Pushing boundaries and conquering fears on set with Mish and the 12WBT crew!

Ok, ok… again, it has been awhile since I’ve written, but you know how it is… life gets in the way!!

Talking about life, in my world living life to the full comes from constantly pushing your comfort zone, testing the limits and doing new and exciting things.  I think it’s safe to say that being flown to Sydney to shoot for the 2015, 12WBT advertising campaign has COMPLETELY taken me outside my comfort zone! 

Exactly one week after being contacted by 12WBT to feature in the advert, I found myself leaving work to board a plane to Sydney.  Before I knew it, I was on Oxford Street, in a dressing room with three lovely stylists throwing combination after combination of apparel at me to try on.  So, yeah, apparently mint is my colour!  Wait.  I haven’t yet mentioned how incredibly nervous about this whole thing I was.  Like super nervous, like “what have I gotten myself into?” nervous!  This was SO out of my comfort zone!  But every single one of the crew were wonderful, very relaxed and easy to talk to and work with.  Once I realised this I started to relax and simply enjoy the moment.  So once our outfits had been chosen and deemed to be a good balance of colour and styles, we were treated to a beautiful dinner at a gorgeous little Thai street food restaurant ‘House’ - I highly recommend it!

So I’ll give you one guess where I was at 6am the next morning… yep, you got it! The Hotel Gym!   It was a great way to mentally prepare myself for the day ahead.  Yet before I knew it I found myself at the Royal Hall of Industries, in our waiting room, sitting in the hair and makeup seat, listening to the stylist talk about exactly what the Director had requested for me… wow! I was definitely feeling like a star!  They even had the cool movie star mirrors with the light bulbs around the edge!  Then in Mish’s words “welcome to the glamorous world of television, hurry up and wait!”  So we waited, waited and waited!  Yep, there is a lot of waiting in film!  There were so many wonderful people to talk to and get to know though, that time flew regardless of the waiting times.  

Yep time was flying because before I knew it I was in front of a huge camera, with the other lovely ladies literally standing behind Mish as we shot the final scene for the TV advert.  It was so exciting; I mean we were literally standing in the spotlight with stylists running around us making sure every piece of hair was in place!  It was nerve racking, but exciting, and when we starting karate kicking, all we could do was laugh and have a blast!  Then came the individual shots… I found that really hard, being the complete and utter center of attention on camera?  Yep- I struggled and was hardly natural, well the lovely Lara made me laugh, and I got into a heated discussion with the photographer about the correct lunging technique!  All in good fun!  My final shoot was a video testimonial.  It’s safe to say that this was the one shot I was super nervous about.  Just me, on camera… talking about my experiences with 12WBT.  They wanted raw and natural, well lets just say, that’s what they got!  I’m very interested to see what they do with that footage.  This is where I mention that even a year ago, there would have been no way in hell I would have agreed to be featured!  I agreed to do this shoot for two main reasons; it was about pushing my boundaries and conquering my fear of the camera.  If I can do what I did that day, I can do anything!

Liz Xox

Look out for me in the TV advert!! =D

Commando Bootcamp!!

So I find myself at the top of a mountain in the Gold Coast in the presence of Steve Willis, aka “The Commando” from The Biggest Loser Australia, one of my fitness idols.  When he entered the room, I turned to jelly, a huge grin slapped across my face, all I could do was pinch my mate Kayla who I’d dragged along with me.  I’d been waiting for this trip all year, the day had finally arrived.  

Showing of my guns with Steve after the final 3 hour training session!

I’ve always been very independent, never relying on others.  I organise myself, my meals, my training.  I get the job done for me.  The first training session included a fitness test from which we were split into four teams (Alpha, Bravo, Charlie and Delta).  This scared me a little more than it should have.  I would be putting my fate in the hands of other people.  People I’d just met.  I realised during my time with Steve, the importance of being in a team and how you have to trust and support each other to make it through the tough times.  Yes I knew this before, I knew team work was important, but training has always been me, alone, pushing for myself.  I’ve always associated team work with a professional environment.  At work.  At Uni. In schools.  It wasn’t until I was faced with a HUGE rope and a 300+ kilo tyre and told to drag it 500 meters up a hill and back down again without looping the rope or letting it touch the ground, that I truly realsied the importance of being in a team and working together.  It was an insanely grueling task and the mere thought of it had me in an absolute panic.  All the old thoughts of “it’s not possible.” “Pft! He’s kidding right?!”  “I should just give up now,” fleetingly flashed through my mind, but I know I’m stronger than my excuses.  I knew I had my team there to support me.  We did it.  We won the challenge!  It was a euphoric moment.  It wasn’t easy by any means, the rope constantly slipped off the tyre, we kept stopping, had to wait for cars to pass etc, etc… But we worked together and got the job done, of course with the encouraging words of The Commando in front of us!

Tyre flipping, Commando style!

Dragging the tyre up hill...

