Lying in bed, you wake gradually, slowly becoming more aware of yourself . You recognise that familiar feeling of dread mixed with guilt weighing heavily on your heart. Still groggy, you cast your mind back, combing through the previous day’s experiences as you seek out the source.
Ah yes, now you remember, yesterday was a BAD DAY
It started off innocently enough, with your usual pledge to be good, to resist temptation; that today will finally be the day you’ll keep that promise to yourself.
Breakfast is never a problem, that’s when you’re most motivated and least enticed to stray from your plan. You’re into drinking green smoothies in a jar with a straw these days, you saw it on Instagram.
You get ready for the day and look with disappointment at the softness around your waist line and your extra chin.
You feel the hot surge of anger and disgust rise up your face.
You declare war on your body, you’re off to punish yourself at the gym. “I’ll rip this weight off me if it’s the last thing I do” you mutter through gritted teeth.
Lunchtime comes and you’re still riding the wave of exercise endorphins, “Train Hard Eat Clean” is your mantra, and in your mind you secretly admonish your peers for not eating your “clean” chicken salad.
As the afternoon starts to roll around, the sugar craving train hits you hard. That extra 100 calories you pushed yourself for on the elliptical trainer is coming back with a vengeance as you feel your energy slump.
You’re thinking back to that chicken salad, thinking maybe you should have eaten some bread, or at least a few of those fries. As you start ticking over in your mind what would be a “good” cheat right now, you happen to walk past your reflection in an office window.
Still fat. Still gross.
What’s the point ?
And it’s like you’ve triggered a button, and your body goes into autopilot.
Go Directly To Your Nearest Source Of Sugar, Fat & Carbs, Do Not Pass Go Do Not Collect $200
You dull your reality for the moment, with the comfort of the party going on in your mouth.
This. Is. LIVING! you think.
Then that little voice pipes up in your head saying “F*ck it – You’ve ruined it now, let’s go another round!”
You inhale the food, mouthful after mouthful. You’re like a scavenging hyena scouring for your first meal in weeks. Suddenly, you snap out of your time warp, back to reality and see the spoils of your feast.
That’s when the guilt starts to creep in.
In rebellion, you announce to yourself that you’ve decided to give up hating yourself instead!
After all, you don’t need to lose weight for anyone, people love you for you! You celebrate your new found confidence, and continue your splurge into the evening, and relish the wine, and the desert.
Falling asleep on the couch in a food coma and resolving to cover every mirror, and ignore every window you walk past, so you just won’t look at your reflection.
Then that oh-so familiar nasty little voice pipes up.
“Yeah, good idea Fatty ! What about when you can’t stuff your huge arse into your fat pants again? Oh, and don’t forget you can’t run and hide every time someone pulls out a camera.
And you realise…She’s right.
You know you just look like a huge heifer next to all your slim and gorgeous girlfriends. You get up, go to the bathroom and inspect the damage, grabbing your stomach in a handful of fat.
Wobbling it. Screwing up your nose. Sucking in your stomach, using your hands to squash your saddle bag thighs.
Stuff this! I’ll start tomorrow! And as you fall asleep, you’re full of pep talks in your head.
You’re determined to not be that girl – the hot, fat mess who always whinges about her weight, but can never seem to do anything about it.
Lying in bed, you wake gradually, slowly becoming more aware of yourself and as you do you recognise that familiar feeling of dread mixed with guilt weighing heavily on your heart. Still groggy, you cast your mind back, combing through your previous day’s experiences as you seek out the source. Ah yes, now you remember, yesterday was a BAD DAY……
How long have you been living YOUR Ground Hog day?
And for how long are you willing to let it continue?
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After suffering a fairly serious breakdown I was unable to cope with life in general. My body felt broke, old and frail – I didn’t just feel middle aged, I felt half dead. I hadn’t realised that my body was self destructing and I was doing it to myself, working long hours, too much alcohol, lots of bad food and absolutely no exercise.
After six months of working with Bianca, I no longer need my blood pressure medication, anti depressants and my cholesterol is in a safe zone. I have lost 2 dress sizes and more than 26 kilos. I now have a life outside of our business and can see a happy, healthy future for our family. I hope the person I became never comes back as I like this girl so much better.
I had heard of Bianca through some magazines – it was an investment but I had tried and failed so many times but in six short months, 20 kilos melted off me and it had a massive and unexpected effect on our styling business. While working with Bianca we secured a national gig, increased our prices to a level we previously thought no one would pay, AND we were booked out weeks in advance.
The majority of this 20 kilo weight loss has only been 5% diet and exercise, the rest has been an emotional journey. Bianca confronted me and called me on my BS and challenged some of my most deeply help beliefs about who I am. And the results are undeniable. I haven’t completely quit drinking, I still get to eat chocolate, I’ve had the best year in my business EVER – and perhaps the most important thing is how differently I react to things emotionally.
Who knew that taking it slowly and being kind to yourself could get you the results that yelling at yourself couldn’t.
Before working with Bianca I was super stressed and I thought it was too hard and I didn’t have the time to be slim AND successful. But I was surprised at how easy it was to implement Bianca’s system – I haven’t counted calories and I still pig out on foods I love. It’s been no coincidence to me that as a result of the new clarity of mind I’ve actually doubled my business at the same time I’ve made these changes to my body.