tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084976361894702862024-03-05T22:44:58.319+10:00Camilla's Journey from the Land of ObesityI am 30 years old and was classified medically as 'morbidly obese'. This blog is about my journey to a healthier and fitter me, one who is happy in her own skin.
I'm now classified as 'obese' - I still have some way to go though...Shrinking Camillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07406943489072515788noreply@blogger.comBlogger222125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908497636189470286.post-72249215940055018022014-01-05T08:07:00.001+10:002014-01-05T08:07:40.051+10:00Planet Camilla is Live<p dir=ltr>Yesrerday Planet Camilla went live. This is my new blog to replace this one. If you are one of my loyal subscribers, please head over to www.planetcamilla.com and subscribe to ensure you get all the new content. <br>
Once again, thank you for all of your support.<br>
<u>Camilla</u></p>
Shrinking Camillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07406943489072515788noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908497636189470286.post-66499175423309648002013-12-01T17:33:00.001+10:002013-12-01T17:34:05.352+10:00Delays....<p dir=ltr>So you're still sitting and staring at a blank screen? Me too.<br>
I thought my new blog would be up and running by now but it's not. I guess I should have planned for teething problems. This us so new to me and the people I'm liaising with I barely know.<br>
Rest assured though that my page will continue under a new name and a new look. There might even be some new goodies attached. Stay tuned and watch this space.... Oh and if you're a blog/web designer, please drop me a line :)</p>
Shrinking Camillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07406943489072515788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908497636189470286.post-42325416702715524222013-10-02T08:48:00.001+10:002013-12-01T17:34:14.637+10:00Treat the Symptoms or Cure the Cause?Shrinking Camillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07406943489072515788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908497636189470286.post-90384658425711797342013-08-29T19:16:00.002+10:002013-08-29T19:16:57.424+10:00Confessions of this Diet Queen
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">I’m a diet queen. I have been on Jenny Craig, attempted
counting WW points, lost a lot on 12WBT, I’ve applied to be a contestant on
TBL, I’ve tried the Dukan diet, the Soho diet, the Soup diet, the Cabbage diet,
the laxative diet. Yep, I’ve been on this journey for quite some time, striving
for that elusive goal of happiness.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">I have been dieting to become happy. Do you see a problem
with this? Since when does weight make you ‘happy’. I know plenty of ‘larger
than life’ people who are very positive, and very happy and on the other end of
the scale, I also know some slim, very negative people who exist to bring
others down. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">Weight doesn’t define happiness. It never has, it never
will.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;"><o:p> </o:p>For some of you, this revelation is not new. You’ve known
this all along. As someone who struggles with having fat and being unhealthy,
this is a new concept to me.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">Each time I go through a ‘phase’ which is all it has been up
until now, I’ve had my typical light bulb moment, where something has twigged
inside and spurred me on. I generally put weight back on, but usually not to my
starting weight.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">This time, I think a rather large lightbulb has just come
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">Losing weight alone will not make me happy.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">I am in charge of my happiness. I need to become happy with
who I am, accept myself faults and all. Although I’m not 100% there, I now
understand the concept. Understanding the concept has been a major step in
regaining my ‘mojo’. As you would know from previous posts, my ‘mojo’ went MIA
some time back and I’ve been trying to find it ever since. Well, it’s back.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">My trainer at bootcamp gave a really inspirational little
speech on Monday that rang very true for me – this was the second piece that
really kicked me into gear. Tash mentioned that even though we were all getting
fitter and better with our technique, we shouldn’t get lazy and let our
workouts become easy. If you get better at something, you can still push
yourself 110%. You should push yourself so that you feel like you did the very
first week of bootcamp. I was one of those ‘lazy’ people who was still working
at 90% because I thought it was that I was getting fitter – not that I’d found
my comfort level. So since then I’ve been upping the ante and pushing really
hard and I’m feeling it. I’ve had a drastic change in body shape this week, I’m
very exhausted, my appetite is down but I’m feeling fantastic (well, if you
ignore the being tired part). <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">On Saturday we have our 4 week weigh in and body fat
percentage assessment and for once, I can’t wait. I am certain I’ll be happy
with the results because I couldn’t train any harder than what I’ve done. I
couldn’t have eaten any cleaner than what I’ve done. This is my week, and I own
it.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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Shrinking Camillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07406943489072515788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908497636189470286.post-51439924622274423702013-08-28T21:20:00.000+10:002013-08-28T21:20:20.503+10:00Binge
