, because she knows what its like to give up the things you love.

I am feeling much more focused and ready to kick ass - which I'm really happy with. She told me a few of her success stories with other clients - shrinking someone from a size 28 to a size 12 in a year, which is great motivation.

And, we are setting weekly goals.

This week: (even though its already Tuesday)

Make my lunch twice during the week.
I am a complete shocker with this - I probably spend about $40 a week on food and snacks and chocolate and crap. So my first goal is a two time a week homemade lunch. I think I might have to leave my cashflow card at home on those two days so its not as tempting.

To workout three times this week.
Thursday - Body Attack on my own (as Trudz is now working to 5.30)
Friday - Body Pump
Sunday - Cardio

To start my food plan.
Properly this time.

So as much as I would like to eat all the chips, ginger crunch and drink all the coke thats hanging around this house, I'm going to resist temptation.

Wish me luck.

What the?

So somehow I ended up in July.




I have fallen off the exercise train. Fallen RIGHT off. Avoided sessions with my trainer - although she did quit two weeks ago - become unmotivated and blah.

I guess it happens to us all. It's winter now - and in ten days I will be thirty.

30. The big Three Zero.

Unmotivated.

Fat.

Tired.

Stupid sugar cravings.

So, I know what I need to do - and today I took the first step. I emailed the gym, complained about my trainer giving me one day's notice that she was quitting - and managed to score two free sessions to help me get back on it with a new trainer :)

First session is tomorrow night at 5.30pm.

I am setting myself some goals. Some real goals. And I'm going to be a lot more focused. And fuckit - even though my rent has jumped up (this house is five million times warmer, nicer and cooler than our old one), my health is way more important than making sure I have enough money for lunch (there is food in the cupboards I could take to work and eat - but thats a whole other post).

I don't want to be 30 without a plan.