Mogz Out Of Excuses!

Hello out there.

Right now I'm feeling a bit anxious about sharing my journey I am about to embark on. But, I guess blogging it, will help make me accountable, hopefully will give me enough information to help me improve on myself as I go and give me something I can reflect on to see how I have become who I will be!


So, to the start of 2013 I was admiring the wonderful work a few of my friends had done on improving themselves, living a healthier life and showing the rewards they reaped! I was in admiration and had toyed with the idea of starting a weightloss journey myself as I really had run out of excuses for being as big as I am. I had umm'd and ahhh'd about Cohen's Weightloss before I fell pregnant both times. I did the research this time and found quite a few not so desirable things about it. Then I read inside and out, the Jenny Craig webpage. How could I not, with Mel B, Dame Edna/Barry Humphries etc being rubbed in my face as I gorged my face while enjoying evening television.
I came across some before and after photos of a few friends that had completed Michelle Bridges 12 Week Body Transformation. So again I read, looked around. But I was still undecided on whether I was ready for this. But I was out of excuses.

My Excuses.
- I want another baby, what is the point of losing the weight if I'm gonna be looking and feeling crap again
- I do a 6 hour commute to work 3 days a week. When will I find time to exercise and cook proper meals for myself if I am never home and when I am home I want to spend quality time with my babies.
- Food tastes so good. Why do I have to give that up? I don't care how I look like. I have my family now, I am happy (This was far from the truth - hated trying to find clothes to look decent when going out)
- I'm self conscious. I can't go into the gym. I will be judged
- I can't exercise at home. It's too hard and i get all tired and sweaty
.... the list goes on.. but you get the idea. EVERY EXCUSE UNDER THE SUN...then I ran out.

Sometime on 6th January 2013, after I spent several days of downing 2 packets of nasi goreng noodles for breakfast (amongst other take aways and yummy treats), I thought I would have a sneak peak at what I weighed.

96.2kg
Nargh! Such a big number. I had only weighed this twice before - during both my pregnancies with JellyBean (who's turning 3 in a couple of weeks) and Chubbachups (9mths).

This number really freaked me out. It was on the other side of 95, too close 100kg for my liking. Did I really want to be happy eating the food I enjoyed whenever I wanted, if I'm gonna be hanging out in the triple digits?
I have seen morbidly obese people before, I always said to myself, I will never be that. But really this is where I was heading and it wasn't fair to my boys and my husband if I didn't look after myself because I enjoyed my food. My boys need a mom and hubby and I are a team when we raise our children.

So this is where my journey begins - the realisation I cannot be this person anymore.