I did and leanred amazing things during the camp.  It was during our second training session on the second day (10am) that something simply “clicked”.  I can’t really explain it any other way than that I was in excruciating pain, DOMS (delayed onset muscle soreness) but was pushing through… hey, only for Commando!  Something inside me broke and I became a machine, some kind of demon I didn’t recognise.  My face was crewed up in pain and determination and I was making some foul grunting noises I’ve never heard before, as I punched out a 2.5km run up and down hills, followed by dead lifts AMRAP in 20 minutes.  That was followed by 50 dumb bell snatches, 800 meter run up and down a hill with a 15 kilo sand bag, 50 more dumb bell snatches and another sandbag run… I was ontop of the world!  My heart was racing and I was gasping for breath but I was elated.  I’d done it.  I’d broken through the pain barrier I’d set and smashed the workout.  It was at that point I refocused, remembered that I could do anything I wanted, and that I am SO MUCH STRONGER than I ever thought possible.

I came away from the camp totally elated yet absolutely smashed.  I feel like I’ve changed.  I got the kick up the butt I needed to keep pushing, to push harder, give everything a go and always believe I can.  Thanks to Steve for bringing out a side of me I didn’t know existed, for coaching me and working with me, even after training had finished, when I’d gone back to give something a go alone, Steve popped his head out and was there to help me achieve.  Finally, to the incredible group of strong women and men in the group who made me realise that it is never too late, if you want something, work for it, go out and get it.  To the ladies who pushed me through each and every workout, when I was ready to quit or slow down and take a break, they wouldn’t let me, encouraging me to keep going every step of the way.  Finally thank-you to the inspirational Mums who took it upon themselves to look out for Kayla and I!  You guys rock! 

Liz Xox

The wonderful group, minus a few!

Kayla and I, disgustingly dirty, with Steve on the last day

I may have asked Steve to sign me ;) He he! 

Unnecessary wall squat... the things i'll do for clean hair!!

Sometimes I just don't want to train...

Sometimes I don’t want to train.  Totally hard to believe I know… NOT!  As much as I’d like to believe otherwise and the way people make me feel sometimes, I’m not Wonder Woman.  I don’t make perfect nutrition and training every day, in fact, I’d be lucky to have perfect nutrition and training two or three times a week!  It’s about consistency and not blowing everything out of proportion.  Anyway, the training thing, yeah.  I used every excuse under the sun.  I’m tired, I didn’t sleep last night, I started work at 5am, I forgot my gym towel, I forgot my hair tie, I should listen to my body and get to bed early... I even asked a mate to give me an excuse not to go.  I mean seriously?! Clearly I was dreading it!  Urgh!  I have been a bit of an emotional mess this week, just all over the place, busy and stressed.  I’ve binged, and I’ve trained, I’ve been a total bitch and I’ve been scared and vulnerable, old troubles and new ones.  Regardless, even though I was in the foulest mood possible, I went to the gym with my hair down and no towel.  It was by no means a gut buster of a session, in fact it was downright LAME by my personal standards!  But I went and did an hour of light cardio and stretch – 445 calories burned.  And guess what?  I came out feeling a lot happier and calmer and just generally really good about myself.  Exercise definitely is the best stress reliever going around!  Moral of the story?  The only workout you’ll regret is the one that never happened! 

Liz Xox

After the training session...

Today I am grateful for...

Today I woke up grateful.  Every day I try to notice the things that make me happy, that make my life a little easier than it could otherwise be.  

Today I am thankful for: 

Having time to nap...on clean sheets too!

Having immediate access to fresh, clean water to keep me hydrated

Having wonderful friends

Having fresh, clean, whole foods to nourish my body with

DOMS - it is a good pain that means I am getting stronger

An easy and safe flight home

The opportunity to spend the weekend with my 12WBT family

Happiness and laughter and the memories they create

Liz Xox

I am free.

I've seen this image pop up on my feeds a few times lately and for the life of me i can't find a title or artist.  However for me it is an extremely powerful image with so much background both both the top and bottom woman.  The top woman is freeing herself...

Do I feel free?  I got asked this the other day and quite frankly, yes.  Yes I do, most of the time anyway.  It made me really think about my life and the choices I make.  But first, what even is “free?”  According to good old Google, “free” means being able to act or be done as one wishes, not under the control of another”.  I am extremely fortunate and grateful to live in Australia and to be able to live a “free” life.  However, there is literally being free and living in a free country, and then there is being free from your mind, the pressures of others and those of contemporary society.  For so many people, myself at times included, your mind and body can feel like a prison, they control you.  You can feel those caged ghosts screaming inside, rattling around, trying to get out, but you don’t know how to release them, to “free” them.

I used to feel trapped, stuck and generally like I was living in a prison that was my mind and body.  I knew I needed to change this around, not only for my physical health, but also for my mental health.  First I had to decide what I wanted.  I wanted to feel free.   Wanted to be free from the fat.  I wanted to be happy, and at the time “skinny”.  Yes, while I no longer believe that “skinny” is a measurable or even healthy goal to have, that was what my 100kg self wanted.  She thought that if she was “skinny” all her demons would magically disappear, the judgment would disappear.  It took me awhile to realise that this wasn’t going to be the case.  For that to happen, I had to free myself… free my mind and my body from the dark cloud of negativity and hatred that clouded my life.  Exercising and eating to nourish my body helped to clear my head and put me in the right frame of mind to deal with my demons.  I’m not gonna lie, IT WAS HARD! 

