Help!

It's Saturday, the weekend, a time for sneaky take aways and hangover days!  

Nah! I'm still on my route to fitness for the Far East and tonight, my only night off all week I'm building a wardrobe! What has my life came too? 

On the upside I'm off to the crazy canals of Amsterdam next Friday and just like my old self I plan to be as bad as ever! Until then I have Jennie to contend with...

This week has been a mixture of work madness and training when possible.... "I promise you this time it's not an excuse" was heard more than a few a few times but in my defence I actually worked out 4 times! 

After my mountain top adventure on Tuesday I wasn't feeling the best on Wednesday morning. Yes it looked great, all that jumping and high flying around but my legs weren't exactly laughing!

Thursday wasn't so fun when I was back to BodyLab ... I mean I was still aching below the waist so I did some upper body work. I mean it looks fabulous in butch movies and gay porn but truthfully when your lifting weights when all you have ever really lifted is a hairdryer it's less than appealing! That's why when Friday came (my last planned workout day for the week!) I thought it be best I'd relax with a little yoga...... yoga would have been great although I couldn't quite touch my toes!! 

This week I realised... I still have ALOT of work to do! Onwards and upwards as they say. Eek!

Excuses?!

So Monday has came and gone and after not quite stopping for a break for the last week I'm wrecked! I ended up shooting once again on Monday and after the joys of yet another wedding trial I couldn't move....well that was my "Jennie excuse" anyway.

NOTE TO SELF: NEVER MAKE A JENNIE EXCUSE AGAIN! 

After Mondays monstrosity of ill effort I was on top form come Tuesday Morning (insert Eye Of The Tiger Song) and although in my head I had planned a day of hard workouts and super healthy eating work once again took over! First thing I had a blushing bride followed by a shoot with some amazing talent this was to be my entire day and after avoiding calls and texts from Jennie I was nearing the end with sights of my bedroom on the horizon.... Or so I thought! 

Seemingly Jennie doesn't take excuses twice and just as I tried to spin another SHE TURNED UP GYM BAG IN HAND! Yes in true Liam Neeson fashion she had found me and she was going to kill me! 

After that cliche line was called and all was wrapped up for the day jennie proclaimed "if you can't come to BodyLab then BodyLab will come to you!"

Oh dear!

At this point I have to point out that as well as my personal trainer Jennie is also my good friend so she gave me a little time flexibility (this once) and decided that we would workout outside... Outside on top of a bloody mountain! Isn't she just fabulous.

... I can also fly :)

www.bodylabni.com

Yum!

Im writing this from the corner of Norwood Studios as i style for a magazine editorial shoot ... the glamour!  

Whats not so glamourous is the complete disregard for my diet this weekend on the run up to my 12 hour fitness plan to travelling. Friday seen my fitness test and for all that I've been good in comparison lets face it we all know a diet doesn't really start until Monday... Tomorrow! At least I have these skinny girls for inspiration....

Knowing that i was going to be super busy styling and shooting on Saturday I had a sneaky Chinese with the parents on Friday night, Saturday consisted of much the same again and sitting here on Sunday I've been sweet munching at a sensational rate! God help me tomorrow and more than that my body when it tastes vegetable outside of a curry for the first time in a long time... Yum! 

Eek!

So I had bitten the bullet, got my tickets and grabbed life by the bollocks and as far as I was aware was ready for my far eastern adventure through some of the worlds most exciting and awe inspiring corners... Or not!

Yes I've got my tickets but truthfully as of now that's about it! I know I need my visas but haven't quite got around to it, I know I need my jabs but truthfully I'm a little sheepish on the whole subject, I've got clothes and keep telling myself I don't need anything else but the cold hard reality of it all is that I'm pretty ill prepared and as I type I have just 79 days to do all this and GET FIT!... EEK!

After dreaming for so long about travelling I know I will get all of the above complete! I mean I most probably won't ever have another opportunity to say f*ck it and f*ck off again! Im not tied down at all and before I get all grey (emotionally and physically) and whilst I still have my "save the world" head on I think there's no time like the present! Although my last statement is exactly the opposite of how I have felt for most of my life about the dreaded E ... Exercise of course!

Exercise and me have never really got on. I did do the gym once or twice but I always found it either too distracting (with sweaty men all around me) or I simply found an excuse to email, text or call (yes call) on every piece of equipment followed by a long soak in a jacuzzi before emerging red faced to later convince myself I was being super healthy... Or quite the opposite!

That's why when I found Jennie my super talented personal trainer friend was working from BodyLab, a personal trainer session style facility I was intrigued.

Ok I say intrigued and any of you that know me will know that's bull... Maybe I was happy for Jenny seeing her doing what she loved and doing so well at it! Maybe I ended up there one day and caught sight of the talent to be quickly convinced to join their 6 week plan! Maybe I recently took a walk up Cavehill and made it but half way up with a feeling like my heart was going to burst. Maybe I just need to get fit and fast if I'm going to go trekking whilst I travel... Maybe!!

Whatever the reason I'm doing this now and I went for my consultation and fitness test on Friday. Suprise surprise my fitness level was LOW but after the first few lunges, squats and press ups I could kind of get the idea... Jennie wasn't for letting me give up and so my journey began. My journey of 6 weeks, 12 session, 12 hours to travelling... Here goes!