Wednesday, October 01, 2014
I have been talking to my coach a fair bit lately, and last week when I e-mailed him progress pictures, he kindly asked if I would be ok doing a November show instead of the October 25th date I was aiming for. This was because, although I have improved a lot, we still have a fair bit of tightening up to do.
Admittedly, over the last few weeks, when I was taking these pictures to send him, my only thought was "I really don't think I'm on track for October 25th.." This became very persistent when it hit September 25th and I had the sudden realization that I was only four weeks out and nowhere near where I wanted to be.
When I looked at the OPA's event listings, it gave me a sign I could not ignore. My original date of October 25th.. that show was cancelled due to there being problems with the venue. Clearly, I was not meant to be competing that day. We have chosen a new date, November 29th. It is the last show of the season, and happens to be in my own city so I don't even have to travel for it! Plus there's a Gala dinner. Fancyfancy.
My stress levels have dropped considerably since I had this conversation with him. It has given me an extra four weeks to prep (and more time to procrastinate starting to tan because I reeeeally don't want to. haha), so now I know I can look downright amazing instead of just pretty good.
This does mean that I have four more weeks of doing 15+ workouts each week, and the added cost of extending my time with my coach, but I know I needed the time, and I'm glad I have the ability to prep for even longer.
PS. Still trying to fundraise so I can pay my coach/buy a suit/tan/etc, has not gone anywhere close to what I'd hoped would happen. If you are not interested, then that is perfectly ok. I am a stranger, and I understand entirely that this may look a bit pushy (not my intention). But if you don't try and ask the question, the answer is always no.
So if you are able and willing to contribute to my broke self so I can pay both my rent -and- my coach, I would be very grateful and will send a million unicorns to fart rainbows and poop marshmallows over top of your house to show what an awesome person you are. (*Disclaimer: unicorns and their subsequent rainbows and marshmallows may be invisible, but I swear they'll be there)
Tuesday, September 23, 2014
Last week, when I was doing my leg workout, I had this phrase said to me. "You're really strong for a girl." Bear in mind, at this particular point in time, I had just finished doing my 5th set of squats at 285lbs. Is that worthy of a compliment? Of course! I would compliment someone if I saw them do that as well. However, why does it have to be specified "for a girl"? Yes, sure, it is a compliment, albeit a very backhanded one.
My response was very simple. "Although I understand and appreciate your compliment, I would prefer if you did not try to somehow undermine my accomplishments by stating that I am strong 'for a girl'. I am strong PERIOD."
We're all born with bodies capable of fantastic things, if we only push through and try to achieve them. Whatever equipment we have between our legs should not be an indicator of our potential. I am weaker in some areas than I am in others, but that's just how bodies are designed. This same person who said that to me, I have seen on the flat bench pushing over 200lbs. That is impressive, and I have told him so. When guys see other guys moving large amounts of weight, it is "That was an awesome set!" or "Dude, that rocked!" or something of the sort. When I turn around and do the same, and when it comes to legs I outlift 90% of the people in my gym no matter what gender, I get "You're really strong for a girl." We're all here lifting weight like badass monsters, so why are we not ALL treated like the badass monsters we are?
To be fair, this particular person, when presented with the response I gave him, did laugh good-naturedly and apologize, then joked that he'd never want to be on the wrong side of me. Then I asked him if he wanted to jump in and do a set a squats. He said only if I did a set of bench presses with him. Touche.
And you know what? I run like a girl, I throw like a girl, I fight like a girl, and yeah, I lift like a girl. Because I AM a girl. And I am AWESOME.
Tuesday, August 19, 2014
Hey Sparkland! As some of you may already know, I have been training for my first figure competition for some time now. It is now down to the nitty gritty - my contest is in less than 12 weeks, and I need your help.
I have devoted many hours/days/weeks/months of my life towards this goal, as well as every single spare dollar I have found (and some support from really good friends). I am making myself broke in order to realize this dream, and I wouldn't have it any other way. But therein lies my issue. This competition has been far more expensive to prepare for than I originally expected, and with my oven being absolutely horrendous, my secondary line of income via selling my baked goods has been slower than I'd like. I am completely tapped out, so I've come to appeal to anyone here who finds my story, and my goal, worth supporting.
I have created a GoFundMe campaign to help finance the items and services I require leading up to, as well as on the day of, the contest. This includes, but is not limited to, my coach, my posing suit and shoes, hair and makeup services for the show, and building up colour via spray tanning (Since I am very prone to sunstroke, this is my only real option. And, when you are as pale as I am, it takes a few sessions to say the least). Every little bit helps, and takes a bit of stress off my mind so I can focus more on the task of getting myself ready for this.
