Monday, was the start of my 12 week body transformation, online program.I have joined.
Michelle Bridges, the Biggest Loser, AU., female trainer, is the online trainer for this 12WBT.
I have been following the program for the past six days.
Results since last Thursday are: the man and I have both lost 600 gram, and I am calling my man officially underweight by 200 gram, and the dog has lost 200 gram, as she tries to keep up with me in some of my jogs.
I did think of my mother not approving of anyone running in a rain forest and missing the subtle things you see when you are slow down and walk silently and intent on watching for the signs of nature.
I also thought of how,I once was on the downhill slide to the same early death, as my own mum, from emphysema and heart disease. I thought, 'Mum, just look at me; I am older than you were when you died, and I CAN RUN.
Mum, I know you have to be overjoyed at that; I AM.'
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I cannot fault my mother's teaching me to appreciation nature, and so it slightly jarred my ecotherapy consciousness to decide this track was firm enough under foot to be a perfect place to run.
I'd already planned on a 400-meter jog today and as there is only rain forest around, no football ovals, this was the perfect place.
The exhilaration of running and breathing the clean rain forest air as I moved along the pathway beside a stream, surrounded by tree ferns and tall mountain ash, was the most amazing feeling.
I was cautious.
I chose to run because the track was covered with a small stone surface, my shoes had a sound grip, and I was running well within my ability to pull up if the surface changed to a less sure-grip tread.
I felt so exhilarated after the 1.2 kilometres up and down hill jog to Cyanthea Falls, I ran the 1.2 kilometer down hill track to the suspension bridge, then walked the 1.2 uphill scenic route back to the car park without stopping for breath. I arrived back at the car exhilarated and drenched in sweat.
Reg and I then went to the short trek, up and down a flight of steps to view, Tarra Falls.
It was a 'first ever,' for me. This trip so far has been filled with 'first-time achievements.' Never in my life have I been capable of jogging that far. Never have I been capable of walking uphill for that long without resting. I am not saying it was easy, it wasn't, I was huffing and puffing, and telling myself I could keep putting a foot in front of the other, but I DID IT! :-) and I am THRILLED :-).
From the top of Tarra Falls
This is a blog that I wrote when I was a participant in round one of the Michelle Bridges 12WBT.
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