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; line-height: 115%;"><o:p><span style="color: #e69138;"> </span></o:p></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; line-height: 115%;"><span style="color: #e69138;">I am a binge eater. I have been a binge eater
for as long as I can remember. I binge eat when things don’t go well. I binge
eat when I am upset. I am an emotional binge eater.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; line-height: 115%;"><span style="color: #e69138;">Before I started this journey to a healthier
me, my binging used to involve intricate excuses and stories, like buying
family size meals and lying to the cashier and saying that I had visitors at
home. Having little to no emotional or psychological support, I often turned to
food for comfort. In fact, if you asked around at most places that sold food,
they would tell you that I had a husband and around four kids. That’s how much
food I used to buy. I’d then sit and gorge myself on it, with no self control
or self respect, and the minute it was all gone I’d get an attack of the
guilts.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; line-height: 115%;"><span style="color: #e69138;">Yes, I still binge at times. I’m not perfect,
I’ve never claimed to be. I still have the same weaknesses and unfortunately I
still tend to use food as a crutch in extreme circumstances. On Sunday I
binged. My binge this time didn’t include fast food, or sugary lollies, but it
was a binge all the same. It’s like I lost control as I hoovered 10 rice
cruskits with some delicious Lurpak Lightly Salted butter. I don’t even know
why I reached for that out of all things available to me. I was tired and I
hadn’t eaten since breakfast due to a midday nap and my head telling me I could
‘hold out’ until dinner. My binge occurred whilst dinner was on the stove. I
was so disappointed. In fact I’m still disappointed in myself.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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perspective for me. Falling off the wagon and having a binge is not failure,
how you react to it is what should concern you. If you get right back up and
continue to eat healthy and exercise well, then you have the right mindset and
you will be fine. I pointed out that my binge was at worst around 700 calories
– she said not to worry about the calories, but the fact that I binged on
processed foods. Next time, I would be better off having a protein shake or
fruit if I felt like that. All of a sudden it felt like a little burden was
lifted. I was human and that was okay. Since then I have eaten 100% and I have
done 3 x 45-50 min bootcamp sessions since and another scheduled for this
afternoon. My fitness is improving and I’m once again pushing myself to my
limits.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
Shrinking Camillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07406943489072515788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908497636189470286.post-56577184598463105862013-08-14T17:30:00.002+10:002013-08-14T17:30:27.609+10:00Griffin PT 8 Week Challenge
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">Okay, so you’ve probably gathered by posts that I’m a bit
over 12WBT. Yes, the program works, but since I’ve lost my mojo, I just haven’t
been able to get it back. Frustrating much? Oh yes!<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">So my local PT who I’ve been doing bootcamp with, Tash from
Griffin PT, is running an 8 Week Challenge. I figured I may as well give it a
go, seeing as since I’ve been back from Fiji I’ve had the flu and eaten crap
and put on a tonne. So I signed up not quite knowing what to expect.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">Griffin PT has partnered with 7 Day Raw Detox to construct
our mealplan. This means Week 1 consists of a 7 Day Raw Detox. I’ve never
really done a detox, but how hard can it be? There’s a set plan that includes a
lot of liquid, a lot of raw veggies, a few pieces of fruit, no meat, no coffee,
no preservatives and nothing artificial. Sounds like it’d be good for my
health, so I jumped in.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">I had my first assessment with Tash and was nearly in tears
after realising I’d put on a heap of weight since pre-Fiji – an unbelievable
amount. It’s so bad I don’t even want to confess to you guys yet how much it
is, but I’m sure I will in time. Tash is one of those genuine and rare people
who have faith in me. There’s not a lot of those left around. So I left Tash’s
place excited and nervous all at once.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">I went shopping for my first week’s worth of groceries and
oh my goodness there was a lot. I thought for sure I’d never get through it. I
even bought the PharmaGreens (blech!!) and Raw Protein (not my fave either) to
ensure I stuck to the program 100%.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">Each day and night I had my raw foods, at first it wasn’t
too bad. I quite enjoyed my breakkie smoothie and my salads were okay, but
towards the end of the week I was over it. I didn’t want to see another
sundried tomato. All I wanted was a hot meal – I didn’t really care what.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">In the middle of all of this, whilst pushing my heart out at
bootcamp, I managed to trip and have a minor fall. My ankle hurt a little, but
the pain subsided and I kept going. By the time I’d showered and headed to work
it was starting to ache. I went to get up to go and buy an ankle support when I
realised I couldn’t put any weight on it. I was in agony. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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car and then drive me up to mine. I headed home and started the painful act of
icing it for 20 mins and then resting it for 20 mins.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">To cut a long story shorter, after ultrasounds and xrays it
turns out I’ve just strained it. All the same, it hurt like hell, and there was
no swelling. I’m back at bootcamp now, but there’s only limited running for me
