Features

The End


No, I don’t mean the end of daily gym visits and broccoli mashing.

The truth is that I LOVE daily gym visits and I LOVE broccoli mashing. Big bowls of broccoli mash with chicken and hot sauce make my day.

Most of you already know this story, but in the spirit of The End, I’m going to tell it in one fell swoop…

Almost 5 years ago now, my PT of an ex boyfriend put an Olympic bar on my back, and my whole world changed.

I fell in love with weight lifting and started training properly, daily.

I started learning about nutrition so I could see the changes to my body (if you train like an athlete and you’re not getting anywhere aesthetically, you now know you are not genetically blessed – sorry – and your nutrition needs changing).

I learned fast, I changed fast, and I fell in love with every sweaty, painful, scientific second of it. I started this site and began blogging about what I was doing.

I remember watching PT sessions and seething with jealousy, so I enrolled on a PT course, got my L2, later my L3, and finally my nutrition qualifications, before taking on as many clients as I could. At one point, I think I had 21. I have NO idea how I managed that, but thank God I did, because what I learned in those 3 years of PTing in parks and gym studios was invaluable.

My knowledge grew and evolved – continues to grow and evolve – and before I knew it, what I could do to my body and the bodies of those who really wanted it amazed me – continues to amaze me!

Several preps, photoshoots, alterations, implementations and goal posts later, it was October 2016, and I was trying, and failing, to best myself.

Cardio, calories, macros and consistency, and my body had finally stopped responding.

Now, make NO mistakes about it, changing your body is a simple science, and if you follow the formula, you get the results. Period.

But the fool proof formula wasn’t working…as it turned out, there were roads of knowledge I had yet to wander down.

In short, my metabolism had crashed. My body had readjusted to my new patterns and if I wanted to change it AGAIN, I was going to have to take some drastic diet and or training measures. But I was burnt out. I didn’t want to take drastic measures. I’m not a science experiment, I am a 29 year old woman with a life beyond abs. I was done.

I took November and December off. I trained every day, I ate healthy every day, but I didn’t push myself in the gym and I didn’t say no to a glass of wine. I didn’t TRY to do anything to my body other than love it, nurture it, and accept it for its soft, curvy, natural state.

By mid December I was gunning for a push. I am the kind of girl who gets a serious kick out giving something 110%, and then some. I will empty the tank into a task and love every exhausting second of it. But I knew I had to hold tight, Christmas was coming and I wanted to do it properly.

By January 1st 2017 I was well fed, well rested, and well ready for the next few weeks of 100%.

As you can read on this site, I progressively lowered my calories (slowly down to 1300) and my macros (eventually entering a carb cycle), while progressively upping my cardio.

I didn’t cheat. It wasn’t easy. And yes you can do it too. How? YOU JUST FUCKING DO.

By week 9 I was the lightest and leanest I’ve ever been at 122lbs and 12.5% body fat.

Yes this is maintainable – with no cheating for weeks at a time and pretty horrific training sessions.

I am not interested in having a pizza every 3 weeks and I am not interested in horrific training sessions.

I am interested in eating some serious pizza and gaining some serious muscle before May, when I will start my next prep.

No, it’s not ‘throwing it away’, it’s progressing my body, my life, and my goals.

*If you want to change your body, see my 12 Week Body Transformation Guide, written by, followed by, and fully endorsed by me, me, and me.*