Monthly Archives: January 2011

Weighing up on the Biggest Loser

I don’t watch a whole lot of TV.

Growing up, my evenings were filled with various active pursuits. I may suck at running and throwing, but I found plenty to do. By the time I got home, it was dinner, homework, then bed time.

Not surprisingly, the routine hasn’t changed entirely. Since I left school, it’s been group fitness, dinner, computer time, bed.

I missed out on TV shows such as Friends. Sometimes I felt left out at school, and wished that I was home to watch them, but I don’t feel I’ve missed out on much. TV still isn’t a very big part of my life. For the first 6 months I lived in Sydney on my own, my TV only got turned on to watch Les Mills DVDs. 

I’ve started switching on the box on a Sunday night though, just for some chill time. I’ve been watching Glee and Gossip Girl on DVD.

Tonight I tuned in for the start of the Biggest Loser.

I’ve watched a handful of episodes in previous seasons, but I’ve found that these reality shows really require you to watch almost all the episodes to really follow what is going on.

Since I’ve moved out (and across the country) of my parents house, I’ve really gained a much better appreciation of the way that they have brought me up.  My mum doesn’t work, so we have been really lucky to have her home to prepare nutritious, great tasting meals… sometimes heavy on the carbs, yes… but with three budding athletes (my sister swims at a high level and my brother is an active with a very slim build) it wasn’t going over the top.

I used to complain that we weren’t normally allowed to eat lollies during the week, and if we did, it was a very special occasion. If we were given lolly bags from parties, they got dished out on Saturday for dessert and we would have great fun arranging a ‘lolly trail’, saving the best for last.

Although I never complained about it, I’m also very appreciative of the fact that my parents put me into sports like swimming, and I did kids aerobics classes for awhile. As mntioned above, I’m terrible at most sports and I can’t run to save my life. I got teased at school for being the slowest runner in the class and because I couldn’t hit a stupid softball, but I’m so glad that I don’t hate physical activity altogether.

Not everyone is so lucky. My upbringing wasn’t perfect, and I’m doing much better at accepting myself, but my parents did the best they knew how to do, and in the whole scheme of things, did a pretty good job.

Thanks Mum & Dad.


It’s still not pretty…

but it’ll do for now – I decided actually getting a post in would be more important!

I’m still really ordinary unfortunately, and I am really trying to be more productive in the evenings.

I think I need to take some time out from the gym – I end up going nearly every evening, except Friday, then I teach Saturday and Sunday. I taught 7 classes this week, which isn’t really a lot but when I’m not feeling 100% it probably wasn’t the smartest thing to do.

I’m teaching Monday, Wednesday and Thursday night this week, so I will be staying home on Tuesday night and will be skipping my favourite jam class 😦 I went last week though, and was so tired and sore that it just wasn’t worth it.

With 3 classes of bodystep for the first time since I’ve moved – nearly a year (!) – I’m pretty stuffed but oh-so-happy to have a PERMANENT class now, and to actually nail my tracks on Thursday night was an amazing feeling.


Oh well.

It’s a new week tomorrow, and to make it even better, I have 3 bodystep classes to teach! YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!

I really couldn’t care less as to whether group fitness is the ‘most effective’ method of training or not. If I get people turning up and enjoying fitness, I’m happy 🙂

My apartment is tidier than it was at the start of the weekend, my blog is still on the default, I HAVE actually paid my bills but I haven’t sorted my camera out.

My biggest success though, is still writing a blog post despite my failure. 🙂

Goals for the weekend


1. Get my apartment into gear

2. Pay my bills

3. Make my blog look pretty.

4. Unpack my camera so I can start taking more photos for my blog!

I finished off the working week with a bodyjam class at 5.30pm today – what a way to finish Friday off!!! Slowly, I’m starting to relax when I teach – I messed the choreography up completely but I don’t care!

In keeping with my regular Friday nights (if I’m not going out), I had Nando’s for dinner. I enjoyed it very much and I don’t care how many calories had or how much fat. Guilt-free and I feel satisfied rather than tempted to head down to Maccas.



I was supposed to come straight home tonight, not muck around and actually get stuff done… like unpack… yes, my suitcase is still sitting on the floor, unopened. And I do actually need things out of there.

There is always tomorrow!

Off to bed

I still feel pretty bloated and horrendous, but I’m a lot less lethargic than yesterday.

I taught bodystep tonight and struggled though, I am really going to have to knuckle down and focus on my fitness!

I’m teaching tomorrow morning at 6.05am so I am off to bed for an early night!

Food, glorious food!

I woke up feeling pretty ordinary this morning – tired and achy – but I packed my gym gear anyway ‘just in case’. I have a spare set of gym clothes and shoes in my car, for emergencies, but I didn’t want to miraculously feel better and not have my special bodyjam shoes, did I?

Unfortunately, by 5pm this afternoon, I wasn’t feeling ‘miraculously better’, in fact, I was worse. No sympathy however, as I have managed to put pretty much every single bad food (and drink) into my body from the week leading up to Christmas until I got back to Sydney yesterday. My body doesn’t seem to be absorbing nutrients very well, no matter what I eat, it tends to make me feel sluggish.

I just had the most orgasmic dinner ever though, I nearly took a photo of it but my camera is still in my suitcase (another reason why I should have come straight home tonight). Pizza with pesto, tomato, red onion, baby spinach, mozzarella, prosciutto, fig & almond paste and balsamic reduction.

I want to have its babies, and put a photo up, so I will HAVE to make it again, in the very near future. Then I can also add the pear that I intended to put on it as well, which I saw sitting forlornly on the bench as I pulled the pizza out of the oven.

Mission accomplished!

I just taught my first bodyjam class! Crazy!!!

I got in the car and nearly bawled after, but it was a funny feeling. It wasn’t the massive high that I had when I taught my first attack or step classes, but more relief. I guess that comes with something you’ve wanted for oh, 8 years?

2011 is getting off to a pretty good start, and fingers are crossed after a phone call today 🙂

Back to work tomorrow!