for the next week or so. Keep your fingers crossed!<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">Let’s fast forward to Saturday. Saturday is our weekly weigh
in – I got there nice and early knowing I wouldn’t be working out to get
weighed in. Well week 1 of raw detox was a marvellous success. I lost 5.4kg in
one week and was feeling fantastic! I think my mojo is back and I can’t wait to
complete this 8 week session block and see how I go. Hoping to be back in
double figures easily before Christmas. Watch this space for now and see how I
do.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
Shrinking Camillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07406943489072515788noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908497636189470286.post-27021360809489600452013-08-12T21:27:00.001+10:002013-08-12T21:27:27.210+10:00Fiji
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">Yep. I did it again. I know I promised I wouldn’t. There are
no excuses. Well, there are. I’ll go through it all in good time though.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">First things first. Fiji.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">I’ve now been and gone, and I loved it. We had an absolutely
fantastic time enjoying everything from jet boat riding to shopping and we even
experienced a 9 Course Degustation Menu.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">We stayed at Sonaisali Island Resort and I guess I should
have researched a bit more. Although the Fijians are friendly, this resort is
owned by Aussies and you could tell. When we turned up to check in, our room
had been booked out to someone else and wasn’t ready for us, with a delay of at
least 90 minutes. This is not a good start after a midnight flight with little
to no sleep. Breakfast was complimentary so that made our wait a little more
comfortable. The burres are roomy with great views of the beach and water. I do
need to note the beach is not white. The beach is more grey coloured with mud
coloured water. This is due to no reefs being nearby to clean it up. Also,
cleanliness isn’t high on the list. Dirty glasses can take up to a week to be
replaced and/or removed and we frequently saw cockroaches. I expect this in a
burre seeing as it’s pretty open, but I wasn’t expecting geckos on steroids.
All in all, we enjoyed our time but will not be revisiting this resort. Trying
to book our prepaid activities in was hard as they were ‘never’ available and
any resort based activities were expensive for what they were. Oh and don’t
forget that unless it’s a specified meal time you can’t buy snacks unless
chocolate and chips are your thing. Couldn’t buy fresh fruit or even a sandwich
to snack on if our tour came back a little late.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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of the Sleeping Giant and the orchids on show were magnificent. We also
accompanied a tour on the Sigatoka Jet Boat Safari to a village and this was
fantastic. I would highly recommend it!<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">Food wise I’d have to recommend visiting Port Denaru and
their little tourist area on the marina. It was fantastic and we felt
comfortable enough walking around. When walking around in Nadi (pronounced
Nandi) town, we were constantly being approached by people asking if we were
tourists and trying to get us to buy things from them.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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were away from the resort, the food and clothing was a lot cheaper than
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Shrinking Camillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07406943489072515788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908497636189470286.post-34487522181757406202013-07-24T15:06:00.001+10:002013-07-24T15:06:09.744+10:00I'm Back but Sick<p dir=ltr>Well I'm back in Australia but suffering man flu. I'm going to cut back to posting twice a week as of tgis weekend to get back in a routine.  Till then, stay healthy everyone<br>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">So it’s Friday. My promise of regular blogging has gone to the wayside. My promise to heal myself has been somewhat slowed. With changing medication and still struggling with my sleep, my brain and body has been nothing but a jumbled mess.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">So what other bring things have happened? Apart from the State of Origin, I also had a change on Wednesday night. I finally made time to get my hair cut and coloured by a very wonderful hairdresser. You can see my results below. We’ve gone with some burgundy, copper, chocolate and blonde streaks as well as emphasising the layers more and re-trimming my fringe.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">As a ‘larger than life’ kind of girl, I’ve always been drawn to pants, shorts, jeans, capris – pretty much anything that isn’t a dress or a skirt. I feel this is because I’m not a fan of skin rubbing together and whilst my thighs are sharing the same space, rubbing would have been inevitable.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">So what made me buy a skirt in the first place? Firstly, I’ve always bought skirts and dresses. Well, moreso dresses than skirts, but they both exist in my wardrobe. I’ve been known to wear dresses from time to time if the situation calls for it but I don’t recall wearing a skirt since my first job at Roma Street where it was part of the uniform. Back then I also wasn’t carrying all this excess weight.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">So during my last uniform order I thought I’d order a skirt as a goal. To be comfortable enough to wear a skirt to work. It’s been a cold week, and I honestly couldn’t be bothered washing last night (I made this decision yesterday morning) so I figured I could wear my skirt.