So the plan for this week is literally to just hang on until next week. I’m planning each day, but not tracking, since I don’t have any choice in the matter and I can’t handle tracking and studying for 3 exams at the same time. But I’m doing the moderation thing. I had a biig breakfast, so then I had fruit for lunch. Then I had a diet coke and a tim-tam for a snack (but just 1 timtam!). Tonight will be roast ham or something for dinner. I know that I’m reasonable in moderation, and I’m trying to focus on drinking my water and eating well, and hopefully that’ll be enough.

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What has been the biggest hurdle to overcome in your weight loss journey?

MYSELF. I don’t know what it is or why but I am constantly battling myself to lose weight. I have to fight with myself to do exercise, to eat right, to skip the sugar drinks — but I also have to fight with myself to NOT feel smug, to NOT get comfortable, because then I’ll just give in. I have to fight with myself to accept the losses — my most used thought for losses tends to be “Oh, it’s just because of x” — usually the smaller meal the night before.

Frankly, I’m tired of f*** of it. I’m sick of listening to my head. I’m tired of my head giving me excuses. So I’m going to study today until about 4pm, and then I’m going to the gym. No excuses, no backing out. STOP THINKING!

I can make a decision here: either I can eat all the crap I want…or I can be skinny. There is no having both here. And frankly, I’ll eat all the lettuce in the world to be a healthy weight. To not look at photos and cringe.

Decision made.

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So…here’s the list. I’m going to bookmark it because I want to get it all ticked off, and this is a form of accountability:

30 Minute Walk
30 Minute Walk
30 Minute Walk
25 x V Sit-ups
30 x Tricep Curls
4 x 20 second planks
3 x 1 minute intervals: running on spot for 10 seconds, jogging for 20 seconds.
40 x laps to clothesline and back
1 x  Heads and Shoulders, Knees and Toes
20 x Lying arm lifts
1 x Cartwheel or handstand
1 x  Question of the Week.

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Same old story. I started, I stopped, I got out of the habit, so now I’m starting again.

It’s funny because I’ve realised that things that were once easy are hard again. My first challenge to overcome is the sugar issue. I’m back on the sugary drinks, and it needs to go. So I’ve cracked out the water and I’m trying to resist juices, soft drinks and cordials. I’ve been eating about 5pts per day in just these drinks, so now obviously I need to fix it. I just can’t believe how much I crave them now, when before I had no inclination.

I guess that’s what falling off the wagon feels like, though.

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When I was younger — about 13 - 14, I wore cargo shorts all the time. They were my constant companion. I would refuse to wear jeans or skirts or any other type of short.

Around the same time, I went into high school and it was then that I started stacking on the weight. I had always been large, but as my body size went up, I didn’t upgrade my cargo shorts. One day I realised that I’d worn through the thighs of one of my pairs of shorts — no big deal. It does happen. But then I saw a picture of myself, of the bulges where there shouldn’t be the stomach that would noticeably stick out over my thighs. I was like some sort of balloon animal, made up entirely of circles or ovals, not how I ’should be’.

I ‘discovered’ jeans and never wore shorts again. Never even considered it, not even in Summer. The thought of wearing shorts made me wince. All I could picture was my knees, the nobbles from the excess fat, the flab that sat behind the knee. So from the time I was about 14, through to the age of 21, I have been short free. I’ve barely shown my legs.

Until today. Today, with the help of some of my college friends, I went shopping and I bought 2 pairs of shorts. You can see my legs, knees and all. (You can also see how much of a clutz I truly am now — the number of bruises on my legs are ridiculous). I am a comfortable size 16, and so I decided it was time to hang up my hang ups. This year I will be all shorted out. I refuse to be ashamed of my body anymore!

I don’t know if anyone still reads this (wouldn’t blame you if you didn’t), but if you do — what are your body hang ups, and how did you (if you did?) get over them?

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