Every time I went to criticise myself, I consciously had to stop, and flip it.  This was incredibly difficult in the beginning because I didn’t feel worthy of a compliment.  If other people complimented me I would convince myself that they were just being polite, and I sure as hell never complimented myself.  But I did it anyway, I was consistent and persisted with it.  With time, I was able to build myself up, and I learned not to care about what other people thought about me, good or bad.  I hated the way I looked and felt like my body was a prison determining what I could and could not wear, how I would and would not feel.  It messed with my head.  I wanted to overcome this hatred.  So my action was simple, every day I would look at myself in the mirror.  At first that was terrifying enough.  Once I got used to looking in the mirror, and looking myself in the eyes.  I started to compliment myself, all the things other people told me, that I had never believed.  And at first I didn’t believe myself, but I persisted and did this every day.  I soon started to believe that I was beautiful, that I did have skin that glowed and gorgeous silky hair.  Overtime I started to believe that my smile could light up a room.  Slowly, with time I started to feel free.  I started to feel happier with myself and with my body. 

I am learning not to buy into the pressures of everyday life and those of society, although this is easier said than done.  I also think that these pressures are unavoidable for everyone, unless of course you’re willing to go and live alone on a deserted island in some random location.  So instead of avoiding these pressures, we have to learn to cope with them.  I know what I want from life, and I have put into action what I need to do to achieve those goals.  So whilst I complain that I am totally buggered, stressed and pull long days, I know that these are the pay offs for me achieving my goals.  I know that if I want to graduate from Uni, I need to put in the hard work to study, now.  I know that if I want to be strong and healthy, that I need to nourish my body and train, now.  I know that if I want to support myself to live a comfortable life, I need to work, now, not tomorrow.  Yep, it might be tough and there will be times I get frustrated and totally over it, but this is what I have chosen to do.  I have chosen to pursue my dreams.  And at the end of the day, this is what being “free” is, being able to choose what ever it is you want to do without being told otherwise.

Liz Xox

Food! Glorious Food!

Hi guys!

For those of you who follow me on Instagram, or even follow me through this blog, you’ll know that I LOVE MY FOOD!! I always have, and always will.  Losing weight has taught me some very valuable lessons about my relationship with food.  What I have learned is that I need to eat to fuel my body, not my emotions.  The best fuel for your body is the clean, healthy and nutritious stuff…  that is why I eat clean, whole foods.  This does not mean that my food is bland and boring, quite the opposite!  I believe that food should be delicious and exciting.  It should engage your senses and leave you feeling satisfied. 

So, you’ve asked, and now I’m delivering… Here are some of the recipes I have created.  I love to cook, so if you choose to make them, do me a favour and cook them with love and laughter, but most importantly, ENJOY THEM!  

Liz Xox

Blueberry Choc Chip Muffins                                          Blueberry Blast Smoothie

Breakfast

Brekky Fruit Trifle

Almond and Raspberry Breakfast Oats

Lunch

Extra Special Bruschetta

Dinner

Smoothies

Sunrise

Mango

Blueberry Blast

Watermelon and Raspberry

Sweet Treats

Healthy Chocolate Brownies

Blueberry Choc Chip Muffins

At the core of busy... is me

So… This semester the Uni break is a couple of weeks later than normal.  So someone who doesn’t work or works minimal hours on the side of uni, this might not be a big deal… or maybe it is?  I don’t know, because I am not that person… But for someone who works full time whilst studying full time and holds out for semester break, simply to gain a few extra hours of ‘down time’ a week, this is a big deal.  I’m ready for study break… And boy do I need one, basically so I can catch up!  Anyway, this is why I’m so exhausted every day and totally over it.  Trying to remain positive in all areas of life is hard when you are just totally burnt out.  But it is possible.  My theory: look after yourself.  Yep, life is stressful and there is a lot going on for me at the moment.  But at the core of everything that is happening, is me.  I am realizing that I need to look after me.  My mindset, my nutrition, my health, my wellbeing… this is all my responsibility.  The better I look after myself, the better student, employee, friend, sister and daughter I can be.  Sometimes it is hard for me to put off that reading for an extra hour of sleep, I know I need to do it to complete that assignment, but sometimes it is simply necessary to get that extra hour of sleep so that I wake up fresh the next morning.  It is all about the pay offs versus the costs.  What I want, what I want to achieve and achieving that, comes with a cost.  Sometimes to achieve your goals, something else has to give.  This is called life, and the more life experience I gain, the more I realise that you can’t have everything and that everything will never simply be handed to you.  I believe that life should be about happiness and enjoyment, but to achieve this you have to work your butt off at times to obtain the rewards that bring you joy.

Liz Xox