And so it begins

A blog hey. Guess that means I'm ready to write, but write what exactly? Two weeks ago I brought a beautiful leather diary, it's still sitting on the kitchen table un-opened. My plan was to hand write a journal, an un-edited, un-polished, just pour out your emotions, thoughts, and internal screams onto paper, and keep it locked away for no one to see. Well obviously, I changed my mind.

This blog is supposed to be about just 3+12 weeks of my life. Doesn't sound like much, but it is, it will become a very important part of my life. I've committed to completing a nutrition, fitness and mindset transformation, trade-marked as Michelle Bridges 12 Week Body Transformation, or 12WBT. Yep, in 3+12 weeks time, I'll be transformed. Transformed from what you might ask? Well someone so totally obsessed with eating 'right from wrong' (yes, both extremes), exercising til I drop, and over analysing what I eat and how I choose to spend those calories of built up energy.

My goals for the 12 weeks (yes, that's an official task of the 3 weeks of pre-season), are still in the making. So far my thoughts are centred around eating healthy, nutritious, clean, pure, foods, and when possible sticking to the daily calorie limit of 1200. To write in the negative voice, this means not obsessing over food, no binge-eating cycles, and not beating myself up when I do stray from the rules. I really want to move on from so-called diet foods that are jam-packed with artifical sweetners, flavours and all the other bad stuff I'm wanting to learn more about.

I want to be fit, strong, lean, and mentally tough! ... okay so I want to look a bit musclely too!

This is my second round of the 12WBT. The last one finished just a few weeks ago. In those 12 weeks I achieved dropping 5.2 kg whilst increasing my fitness, learning about meal and snack portion sizes, and cooking up some delicious (and not so delicious) meals. There were ups and downs. I knew at the start it was going to be a challenge, and I was right. For me, rules are meant to be broken. Don't tell me I can't have something. Don't control me. This all manifested into a return of binge-bulimic eating cycles, usually at night, and usually (but not always) when I was home alone. I am ashamed and little pissed about this now, I feel like I cheated my fellow 12WBT'ers, but more importantly I cheated myself. I took the easy option. I binged on food I was'nt allowed to have. Food others had control over. And you know what? For nothing. The weeks I had the least control, when I binged- and lets put it bluntly, vomited up the demon food and then some, were the weeks I put on weight, or at best stayed the same. And the weeks I was clean but still had the occasional treat, well those were my best weight losses! God darn it.

So, this round is all about getting back in control.

I'm now 67.2 kg. My BMI is within the healhty range. Now lets set the path to dropping a few more kilo's, cleaning up the eating and nutrition, and strengthening the mind!