Monday, 19 September 2016

Introduction – Fighting Fat with Fat

Hi guys,

Allow me to introduce myself…I’m Katy and I’m a human yo-yo. Well ok that might not be quite fair to this poor body of mine but like many of you reading this I have been through a gazillion cycles of fat, skinny(er), fatish, skinnyish and so on and on and on.

I can absolutely bust my ass in the gym and dieting for 3 months straight, lose 5kgs and then put it back on over a long weekend. No joke. I can look at a piece of bread and gain weight. I can blow my stomach out to look 6 months pregnant and have been able to do this party trick since the age of about 5. My ballet teacher used to call me Santa Claus in honour of this manoeuvre.

In my fatter times I’ve been asked if I'm having a baby (by a silly young thing who firstly dared to turn up for her trial bar shift wearing the same top as me, secondly didn’t want to turn it inside out as I suggested, thirdly, then proceeded to ask “Aww are you having a baaay-beee?” in the worst Kiwi accent you could imagine and then finally didn’t even act embarrassed when I informed her that no no it was just my fat stomach!... needless to say she didn’t get the job (sucked).

Anyway, I digress. So this is going to be my final journey…the Last Hurrah… The Final Countdown if you will… to realizing my dreams of:

      A)   A vertical belly button (vs. the swimming pool I'm currently rocking)
      B)   Visible abs (one can only keep dreaming)
      C)   Well accentuated lower back dimples (thumb prints for you boys reading this)
      D)   Killer toned legs and butt
   ....   And last but what should be first
      E)   Extremely awesome health from head to toe, inside to outside and everything in between

         ..... oh yeah and May 20th 2017 is my wedding date....ARRRGGGGGHHHH!

Over the next 12 weeks and beyond I am going to share my journey with you in the hopes that it will keep me on track through the power of social accountability, motivate other people to start their fatloss journey and most importantly educate the masses on the awesome benefits of being KETOGENIC.

I am not an expert and I in no way claim to be. I have however spent the last 10 years researching fatloss methods, diets and exercise programs and have put many of them in to practice. I have achieved good results on all of them…

BUT… eventually…as the chicken and broccoli began to lose its lustre and the 6-meal a day food prep joys started to tire… I let these methods slide, my sweet tooth started to rear its ugly head and the weight crept back on.

I have worked in gyms and have spent a lot of time around others fighting the same fight and I know how frustrating it can be.  As a dancer I have been trying to stay slim for so many f***n  years it’s not even funny (no it’s really NOT funny AT ALL) and have basically been on a diet (either actual or mental) for most of my adult life. And I'm over it. SO after years of research and trial and error I have decided to follow the people I trust the most, those hallowed ones that all my research has led me to, and to adopt a new way of eating the manages my sweet tooth, controls my blood sugar, looks after my ailing thyroid gland (which I can apparently partially blame for my easy weight-gain… yusssss) and try something different that I know WORKS!

I know it works, I’ve seen it happen. My sister successfully lost over 20kgs in 2 years by going ketogenic  (from this day forth to be known as “Keto”) and I've seen great results on myself.

What brings me to this stage in my life, however, when I’m 37 years old and STILL not at my goal weight, is a little realization that I had a couple of months ago which may have contributed to my failure:
Errrmm “No Kate (that’s what I call myself when I’m angry at myself) you are NOT in fact different, you do NOT have a super human digestive system that can outwit the carbs and no you can not cheat and get away with it!” – which brings us to today: The Final Countdown. The journey in which I stick to the system as it demands to be stuck to and not think I know better!

For those of you who think this is pure vanity (not naming any names REBECCA) it’s not. Well it is but it’s not. Being fit and in shape is what makes me happy. It makes me motivated to achieve in ALL other areas of my life and it certainly makes my relationship even better. It means I can follow my true passion and audition for a dance show if the opportunity arises or at the very least say “I’m a dancer” and not think others are snickering behind my back or thinking “well you don’t look like one!” (I know all you ex-dancers out there understand).
                                                                                                                              
 I'm not fat but I’m not anywhere near where I want to be…It’s those last 10kgs that so many of us struggle to lose... those bastardly 10kgs that stand in the way of achieving my/our dreams! Time to say BYE BYE!

54321… it’s ON!

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