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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Shrinking Camillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07406943489072515788noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908497636189470286.post-49650703218232320072013-06-19T15:59:00.000+10:002013-06-19T15:59:26.489+10:00Are you the watermelon in a group of peas?<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">I’m very competitive. I don’t like coming last. It took many sessions for me to realise that I’m not ‘coming last’ although sometimes I still slide back in to that mentality. My journey is mine. There is no need to compare it to those who are fitter than me.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">I attend each session and I put in more in each session than I did in the previous one. By the time I get home I feel nauseate, exhausted and I know I’ve worked my hardest. Today I realised that I am actually improving.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">I can jog the entire block now instead of having to walk most of it. Although I still fall behind, I am nowhere near as far behind as I used to be. I can feel my strength and my agility and speed and endurance improving. This is a fantastic feeling.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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Shrinking Camillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07406943489072515788noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908497636189470286.post-22887549420560895002013-06-18T15:45:00.000+10:002013-06-18T15:45:24.230+10:00Breakdown anyone?<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;">
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">So my visit with my therapist shed some light on a very important topic on Friday. Breakdown.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">As you’re all aware by now I’m pretty involved with everything in my life. I have two jobs, I go to the gym and to bootcamp, I am currently studying for a diploma as well as foundation exams and I’ve just applied for uni, I help out friends, I have a 2 acre mini property to care for and I have a relationship to nurture, oh and I review books for the local paper. To date I’ve always been a firm believer that I was in control. I could handle it. It was no problem.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">Whenever someone asked me to do something, my immediate response was always ‘ofcourse I will’ – before the question had even registered in my head. Scary, hey? <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">Well Friday we discussed many things but one of them was fatigue and my newly found ability to want (need) to sleep at least ten hours a night. I don’t have time for ten hours a night just for sleep. What about my jobs, my studies etc.? When would they get the time they need?<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">Apparently my juggling act was a lot easier for my body to cope with in my twenties. Now that I’m ‘maturing’ my body doesn’t like to be pushed to the max so much.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">So what do I need to do? I need to prioritise everything in my life and re-balance it. I have started this by reducing the hours I work in Job #2. I have delayed starting my official course at uni till next year and will be spreading the STEPs program over two terms. I will still focus on exercise but perhaps only 2 gym sessions on top of my bootcamp sessions. I am also going to stop setting my Saturday morning alarm to allow my body to sleep for as long as it needs.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">I am going to be even more careful with my nutrition to ensure there are no deficiencies and so that my body can heal itself. Your body is a wonderful machine and with the right fuel it can do just about anything. I have faith that I will heal and that all it will take is time. I’m glad I’ve realised this now, instead of after the fact.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">So without a bathtub to soak in, I need to go through and work out what relaxes me and how I can schedule that in. I’ve committed to spend more time reading and in my garden and I feel that’s going to have a huge impact. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">I’ll keep you posted, but in the meantime, if you have any fantabulous suggestions, please comment and let me know – I’d love to hear how you relax and unwind.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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Shrinking Camillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07406943489072515788noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908497636189470286.post-64272875211815836372013-06-17T14:49:00.003+10:002013-06-17T14:49:30.283+10:00Envisage your vision you visionary!<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;">
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">I was unwell Friday and spent the majority of the day in bed so I didn’t write a blog post. I didn’t think anyone would really want to read a blog that went something like” blech, ugh, uh tired, sleepy” and so forth, so I held off until today. I did buy myself a little 'get well' present:</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">Saturday was my ‘Create a Kick Ass Vision Board’ with <a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Connection-Coaching/267092006675182?group_id=0" target="_blank">Connection Coaching</a> session in Yeppon. After getting slightly lost, I found a room full of smiles and a lot of magazines and some white cardboard. This was the room to get the creative juices flowing. There was mood calming music, coffee and tea for everyone and most of all inspiration. I became so focussed on the task at hand that I barely noticed anything or anyone else for the entire session. I tried to keep to a board that would provide a vision of my short term (1-3 years) goals. With a table of Good Health and Women’s Fitness magazines it wasn’t hard to find the pictures and words I needed to motivate me. I have included pics of my vision board below:<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">Sunday was pretty cruisey – just a standard Sunday at work. Good news is that my request to drop from 17 to 10 hours per week to commence post-Fiji has been approved! Yay! More “me time”!!