If you believe I am worth supporting, please visit the following link. And thank you all in advance for any and all donations that will help me on my journey to the stage!
Thursday, June 12, 2014
So seeing as how I have finally decided to start tracking my food again (better late than never, right?), it only seems reasonable that I also utilize the blogs to track progress.
Step one: Create an environment that will breed my success. CHECK!
June 1st was a big day for me. I moved into my first apartment by myself. I went from living with my dad, then my fiance, to a roommate. I have ALWAYS wanted to live alone, and I'm so excited that I finally do, for more than one reason. The biggest point right now.. Nutrition. My dad was a junk food junkie. Although he did point out many times that I needed to lose weight and get in control of my eating, I did not have the skills or willpower to really do it in his house until I was already at rock bottom (AKA: almost 300lbs as I was starting high school). I did not know how to cook, at all. He, my brother and I were hardly ever home at the same time, so dinner was left up to us individually. Not knowing how to cook always lead me to the same frozen foods and the same crap in the cupboards (there were many a night of brownie/cookie or bread/cheese dinners). More maturity and freedom in high school got me a bit of control, which lead to my 100lb loss over those four years. Then stall and stay there. Next, I move in with my fiance - a textbook ectomorph trying vehemently to gain weight. This was not an easy situation to live in when I was trying to get control over my weight. I managed for a while, even getting down to 168. However, watching him eat everything under the sun while trying desperately to be satisfied with my regular portions took a toll on me. After I lost my dad, my resolve cracked. I gained the weight back and got stuck there. After splitting up last year, this lead me to my last residence. My roommate, who was also a trainer, had a boyfriend that brought out her bad habits when it came to eating. This in turn kind of encouraged my own. Granted, it was not nearly to the extent of her's because I was not the one dating him, but in the last year or so I've gone back up to 200lbs and am none too pleased about the matter. Finally, I am now in my apartment. I have my own space that will never be filled with anything I do not bring in myself, nor have anyone's outside influence, so I have no excuses.
Step two: Obtain the outside assistance I so desperately needed. CHECK!
Recently, I bit the financial bullet and hired a coach. I know (better than most, considering my career) that I need the help, and I have finally put my money where it needs to be. This mostly comes down to my nutrition, as the working out part I take to with great gusto. I have seen the transformation of another trainer at Derek's gym in less than two months, and it's been mindblowing. Coming from his recommendation, I talked with his coach and decided to hire him myself for the entirety of the time leading up to my competition. It is expensive, it is VERY hard work, but it is completely necessary and worth the cost. He is also the reason I am back to tracking, because it needs to happen. However, I have been following his instructions and workouts for only a week, and I have already gotten comments from coworkers that they can see changes on me.
Step three: Track, track, TRACK.
My reason for blogging again. I've never been a good blogger. I don't regularly have things I feel the need to share, and feel as though I either write way too much or not enough to make it worth it. But this is something that I have always wanted to do, and if chronicling my journey will help not only me, but my current/future clients, then it is something that I would be a fool not to do.
So, without further ado, stats! As of June 1st (my program with my coach was started on June 4th)
Natural waist: 34"
When I find my normal measuring tape wherever it may be packed, there may be some discrepancy with these measurements, but they're still a good starting point.
Pictures will be coming, whenever I am at home and have them available.
Thursday, January 09, 2014
..that I have decided to go down a path I had only toyed with before. My new Sparkpage design brings in targets, as I have now honed in on exactly what is going to happen.
I've thought about competing before, thinking it'd be fun to do once just to say I did. But to be honest, I never really knew if I was serious. It became more and more of a pipe dream as I continually did the opposite of what I was trying to do and gained a bunch of weight. No more.
Yesterday, I paid my registration fee to become a member of my provincial bodybuilding association so I would be eligible to compete in their shows. I have chosen my competition, which is taking place on October 25th. I will be in the best shape I have ever been in. I will astound everyone, including myself. And I will ROCK IT! After I rock it at provincial level, I'm going national with the aim of eventually qualifying for an IFBB show and gaining my Pro card. It will happen. Oh yes, it will.
I know I have the body to do it, and I know I have the determination. I have now told EVERYONE I know, and a bunch of people I don't, that it's happening this year. Can't back out now.
289 days to make it happen. 289 days that will be begging ME for mercy!
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