Guest Post: Today’s Lesson from Cat

The Sailor is on a voyage far far away, so here is a guest post from the amazing Cat Hawkins;

 

Today’s Lesson.

It’s often said that there’s nothing so annoying as a reformed smoker. They flap their hands around whenever there’s a hint of cigarette smoke. They bang on and on about how bad smoking is for you and how it’s going to kill you. They tell you it’ll make those little lines round your mouth look like ravines and eventually you’ll look like you have a cat’s bum in the middle of your face.  They tell you you’ll have to breathe through a tube or with the help of a machine in your latter days before shuffling off in a painful and unglamorous fashion. They tell you it’s a waste of money, that it’s killing you. It’s a selfish thing to do. Think of your family, your friends, yourself. What kind of person would smoke knowing all that?

 

If you’re a smoker that sounds annoying, doesn’t it? But, and here’s the kicker, they’d be right. On all counts. Still, that doesn’t stop you feeling resentful and lighting up just to spite them.

 

Well, I’m here to tell you that there may just be something worse than a reformed smoker. Yes dear reader, it’s the reformed chubster.

 

I’m a fellow former chubster born of good chubster stock with lots of chubster friends and many chubster colleagues. I recently embarked upon a regime change, which included regular physical exertion and a healthy diet (I hate that word because it’s not a “diet” in the popular starve-yourself-miserable sense) based on good nutrition appropriate to me and my goals. It also included positive thinking and a shift in the way I see myself as I go about my daily life.

 

Fourteen weeks in and I feel great! Like, really great. I feel a lightness of body and mind I’ve never experienced before. I feel physically free and able, mentally agile. I feel like I’m on a high that will never end.  Why would I keep this amazing feeling to myself? Surely everyone wants to feel like this?

 

I want to tell EVERYONE about it. I want to shout it from the roof tops!

 

Don’t. If nothing else because it can be quite the slap in the face when you are likened to a glassy eyed, religious fanatic.

 

Not everyone is ready to hear all about the things they’re doing “wrong” in their lives and how the choices they’re making are bad for them. I use “wrong” in inverted commas here because in life things are rarely as black and white as right and wrong.  And if the person you’re talking to has some issues with their self esteem then it’ll be like listening to someone telling them how big a failure they are.  Feeling bad about yourself is often the biggest obstacle to positive change.

 

So instead of tutting at the chocolate bar or spouting obesity statistics, try a different approach.  Sure, if people ask you why you’re looking so trim or how you managed to run that half marathon, tell them what you did.  Give advice freely and with no expectation that it will be heeded. Remember that regardless of how “right” you know yourself to be, no matter how much medical evidence there is to prove that a large percentage of the western world is eating itself to death, no matter that you are living proof that change is a good thing, don’t preach. It may actually be the thing that stops someone from changing.

 

Here endeth today’s lesson.

xx

Cat

Who are you calling disgusting?

Does your body appeal to everyone? Are you universally the most attractive human on the planet? If so, please stop reading this. You could (if you chose to) pass judgement on others. I bet you don’t though.

I bet you are like EVERYONE else. You have features that others find attractive. Maybe a whole lot of them. Maybe a few. Maybe you don’t even realise what they are! But the thing is, different things and different bodies appeal to different people.

I have a bit of a gripe today. I really want us all to make an undertaking never to use the words ‘gross’ or ‘disgusting’ when we are talking about another woman’s body.

I’ve decided to train towards a ‘figure international’ style body type. It’s a style of bodybuilding.

Yes. I said bodybuilding.

Cue the “EWWWWW”, “Those women are disgusting” or the even more abhorrent “They look like men”.

Shut up.

On stage, pumped-up, tanned-up and at the extremes of their musculature, the women I am inspired by look like this:

2012 Arnold Sports Festival and Fitness Expo Nicole Wilkins allisonethier2 allisonethier

 

These same women in their regular life? These are not BEFORE photos, they are just off stage photos.

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These women are fit, active examples of the type of fitness and shape I aspire to. Yet fifty percent of the people I’ve told that I am training for this have referred to this type of body as disgusting, unwomanly and freakish.

You can jump to their defence and say – oh they wouldn’t have meant these women. These women are hot. But what if a woman were more musclular?

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What if a woman were much thinner?

thin

Or significantly overweight?

Bella Before

Ask yourself – which of these women deserve to be called disgusting? Or unwomanly?

And you KNOW that the answer is none of them. Do you personally aspire to all of the body types here? No.

But these are people. And you are a person. And none of us are disgusting.

So let’s make an effort to expand our ideas of beauty and acceptance of others hey? For me?

I’ll leave you with one of my favourite ads from M.A.C cosmetics, a photo of the model and the poignant words of the girl band TLC.

Jelena Abbou

You can buy your hair if it won’t grow
You can fix your nose if he says so
You can buy all the make-up 
that M.AC. can make 
But if you can’t look inside you
Find out who am I too
Be in a position to make me feel 
So damn unpretty
It’ll make you feel unpretty too

Rant overboard!

SV

31 – 45 – 3

I try not to think about numbers too much. Mostly ‘cos I’m terrible at maths and it hurts my brain. But three numbers are rattling around in this little old head today.

31 – It’s my birthday tomorrow. I’ll turn thirty one. Now, this time last year I was filled with fear and disappointment at turning thirty. I felt it was the end of an era in lots of ways and funnily enough (because I had no idea what was to come) I was right. It’s been a mammoth year of learning, growing, shrinking and embracing the important things in life. And because of that, I’m pretty excited to turn thirty one. And I’m feeling pretty happy with how I’m holding up as an old girl!