<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">Oh and then to take away some of that “me time” I also found out today that I’ve been approved to participate in the CQU Steps program from workforce to uni. I can’t wait till I’m able to commence a ‘real’ course next year! Yay! So that’s me signing out!<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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Shrinking Camillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07406943489072515788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908497636189470286.post-47179571000988413362013-06-13T11:35:00.003+10:002013-06-13T11:35:49.690+10:00Sleep.<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">I’m very fortunate. I am normally able to sleep anywhere, anytime without any great difficulty. I was able to until the beginning of this year. This year has been the year of troubled sleep for me.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">I’ve either not been falling asleep at a reasonable hour, or it’s been the opposite, where I’ve gone to bed in a timely manner, but woken up tired. I’ve been through a turmoil for the first half of this year, as you all know but now it’s getting beyond a joke. This is frustrating the hell out of me.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">Yesterday I was so tired after getting up and heading to work, that I ended up having to pull over on the way to work for a ten minute powernap – in the morning!! This never used to be me. I used to be able to cope on very minimal sleep. Now it seems I can barely cope at all.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">I’m a control nut. I control nearly every aspect of my life and I do it well. My weight has never been on that list and now I can add my sleep to it. It’s driving me insane. As I’m on medication, I’m not sure what I can take for the sleeping, if anything. All I know is that warm milk doesn’t help, and the smell of lavender is not soothing to me.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So this is the reason I didn’t write yesterday and it’s the reason that today’s post is short and sweet. I’m tired. I’m beyond tired – I’m fatigued. If anyone has any tips, send them through, either by comment on here or email </span><a href="mailto:camillas12wbt@tpg.com.au"><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">camillas12wbt@tpg.com.au</span></a><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;"> – Thanks again!<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
Shrinking Camillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07406943489072515788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908497636189470286.post-44983864944007110192013-06-11T13:45:00.001+10:002013-06-11T13:45:50.162+10:00Coffee Quotas and Matchsticks<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">For the first time in a very long time I had a great time at home. I spent Friday doing not much in particular but still getting things done. There was a lot of napping on the couch and flicking through magazines. I still went through with bootcamp, so I felt my good deed had been done, so I was left to wrestle with my own thoughts.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">Now I’m no angel. I’ve had my little binges and I’ve had my big binges. Overall, I still stick to roughly 1200-1300 calories per day. I’d safely say that 90% of the time I hit the target. I have worked out my BMR to be sitting at 1870. This means, by just ‘existing’ I use 1870 calories per day.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Then using the Harris Benedict Formula for existing a moderately active lifestyle brings my daily calorie expenditure to 2900 roughly. This means that for me to gain weight I have to ‘binge’ on average 1600 calories a day! Now I can be completely honest and say that I do not binge daily. It doesn’t happen. I can also honestly say that when I do binge, yes, it can be up to the 1000 calorie mark but not regularly. Mostly it’s 300-500 calories above my allowance.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">So scientifically, I shouldn’t be gaining weight. Scientifically I should be losing weight, although not in great huge amounts, but it should still be a loss. It has been suggested to me that I should research Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome. One of the main symptoms of PCOS is unexplained weight gain. Unfortunately this means a whole new series of visits to the GP to rule this out or try to get at least one step closer to the confusion that is my body.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">There was my first thought pattern that occupied my weekend. The second was sleep. Or rather, lack of sleep. For about the last week now I’ve been suffering broken sleep, not getting more than an hour or two before waking up. Unfortunately this can be a side effect of the medication so for now I just need to suck it up and get on with life. This means that I need to invest in a lot of matchsticks as I will no longer be turning to food to keep me awake and I’ve already promised myself that I will not exceed my 1 daily coffee quote whilst at work.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">Now we’ve traipsed through the negatives, let’s hit the positives.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">We’ve got blueberries and a custard apple tree in the ground now – I can’t wait till everything starts producing fruit – I’m going to have a field day!! Still left to go in the ground pre-Fiji is the coffee and tea plants, but they’ll go in either this weekend or next.