My workouts.

I can't call them workouts really because a workout to me is something that makes be want to pass out on the floor and curse a million times, but how can you call a brisk walk along the beach front with the wind in your hair and the sun shining down, work? I think I'll call them my 90 minutes of me time.

I walk at least  six days a week and go 7.8km most days. Just recently I've incorporated weights, ab work (ugh!) and boot camp type exercises, actually those exercises can be best described as 30 mins of kill me time because they are pretty hard especially when you weigh as much as I.

But it's working, sometimes I have to do a double take when I walk past a shop window or catch myself in the mirror because there is a lot less of me than almost 14 weeks ago! My clothes look ridiculous, I look as though I've gone and raided the clothing bins and just grabbed what's available but the truth is, I don't want to spend money on clothes that won't fit me in a few weeks time, I've already dropped 3 sizes! So until that terrible day when I walk into town and my jeans fall down to my ankles, I shall stick to the status quo. :)