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45 – Did you know it’s now 45kg (100lbs) that I’ve lost? I didn’t until the other day. As I said, I don’t think about the numbers too much anymore and when I do it sounds a little unreal. My mind is catching up though and I do feel smaller. But now I don’t remember being bigger. Almost as though the near decade I spent overweight didn’t happen. But it did. And I addressed it and so get to move forward in the direction I want to move in for the rest of my life. But what does 45kg look like? Kinda like this:

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Or when you take it off a body – a bit more like this:

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3 – It’s the Easter weekend. Surrounded by the Captain and the kidlets, it’s hard to feel anything less than astoundingly grateful. I can’t imagine my life without the three of them and love that we are growing up and growing older together. That makes everything okay.

Have a fabbo weekend and see you soon!
Sailor Vee

Giving it away for Free! Competition TIme!

Double passes that is!!

Exciting news guys, the promoters of the Australian Fitness & Health Expo (fitnessexpo.com.au) have asked me to giveaway 3 x double passes for the Saturday or Sunday (20th or 21st of April 2013)!

So I’m running a ‘post your workout pic’ competition this week and will randomly choose three winners.

Feel free to share and encourage people to be involved! I’m actually flying over for it so I’m keen too! People can enter here – http://www.facebook.com/sailorveeblog/app_79458893817

Not sure what a blatant fitness/gym selfie looks like? Have you met my friend Sarah? http://instagram.com/sarahmcgee

My other friend Cathy? http://www.iphoneogram.com/u/256060414

See, it’s easy! Get your gym gear on, get your workout on and get snapping! Post it on the competition link and you could come and hang out with me and a million other (well, lots anyway!) people at the biggest fitness expo in the Southern Hemisphere.

Why wouldn’t you?

Come on – post them here – http://www.facebook.com/sailorveeblog/app_79458893817

YAY and talk soon!
Sailor Vee

What happens in Brisvegas…..

… winds up on youtube.

Just putting the following out there right now.

I worked hard last round (round 4 2012) at not working hard. Having lost 41kg I decided that I wanted time to ‘be’. To see what happens when I just live my life, train because I enjoy it and eat the foods I like (because I happen to prefer eating good foods now).

What happens is that I arrived in Brisbane for finale exactly 200 grams heavier than 12 weeks previously in Sydney. I am wrapt with that.

What was important to me during the round was enjoying this new quality of life I’ve been working towards for so long. To expand and build my strength but to be lighthearted with it. As someone who has been prone to lose perspective about my body image quite easily, I wanted to be sure that I wasn’t dependent on seeing the numbers decrease.

I’m not. I’m healthy. Fit, Strong and Happy. And I don’t give a damn about the numbers.

I’m also quite prone to being led in silliness in the company of amazing people. Which leads me to my routine end of round video. This one is officially the craziest weekend we’ve had. Lots of laughs, wine, great conversation, wine, food, walks, wine and swimming.

Lots of love and talk soon!!
SV

Me + 500 Days – 43kg

I had a busy day. I was at work (yep, back to gainful employment) and then I did a workout and only then did I get a chance to check out my phone.

One of my lovely friends who has been a constant companion on this lose weight/gain life adventure pointed out that we signed up to the 12wbt program 500 days ago today.

It bounced around in my little head for quite a while. And as I was walking, on my own – I recorded a quick note about what 500 days has meant for me.

Love,

SV

Unexpected and Unlikely

So, I took the weird and bold step this week of getting a facebook page to match the blog. It’s brand new and shiny, you can see it – here – 

Wonderfully, surprisingly and a little scarily, I already have over 1500 likers in there. It’s cool and I love you all and I hope I can find some interesting stuff to share with you all now! Eek.

I also got a free coupon code to make a facebook ad for the page. It seemed a little wanky to advertise myself but hey, it was free! So I made a little ad. It was a bit like ‘oh hai, I’m okay. Come hang out at my blog if you like. It’s at http://www.sailorvee.com. No pressure’. It needed a picture so I figured I’d continue the massive over-exposure of my body and used this one:

Bella rnd 3 2011 to rnd3 2012

I got an email this morning. My ad had been rejected. Hmph. But it made sense. Most ads don’t allow you to actually use a website address. I went in to remove it and saw that they’d given me the reasoning behind their ruling.

The image of your ad violates our Ad guidelines. 
We don’t accept "before and after" images, and 
your image depicts unexpected or unlikely results.

What the? Unexpected or unlikely?

I see the benefit of Facebook having this rule. I’d hate to see my before and after be used for a crappo ‘magic pill’ or the ridiculous ‘This mom lost 80lbs by following this one simple tip’ ads that seem to be everywhere.

I’m so lucky to be surrounded by close friends who have achieved GREAT things. Bigger weight losses, greater transformations, faster transformations etc. But it sometimes means I forget the magnitude of what I am doing here.

Unexpected or Unlikely.

I like it. It’s a bit of a reminder that what I am working on is not an everyday result. It’s not something that a lot of people have done.

At the end of the day though, my weight loss is not extraordinary and my results really shouldn’t be considered as either unexpected or unlikely.

I’m just a girl, who found her thing. And that thing turned out to be the power I needed to change my whole life. That’s the only unexpected and unlikely part of this whole deal.

And I am grateful every day for it.

Cheers

Sailor Vee