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Well the 12 weeks is up!

So much for blogging! I actually came here to blog about how I'm about to set off on another 12 weeks completely forgetting it was a pact I made here a few months ago...

I didn't completely fail. In fact I lost about 10 kilos. I certainly failed at blogging regularly... But that seems to be a resolution I have trouble keeping at the best of times.

This journey is about the 12 weeks (and then some) over winter. The time I find the hardest to stay motivated. If I can do that, I know I can achieve anything... But I also know I need to act now as I'm already losing my mojo.

Weighing in at just under 59 kilos I'm happy with the number - right on goal on the slightly lower end of my healthy weight range. I fit into clothes I haven't for years (I've lost 2 dress sizes) and despite being crazy tired (due to a cute little muffin) I'm feeling pretty good.

So now my goals look a little different. My focus is shifting away from numbers and kg and cm to the less recordable consistency, toning and strengthening.

My motivation this time? Hopefully will be wearing a bikini in the middle of winter....in FIJI! =)

I think I've mentioned before that I suck at New Year Resolutions. Well I still do, but nevertheless this year I have actually started a commitment to becoming healthier.

Not lose weight. Not diet. Just 'healthier'.

I'm being accountable to a great group of girls which is both brilliant and sucky.

Brilliant because they'll kick my butt if I slack off...and sucky because...well, because they'll kick my butt if i slack off...it means no more excuses to myself because they are all so resourceful that they'll come up with wonderful 'alternatives' to keep me on track!

So how am I going? Great! Yesterday i went swimming and started my 100 squats 100 situps 100 pushups challenge and only ate 2 Magnums!

Today I wandered around the city for about 3 hours, continued the 100ssp challenge and had a mountain of yummy Indonesian for lunch.

Okay, so I never said I was going to plummet into a health kick. I'm kind of wetting my toes a little to get used to the water. For Day 2 I'm doing okay.

Who knows, maybe at the end of the 12 weeks I'll be able to look back with a little triumph. That would be nice.

For now I have my fat photos to give me some motivation. Shame I didn't pull them out at the restaurant....

Xxx Cat