Something happened at school recently that made me stop and think about just how much our actions can influence the people around us. When I started my fitness journey at the beginning of the year, my students were absolutely NOT impressed with my food. 😂 I'd turn up with my chia yoghurt, berries and granola… “Ewwww Miss, that looks disgusting!” 😂 Then came the cottage cheese, tuna and olives. “MISS… what even IS that?!” 🤣 And because I used to have school lunches, I also got: “Miss, why aren't you having school dinners anymore?” So I'd explain. I'd talk to them about protein, carbohydrates, fats and fibre. I'd explain why I was choosing certain foods and how I was logging my calories. Sometimes I'd even show them what I was doing. We talked about sleep too — and my students have definitely heard me say “sleep is the lead domino” more times than they probably ever wanted to. 😂 If they're tired, we talk about sleep. Headache? “How much water have you had?” Feeling overwhelmed? “Maybe we need to dial things back.” And I've even started actively taking part in PE lessons with them. Which may or may not have resulted in some VERY unhappy students when my team wins. 😂🏆 But something has changed. Those same students who once thought my lunch looked disgusting now ask: “Miss, how many calories is that?” “What protein are you having today?” “Is that your carbs?” “How many steps have you done, Miss?” And my favourite… “Miss, that yoghurt looks really nice. Can I have some?” 😂 Even when they offer me a biscuit or sweet, they'll say: “Miss, you need to log it first!” “How many calories is it?” 😂 And honestly? It melts my heart. Because I haven't stood in front of them telling them they need to lose weight. I haven't lectured them about diets. I've simply been living the things I've been learning. I've let them see me make different choices, ask questions, change my habits, have days where things don't go perfectly and keep going anyway. And now they're curious.

Not a fitness post today… although I guess there was a little cardio involved with all the nervous pacing, screaming, and trying to dodge whatever was jumping out at us. 😂 Before the haunted maze, we stopped at Benji’s Pizza for dinner. 🍕 I completely forgot I had fake battle scars and “blood” makeup on from our Apocalypse costumes. The cashier looked genuinely concerned and asked me, “Are you okay?!” 😳 I was so confused at first like… why wouldn’t I be okay? Then I realized she thought I was actually bleeding from my eyebrow. 🤣🤣 I had to tell her, “Oh! It’s fake! We’re going to a haunted maze!” Apparently the makeup was a little TOO convincing. 😂 Huge shoutout to my Mini Me, our makeup artist for the night! 🎨🩸 She did such a good job that she had strangers worried about me. 🤣 Then it was off to the haunted maze! The regular line was LONG, so we upgraded to the “Fancy Pants” tickets—basically the haunted-maze version of a Disney Lightning Lane Pass. 😆 This was the first haunted maze for my niece and my daughter, and my niece and I were definitely the biggest chicken shits of the group. 🤣 Meanwhile, my daughter took it like a total CHAMP! Lots of screaming, laughing, grabbing onto each other, and making some really fun family memories. ❤️ Apocalypse crew survived. ☠️😂

… and by that I don’t mean physically but the whole system itself.☺️ This might not seem like a big win but for me it matters as I realized once again how important it is to understand my body. I had two recent experiences which made me realize just how much my body changed since I joined the BBB. Last week I was roaming around the fridge for a cold drink and found a redbull,🥤 I didn’t have one in so long so I picked it right up. Fair to mention it was in the late afternoon already. That night, I woke up multiple times, felt tired the whole next day and had some stomach cramps. My dumb brain 🧠 just did not catch up on it so when we visited my cousin last Sunday and she showed me a new summer flavor redbull I of course happily drank it. It tasted sooo good 😋 but maybe you can guess what happened, I woke up again in the night. 🥲 So I started thinking, both days I had coffee in the morning, redbull after 4pm and not enough movement throughout the day to actually feel tired. My body’s system simply doesn’t require so much caffeine anymore as most of the time I drink water. Thinking back to my A-levels when I had one or two redbull a day this change now is a huge win for me! I realized quite late how harmful a large consumption of these energy drinks are. I had to suffer from racing heart 🫀 most nights for a couple month before coming to conclusion that my own drinking habits where the cause of this. After that I reduced my energies to 1-2 per week and after joining the BBB I changed it again to no caffeinated drinks past 2pm! 🕑 My only two exceptions to that rule: ❗️ - driving home after a long night out - a family emergency I‘ve been living in the moment that my own rule totally slipped my mind on both days last week. I once again learned my lesson and will now focus more on which drinks I give myself. 😊💪🏻 Let’s keep going and continue to listen to our bodies! They tell us exactly what they need and don’t want! 🥰 Did you ever consume anything more than you should have which had an effect on your life?

Last week in Sacramento definitely did not go according to my normal routine. I didn’t get my HYROX training in, and my Sunday long run didn’t happen either. But I was able to hit the gym Saturday with my sister and daughter, so I reminded myself: do what you can with what you have. My routine was off, and emotionally, I was carrying some heavy family news that I received on Friday. I’m keeping the details private, but it was one of those weekends where your mind is somewhere else and you’re just trying to process everything. Fast forward to Tuesday morning…I was TIRED. 😴 Instead of forcing my usual gym time, I listened to my body and pushed my workout to 11:30 a.m. And somehow…another PR happened. 😂 🔥 Cable Tricep Pushdown: 90 lbs — +10 lb PR! The funny thing is, I’m not walking into the gym trying to chase PRs anymore. I’m just feeling stronger. I challenge myself little by little, focus on good form, and continue learning how to use progressive overload instead of jumping weights just because I think I can. Then suddenly the app says: “Heaviest weight ever!” 🥹💪 This one meant a little more to me. Not because of the 90 lbs, but because this past week reminded me that progress doesn’t require everything around me to be perfect. ✔️ Sometimes the routine gets disrupted. ✔️ Sometimes you’re tired. ✔️ Sometimes life feels heavy. You adapt. You give yourself grace. And when you’re ready, you keep moving forward. ❤️ Apparently my triceps decided Tuesday was still PR day. 😂💪

first week in the gym classes only at the min and whoever made spin bikes needs to understand them seats definitely need padding 😂😂😂 🫤🫤🫤 🙃🙃🙃