Living the life I want to live

I have figured out that in order to be a fit, healthy, slim person, I have to start living like one. I had this revealation yesterday on my trek up Rainbow mountain (See my upcoming goals page). The trek itself was pretty gruelling, more than once I thought, what the **** am I doing? It was very steep and full of ruts, I had to drag myself up the last half. Thank god I was alone, it was absolutely pitiful. I should have eaten more carbs beforehand as I had a complete lack of energy and felt ragged. I ate a banana when I was nearly at the top which powered me on. 

But I did it, got some awesome photos and I am proud of myself. On the way back down I got to thinking, as you do and I realised that I need to start ‘Living the life I want to live’ already. There is no point in wishing I could do this or that and planning to exercise and eat right and never actually doing it. I need to pretend that I am fit, vibrant and slim and think- would a slim person eat like that?, would a fit person who always makes time for exercise flag off their planned exercise? Would a person who loves Pilates sit in front of the TV instead of doing Pilates?  If I live like a slim, fit person I will become a slim, fit person.

You don’t get fit and slim by acting like a fat person. 

Some posts on 3FC have got some thinking about what I am most looking foward to when I lose weight. Here is my list:

I would like to have a photo shoot for me

Go on a beach holiday and be comfortable in a swim suit

Have laser hair removal on my underarms and bikini line

Have sex in heaps more positions, lol

Do an Olympic distance triathlon

I have visions of going to a London nightclub and dancing the night away

Learn the flying trapeze at Club Med

Wear hot little exercise outfits- short shorts and little tops

Having heaps of lingere

Of course, first I have to achieve the weight loss! I think though, that having all of this down will help me to keep motivated. I have to make it happen for myself. 

Speaking of making it happen…

I confess, I was a little (ok, a lot) naughty last night with my food. I ate half a wedge of goats milk brie before dinner then, at dinner I ate 3 bread rolls, they were so good I couldn’t help myself. Among other things, I am wheat intolerant so am kicking myself because I ignored the next day repercussions! I only bought the damn things because we were having a BBQ and I ended up eating half the packet! Annoyed with myself, however, am not going to beat myself up about it. I will move on and do better from now on. 

I have decided keep this blog to create some accountability! Thanks for sharing my journey!

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