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From fat to fit – The Whole30 Results

I am feeling good today. As you know I have been eating  the Whole 30 way and today, well today I finished it. Yey Go me!

I went a Whole30 (geddit) days eating no grains, no gluten, no dairy, no refined sugar, no legumes.

I just ate clean, unprocessed food.

Good quality protein in the form of meat, seafood and eggs,

lots of healthy fats – think olives, avocados, healthy oils (no seed oils),

and shedloads of veggies.

I have been eating this way for a month and I have definitely felt a difference in my energy levels, and that is despite the fact I am up most nights feeding the baby Bear.

Anyway enough of that lets get to the good stuff – my results.

Drumroll please!

Running parkrun just prior to starting Whole30

Running parkrun just prior to starting Whole30

Now. After 30 days on Whole30

After 30 days on Whole30

Weight pre Whole30 ~ 64.5kg

weight now ~ 59.6kg

waist before ~ 33.5 inches

waist now ~ 30.5 inches

hips ~ 41 inches

hips now ~ 38 inches

arms ~ 11 inches

arms ~ 10.5 inches

In 1 month I’ve lost 3 inches from my waist, 3 inches from my hips and half an inch from my arms.

And I’ve not been starving myself or calorie counting and I have been eating enough to sustain breastfeeding the Baby Bear as well as exercising, and I’ve not been restricting carbs.

I’m nearly at my pre pregnancy weight now too.

I’m pretty happy with that!



From Fat to Fit – Turning into a caveman

Since the birth of baby Bear, I have been working towards losing my baby weight, and to be honest I had put weight on stalled a bit with it as I got a bit carried away with eating the entire Melbourne supply of chocolate and sweets (as well as elsewhere as well – there is a great UK and U.S sweet shop near me but I digress!)

I’ve been struggling a bit as baby Bear is still waking repeatedly in the night so the urge to grab sweet, sugary treats has overwhelmed me a bit.

Something needed to change but I was just lacking the focus that I needed to make some changes.

And then I read a blog post from one of my bestest friends in the UK. That post got me so inspired by the change in her, not just the physical changes which are uh-may-zing but also the clear mental change too.

You can read her post here.

As a direct result of her post I decided that it was time I made some changes too and so I copied her followed her lead and went Paleo too.

Read more…

One reason I will never be a true Melbournian.

Melbourne is like the epicentre of good coffee in Australia. There is a cafe on pretty much every corner. There are no chain coffee houses in Melbourne (apart from Starbucks but then the only people that are in there are usually tourists.

You really wouldn’t get a true Melbournian drinking Starbucks if their life depended on it.

No, here in Melbourne it is all about the quality of the coffee.

Out of these many cafes and coffee shops in Melbourne, a large proportion of them are ’boutique roasters’ meaning that instead of buying in their coffee they do it themselves. They choose their own beans, make their own blends and roast ‘in house’.

So you see coffee is not just a culture here it is a way of life. If there is anything a Melbournian worth their salt knows – it’s good coffee.

Imagine then, their disgust when in walked I, to my favourite coffee shop, all set for my usual flat white. However as I was queuing I changed my mind and thought I would order something different for a change, you know just to mix things up a bit.

I got to the front of the queue, my new coffee choice made in my head.

The conversation went a little something like this
Barrister – “Morning what can I get you”
Me – “I fancy a change I will have a weak skinny long black please”
Barrister – (confused)”A what?”
Me – (clearing my throat and a little louder this time) that must have been it, he didn’t hear me it was loud in there after all.
“A weak skinny long black please”
Barrister – (beckoning his colleague over with a grin on his face) “Can you say that again?”
Me – (a little louder again and slower this time) – perhaps it was my accent.
“I’ll . Have. A . Weak. Skinny. Long. Blaa . . . . ”

Now they were laughing, they were actually full on laughing their barrister heads off at me.

Then I realised what I was ordering.

(If you are not sure, go back, read it again . . . . . . .

. . . . . . aaaaaaaand there it is!

Next time I’m sticking to a flat white.



Image courtesy of Keerati /


Mothers Day – A kinder surprise.

It is Mothers Day on Sunday here in Australia and yesterday I was invited to a special Mothers Day Afternoon tea at the Bears kinder.

All of the mummies were invited to take our seats and once we were settled in our places, the kinder class filed in and sang to us.

Happy Mothers Day to you
Happy Mothers Day to you
Happy Mothers Day dear mummy
You’re the best, we love you.

It was possibly the cutest thing I have ever seen. I do have photos of them doing it but I didn’t want to post it without permission from all of the mums which would have taken a very long time!

I did get some others pics though.

After being serenaded we were each presented with our Mothers Day gift.
A ‘beautifully’ decorated pot with a little flower, a handmade card, and a decorated picture frame with a picture of mummy in it.

Too cute - although I have just realised that the Bear has given me a very grumpy face, hmmm may be I should stop being a grumpy pants then! )

Too cute – although I have just realised that the Bear has given me a very grumpy face, hmmm may be I should stop being a grumpy pants then! )

Please take notice of the decorated pot, for reasons I will explain later!

Once we were presented with our presents we all tucked into our afternoon tea, which was lovingly prepared by the kinder kids.

There were homemade cupcakes which disappeared in seconds so I couldn’t get a proper pic and fairy bread.


imageFor those not in the know, Fairy Bread is an Aussie phenomenon, which consists of white bread, liberally slathered in margarine and covered in sprinkles. For some reason the kids go wild for it here.

Except, that it is for the Bear

This is what he thought!

Probably for the best, judging by what’s in it!  Doesn’t look like he’s a proper Aussie kid just yet.

Remember I told you to hold that thought on the plant pot (you didn’t well pay attention!).

As we were leaving the whole thing which was precariously balanced on my pram fell to the floor and smashed everywhere. I was distraught but the Bear was not so bothered. So the mess was quickly cleaned up and we were given a brand spanking new plant pot to decorate at home.

So we did! As soon as we got home.

Spot the difference!

Spot the difference!

Phew disaster averted!

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