Being a new-ish mum means that I have had almost zero time for proper exercise. I think I’ve been to the gym about half a dozen times since the birth of Amazing M. Always an excuse, and mostly laziness on my part. Isn’t it coincidental that whenever I have an urge to pump some iron that Mr B is away on business or has a work thing on in the evening?
Well, we have a holiday coming up shortly to sunnier shores and what better reason to get in shape than 11 days in teeny tiny yellow polka dot bikinis?
I’ve had this fitness book sitting on my shelf for many years, and it’s called the Ultimate New York Body Plan by David Kirsch. He trains celebrities like Heidi Klum, Mandy Moore, Liv Tyler and Anne Hathaway to name a few. All it takes is 14 days of training like a machine, and eating like you’re a supermodel. I’m not one for self denial, so I’m going to modify it a little to include brown carbs and bananas. I will follow the fitness component as that section is what appeals to me the most. If you go by weight I am actually lighter than I was pre-pregnancy by a couple of kilos. Breast feeding rocks! As well as sleep deprivation (but there comes a point where it actually can break you down, and that’s why Amazing M was banished from our bedroom). But this isn’t about what I see on the scales. It’s about what I see and more importantly how much I can grab. The nursery rhyme that goes, “Jelly on a plate, jelly on a plate, wibble-wobble, wibble-wobble, jelly on a plate.” comes to mind.
What I would like to achieve is muscle tone, and boundless energy that is supposed to come with doing Kirsch’s programme. I’ve always been a fan of muscular definition, so:
Bring. It. On!!
And to top it off and really motivate me, I’ll email you ‘before’ and ‘after’ pics. If you are reading this and not my close friend, you will just have to trust me.