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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Shrinking Camillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07406943489072515788noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908497636189470286.post-31421918255176760952013-06-06T15:22:00.000+10:002013-06-06T15:22:09.492+10:00Fourteen Days and a lot of Green and White Pills<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">Today marked the fifteenth day on antidepressants. When I got up this morning and saw that my first sheet was gone and it was time for my second it made me think. I thought about how I used to feel, I thought about how I feel now and I wondered if I felt any different.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">The mere fact that it took forty-five minutes to pull myself out of bed should have given me the answer. I still have sad days. I now also have angry days. I’ve had a few in the last week and for no reason at all. It’s amazing that this body that I’m enclosed is able to do so much, control so much without me consciously doing so.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">This week I have also been hungry. I’m not sure if it’s boredom, or the fact I need a break, but it’s getting worse. A very wise person once said to me that antidepressants don’t hold calories to make me put on weight – how true is that! They don’t. Yet I thought of them as an excuse. The only reason for me to be eating is because I haven’t been consuming enough nutrients. There’s been junk or incomplete meals passing my lips. They’ve been momentarily satisfying, but not really nurturing my body.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">The other major difference I’ve noticed is sleep. I crave a lot more of it these days. I get a lot more of it these days too. I’ve downloaded an app called SleepBot that tracks your sleep and sleep debt. I have found that this helps me immensely take a conscious step to be more aware of what my body needs. Especially now as I’m trying to heal and recuperate.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">All of this was flurry-ing through my head this morning and I decided that no, I hadn’t really noticed a difference in the last fortnight. That’s okay though as the doctor had warned me to allow at least four weeks till it will start balancing out the chemical imbalances that exist within. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">In another four weeks I will be flying to Fiji. It scares the hell out of me as I don’t know whether the medication will have fully kicked in by then. I get told it will, but I don’t know for certain. I’m not sure if it’s something I need to disclose or how to handle it. I’ve never had to worry about flying with medication before, this will be my first and that, to me, is strange.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">So in fourteen days I took fourteen little green and white pills to help my body balance out what it can’t do itself. To date I see no change but I will persevere. I’m no quitter, I only quit the negativity in my life.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">Oh and if Natasha reads this – my abs are so sore from Wednesday! I feel like I have a six pack trying to escape the protective layer of fat on my gut!<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
Shrinking Camillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07406943489072515788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908497636189470286.post-65821252534484410902013-06-05T14:28:00.001+10:002013-06-05T14:28:46.903+10:00Rocky River Run Expectations Crash Down<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;">
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="color: #e69138;">Firstly I must apologise. I know it feels like forever the last time I wrote, but due to circumstances outside of my control, this is my first opportunity.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #e69138;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">So Sunday was the famous Rocky River Run. By late Saturday afternoon my nerves were already taking over my body and then a sleepless night ahead didn’t help either. I put all that out of mind when the alarm went off Sunday morning and begrudgingly I got out of bed and into the jelly moulds and racerback that would be my ‘costume’ for the day. I say costume because it just doesn’t look quite right on me </span><span style="font-family: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"><span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;">J</span></span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Shrinking Camillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07406943489072515788noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908497636189470286.post-86147353831848534722013-05-31T14:46:00.001+10:002013-05-31T14:46:33.490+10:00The Happiness Challenge Starts Tomorrow<a href="http://camillas12wbtjourney.blogspot.com.au/2013/05/the-happiness-challenge.html#links"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Camilla's Journey from the Land of Obesity: The Happiness Challenge</span></a><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">Every morning is a struggle. For some reason, my ‘get up and go’ has been MIA for the last few weeks. I didn’t think anyone had really noticed. Today I found out they had.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">I know it’s my fault that I’ve been tardy. I realise that’s my problem. No, my work isn’t behind. Yes, I am still completing all my daily tasks.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">So why is it so hard for me to be on time, when I was once a person who was never late?