....mhmmhmsmsmmhmhmhmh (me on the floor)

I have one little statement to make...

After doing the intermediate Thursday toning circuit, I've decided that Mish and I might not be friends anymore. Burpees AND mountain climbers...one after the other, three circuits......gah.

I would have loved to have been a fly on the wall for that one. Bringing sexy back....or rather bringing sweating, grunting, grimacing pain-written-all-over-her-face-back. Mmmmmm, come get it boys.

BUCK FURPEES!!

(although, I'll still keep doing them....something that painful would have to make you look amazing eventually....just sayin'. And burning a cool 550 cals....I'm okay with that.)

Don't worry Mish, I still love you....until the next burpee turns up.

Em xx

Shoes are a girl's best friend....

"When I feel bad I like to treat myself. Clothes never look any good... food just makes me fatter... shoes always fit." - In Her Shoes

This little snippet sums me up to the letter.

As a girl that has always has a hate relationship with clothes, with the closest to liking them being looking at thin hotties wearing clothes I could only dream of; and having an even worse one with food, shoes have been my saving grace.

The obsession with heels started back in Year 10. I found the most gorgeous hot fuschia pair at the local Vinnies store for 50c, and wore them into the ground, literally......and the affair began.

Fast forward a few years to uni, and I was the girl that my friends would come to to borrow shoes from. As a stock standard size 8, the bottom of my wardrobe was a wonderland for every dinner, function and ball.

I'm always on the hunt for the perfect boot (which I found the other day on ASOS, it's love), the sexy heel, the casual heel, the vavavoom heel.....and managed to find them. On a single trip away to Newcastle, I bought 6 paris of heels, me victorious, and my friend raising her eyebrow at me and setting a mental note to book me into the next shoe obsession anonymous meeting.

As any heel loving woman will tell you, they have a certain power. You stand up straighter, your legs look better, you feel like you can take on the world. Team them with a red lip, and well.....enough said....

My weight has always fluctuated, up, down, up, down....most of the time clothes looked crap, or so the maniac inside me felt/saw. But those lovely, lovely, many pairs of stacked, leather, bright, stiletto, block, buckled pairs of 9cm self confidence were always there for me. To pick me up off the floor when every dress, skirt or pant looked like shit. Whispering "put me on, I promise I'll fit". And they never lied, they always did. More reliable than any man, more honest than any friend, they never, ever lied. 

The obsession will never stop, and I don't want it to. My shoes are as much as a part of my makeup as my crazy red hair. Materialistic, possibly.  Self-indulgent, maybe. Essential to my confidence, absolutely.

That little spring in my step. The slight awakening of a sideways sultry glance. The hip sway. They bring out my vixen. No matter how much weight I lose, my dear shoes, you will be at the top of my list. Thankyou for always fitting. 

Em xx

Success & Sinuses

I had a win last week. After getting myself very wound up about being away for work for most of the first week, and worrying about food, exercise etc, it actually turned out to be okay. I ate as well as I could, and went for a run every morning in the parks of Dub-vegas. To my glee/rapture, I jumped on the scales for the Week One Weigh-In, with both eyes closed, as I was convinced those little numbers were going to jump up rather than down. Slowly, I opened one eye, to see that I had LOST 1kg!! How the/what the/flip the?????? How?? (and not to mention that it was TToM...blergh)

This was a good lesson for me. I need to have a little more faith in myself and not doubt my efforts!

However, I've had a spanner thrown in the works. All that plane travel last week has landed me with the flu. Why, oh why?? Here I was gloating not the week before that I hadn't been sick once all year, and was going to make it to the end of the year without any illness (karma, much?). I'm lucky enough to have a fantastic immune system. Another thanks to Mum and Dad for letting me eat as much dirt as I wanted when I was little...but it hasn't saved me this time.

Urgh....why are colds so hard to handle and shake? I've gotten progressively worse over the weekend, but still pushed through and managed (to my utter surprise) to smash out my SSS on Saturday...1028 calories. Slight air fist pump right there.

I trawled the forums trying to find Mish's post on how to shake the flu (or stop it from getting worse, one or the other), but couldn't find it. If someone knows where it is please let me know!

I had a friend's birthday on the weekend, which I knew was going to be a great test for my willpower. A leisurely lunch and then going out that night....eeekkk. Feeling the flu coming on was a blessing in disguise. I didn't drink (apart from the one glass of Sav Blanc at lunch) and tried to make good food choices all day. I had a couple of slip ups with one to many cheese and biccies, but luckily I'd burnt my 1028 cals that morning, so I didn't get the guilts to the extent I usually do. So very proud of myself for only drinking water and soda water when we were out. Although, going to bed at 3:30am is still a bad idea, I'm getting too old to stay up that late these days! Oh, and also wore a slightly tight dress and actually felt pretty damn good in it! I'm close to losing 5kg!! Amazing what such a small amount off can do for the confidence :)

Onto Week Two. I did my food shop yesterday, and the food bills are proving to be expensive. I can't wait to get all the condiments stocked up, then I should see a big decrease in the cost me thinks. I was never eating too badly before (lots of veg, fruit etc), just too much of everything, and I'd eat pretty much the same thing everyday. BBBBBBOOOOOORRRRRRIIIIIINNNNNGGGGG. I'm excited about trying all the meals this week, and having some variety.

Slightly nervous/excited for Wednesday Weigh-In, eager to see what's going on (of off rather haha!).

I hope everyone else is doing really well, and are also excited about Week Two. Have a great one!!

Em xx