THE TWELVE WEEK CHALLENGE
My local gym is running a twelve week challenge, a competition where we are all weighed, photographed (OMG!) and had our fat measured. We also had our waists, bums and legs measured as well. As you can imagine, it was a unique, interesting experience. The words 'unique and interesting' are euphemisms for embarrassing and I'll only do it once. I had to breathe deep to get the courage to be photographed in a crop top and shorts and the way I got through it was to think of all those contestants on The Biggest Loser and how they were able to do it and they were bigger than me and they were doing it on national television.
Not long before that, I got my body fat measured (I really am not obsessive, I just thought it would be interesting to do) in a Bod Pod which is a big white egg-shaped thing with a little door and window in it. The handsome, young man with the athlete's body turned away while I got down to my bathers and I stepped inside. I sat there for 40 seconds and nothing seemed to happen and he pressed buttons and looked at a computer screen. I got out for a breather as it is a little claustrophobic in there, and then did it again. The young man took a read-out from the printer and after I dressed, began explaining it to me. He told me that I was in the 'excess fat' range at 35.5% body fat. The explanation said "Indicates higher than desired body fat level for long term health. Body fat reduction may be desirable". At least it didn't say 'morbidly obese' which I was worrying about. Not that I thought I was, but I didn't trust the machine.
It is now week 6 of the twelve week challenge and I am eating quite well although I do have a glass of wine from time to time. Also, on cheat day, I eat a muffin and definitely do have a glass of wine. I must admit I miss toast....
In the beginning I said I would win the category called 'Over 60's Women called Terry' and I think that may be the case. It would be fun to win the whole thing but when I go to their boot camp classes (at 6am!!) I see some fairly fierce competitors swinging those massive kettle bell weights and I think that my chances of winning the whole thing are pretty small.
So now I am off to make breakfast of poached eggs, fried tomatoes, mushrooms and spinach. This dieting thing is pretty good really!