<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">Admittedly I’ve adjusted the alarms for my week away from Bootcamp. I’ve allowed myself to catch up on some sleep and to adjust to the new medication. That shouldn’t be making me late though. I’m definitely up early enough. Normally everything is pretty organised and ready to go. So what’s the trigger? What holds me back so much?<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">The thoughts running through my head pushing each other out of the way and fighting to be first in the line-up. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Everything flashes through my mind, everything relating to anything like weightloss, food, eating clean, families, friends – everything. It’s like a whirlwind of disjointed information. Sometimes I get lost in my thoughts for only a few minutes, sometimes it’s a lot longer and unfortunately it’s these moments that have their greatest bearings on my life.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">I’ve contemplated taking time out till everything balances back out, but there’s no guaranteed time frame. I can’t sit at home and do nothing whilst time just ticks on by. So here I am, confessing to the world of online jibberish. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">Last night I had my 4 week assessment. This is to see how I’m going and what has improved for me. With everything going on, I wasn’t looking forward to it, I was sure there was not going to be any major change.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">With my heart beating loudly, I stepped on the scales. Roughly a 2kg gain over the month – nowhere near as bad as I expected. In fact, weighing in the afternoon is unpredictable for me, it can vary dependant on my lunch, when I had my last glass of water and so forth. Only two kilograms is awesome – I can work with that. I can manage that. I can shed that. My morning weigh in shows that I’m still stagnant. No shift on the scales and this is with everything else going on. I really can’t complain with that.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">My dehydration levels have dropped several percent. This is not what I wanted to hear. I am drinking 2-3L water daily and my hydration levels were only at 40%. For a healthy female, the target is at least 60%. So why wasn’t my body hydrating? I’d already started taking Enduro (even though the sugar content scares me a bit) and it wasn’t making a difference. Maybe it’s because I have limited salt in my body. I cook from scratch, I use raw ingredients wherever possible and I never add salt – had this become my undoing? I’m still trying to work out what’s going on here, so if you know anything about hydration and salts and so forth, please, please drop me a line! Oh, the chemist has me on gastrolyte twice a day too to try to improve the levels.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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Shrinking Camillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07406943489072515788noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908497636189470286.post-87248067376431839192013-05-29T10:40:00.000+10:002013-05-29T10:40:19.016+10:00Welcome to Struggle Town<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;">
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<span style="color: #e69138;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I’m not sure what happened this morning. I certainly didn’t wake up at the time my alarm was set. I woke up an hour later. This put me on the course of tardiness. I was late getting everything done, including arriving at work.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #e69138;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Today is Wednesday. Most of you will probably question that statement, but I know my 12wbt buddies won’t. Wednesday is the day to jump on the scales and accept your fate. The scales weren’t kind to me. They weren’t nasty either, but I had been hoping for a decline in numbers. I need to see that decline so badly to keep going. Still weigh 108kg. No gain. No loss.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #e69138;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I’ve been told that at least it’s not a gain, and don’t worry about it. Well I do. I do worry about it. I am obese. That’s an unhealthy weight. I have fat that I need to shed. Tonight is also my bootcamp assessment. I’m not sure how I’m going to feel stepping on the scales with little to no change. Having to explain it all again. I hope if nothing else that maybe I’ve discarded some cm, maybe my fitness has improved. Just any sign, any positive sign to spur me on.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #e69138;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Today is my seventh day of taking the medication. Some days I feel like it’s already improving and then days like today make me question it all. I know I have to give it at least four weeks, so that’s what I’ll do. I hope I’m over these ‘spats’ by then because they’re so exhaustive and counter-productive.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Apologies for this disjointed post. I’m not quite myself today. I’m struggling with every concept of me, every angle.</span> <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">As the days are counting down and I get closer and closer to my island getaway, I find myself more and more worried about how my depression will affect my holiday. I don’t want it to. I want to enjoy Fiji and all it has to offer, from the Sobeto Mud Baths to the Sleeping Giant and kayaking and everything else I would like to do. I’ve decided to take a proactive step in the right direction.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">Just like all those ab/squat challenges floating around, this is my challenge for June. This is working on my mental health over my physical health. It’s gradually increasing, there’s time to reflect each week and I believe that by the end of June I’ll be feeling a lot better for it.