Body & Fitness

Week one – April Ieremia’s weight loss diary

'I'm going to lose 30kg!'

Catch up with all of April Ieremia’s diary entries and accompanying exercise regimes

oh my God! I am not 100.6kg!

How on earth could I possibly weigh that? I don’t feel it and I am sure I don’t look it so how can I weigh it!

These hideous scales, which haven’t been used for the past two months, must be faulty – it’s the only explanation because they are telling me that I weigh 100.6kg.

I know I’m overweight but surely not obese. I thought I weighed in the nineties, not over the ton.

In a state of disbelief, I had to make sure it wasn’t a cruel joke so I hopped on and off the scales for the next minute, praying quietly the bloody things had a manufacturing fault which would excuse the ridiculous number.

oy picture-perfect trainer Scott, who is already sick of my moaning, jumped on to show me the scales are truth-tellers. He weighs exactly as he should – the only error is in my self-assessment. Even with all his clothes on, tracksuit, sweatshirt and heavy running shoes, he only weighs 85kg.

over the past two years, I have hidden from regular exercise simply because it hurts. And I have kidded myself into thinking that my metabolism, which used to be that of an international athlete, would kick into gear and suck the excess fat from my system.

Every now and then I would look in the mirror and say “come on girl, you deserve better than this” and then get excited about a new health kick, a new me. I would eat nutritiously and exercise regularly.

Last September, my friend Alysha and I decided it was time to get into shape so we made a pact to lose weight by Christmas. We had ideas of spending a summer at the beach, frolicking in the sea and sporting bodies anyone would want. The challenge was to walk the length of a beach, on Christmas Eve, in shoestring bikinis.

Sadly, on Christmas Eve (during the day) we took one look at each other, shook our heads and said, “Nah.” We both agreed that we were doing the beach community a huge favour by not carrying out the challenge as our lard from winter hadn’t disappeared.

I usually find that after a month of my health kicks, I get over them. The initial rush of motivation drains, time to exercise vanishes, buying dinner on the way home from work becomes a great idea and on the rare occasion I do have time to exercise and cook, I would rather watch DVDs.

I am not making excuses but I have found the strains of solo parenting, work and life in general are huge inhibitors to staying on track. Time becomes my enemy and enthusiasm does a runner.

So after years spent eating like the Hungry Caterpillar, I am sick of it. Days turn into weeks, weeks turn into months and months are suddenly years. Then all of a not-so-sudden, I am 100.6kg.

The time has come for transformation. I am in a cocoon phase of my life where things are changing, I am changing, my heart is open and I’m embracing the reset – a new way of living.

over the next six months I aim to lose 30kg with the help of my trainer but more importantly, I aim to make these new habits and tools part or my life forever.

And there’s some exciting news for Weekly readers as well.

In next week’s column I’ll be revealing how you can win a trip to accompany me to a gorgeous island destination, by losing weight and changing your life.

So join me on my weight-loss journey and you never know, you may be the lucky loser who wins a trip to paradise with me in December as a reward for all your hard work – a great way to start summer, don’t you think?

It’s time to be lighter and lovelier – let the butterfly you have always dreamed of being fly free.

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