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">It’s one of those classics that you’ve heard of, but never heard about. It hadn’t really sparked my interest till the last Chicks at the Flicks. The loud pounding music, the twenties flapper-style costumes, Leo di Caprio – I was hooked. I had to see it. With great anticipation I’d waited for last night.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">When I arrived, I realised this was going to be a first for me. My first 3D Movie! I was given some geeky looking horn rimmed glasses and my bag of goodies (the whole reason I’m in love with Chicks at the Flicks).<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">The lights dim, the words on the screen tell me to put my geek glasses on. Wow. It’s like things are actually flying at me. At first I feel a little queasy and uneasy but I soon settle to enjoy the movie.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">Without giving too much away, the movie was amazing. The costumes were amazing and gorgeous, the soundtrack was thumping and connected straight to my heart and the story line was truly genius. It’s hard to believe this was based on a novel written in the mid 1920s. The actors did their job so well that at times I was so involved I forgot it was a movie.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;"><span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">I give this 4 out of 5 stars! The hour and a half goes quicker than you imagine. If you’re going to see a movie this month – I highly recommend the Great Gatsby. I’m so inspired I think I’m even going to hunt down the book to read.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">Close your eyes. Slow down your breathing. Make sure you’re sitting somewhere not too noisy. Let’s go through a little exercise.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">Think of a golf ball. It’s small, round and hard. Now grab that golf ball with your hand. Squeeze it hard, as hard as you can. Now imagine that golf ball, that you’re squeezing with your hand is lodged inside your head. It’s a blunt pain, it’s gripping, it’s torturous.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">Now that you’re squirming and squinting at the screen, you’ve got some idea of what I endured on Wednesday morning.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">Wednesday was bootcamp morning. I got up when the alarm went off at 4.30am, pulled on my gym gear, pulled back my hair and headed off ready to do my fitness test. Wednesday marked 4 weeks since the commencement of bootcamp. At this point I was feeling fine, but it was a little chilly.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">As a warmup, we jogged down the street and back, and this is when I started feeling uncomfortable. I think uncomfortable is the best way to describe it. It wasn’t hurting yet, but I could feel something out of place in my head. As we continued on with our explosive fitness test the pain kicked in. Involuntary tears were streaming down my face. My body wasn’t ready to give up but this pain was holding me hostage. I haven’t got my results from my fitness test yet. I’m not looking forward to receiving them as I don’t think it can be any good. I certainly didn’t feel like I’d worked as heard and it was mainly due to this pain in my head. After bootcamp I headed home for a shower.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">I had the water turned up as hot as I could stand, I was numb, cold and almost paralysed from the pain. After what felt like forever I could feel some sort of feeling come back into me.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">I called in sick to work. There was no way I could go through the day if this happened again. I was scared, nervous and apprehensive. As soon as my local doctor surgery opened I made an appointment.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">Fast Forward to Appointment…..<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">After a lot of talking, questioning etc. it was decided that this pain was somewhat psychosomatic. This means that it’s all in my head – quite literally. There was no reason for me to have had that pain. It was my body saying ‘enough is enough’.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This was the longest appointment I’d ever had with a GP. It felt like I was there for nearly an hour. I was being interrogated (new doctor) and asked questions I’d never been asked before. I’ve been referred to see a psychiatrist and I’ve also been prescribed antidepressants.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">This is a scary post to write. It’s putting it all out there. I know I need to, because if I don’t, it will consume me.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">I hate medication. I don’t believe in medication. Just taking one panadol can knock me out for 24 hours. I was scared what medication would do to me. Would it control me? What were the side effects? Was it really worth it?<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">I’ve made my appointment – it’s in about four weeks. I’ve started my medication and I’m still scared as hell. My sleeping is erratic (and expected) due to the circumstances. I have decided to believe that I can control my side effects. Or at least one side effect which can be weight gain/weight loss. I need to be stronger than before and stick to clean eating. That will alleviate side effects and see me heal quicker. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">Now you know why I’ve been quiet. I’ve been trying to work out whether to post this and how to word it. Now it’s out there. I don’t need sympathy. I don’t want sympathy. I just want to be honest and put it all out there. Everybody’s weightloss journey is different – we all encounter different hurdles.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">Enjoy your weekend!!<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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