Get Lean Twenty Fourteen

Christmas has come and gone. My guess is you over ate, over drank and are feeling like the stuffed turkey you consumed. You probably vowed that this year was going to be different, you wouldn't go crazy on the food, you would only eat one of the desserts and you would eat everything in moderation. That didn't happen did it? And now that the new year is impending you have made the new years resolution to lose weight and shape up.

I bet you made the same resolution last year and it didn't happen. Why? Because you got lazy, you had no willpower and you probably just gave up because it was easier to sit on the lounge eating a block of chocolate than to go for a walk. 2014 will be different!

Gym Selfies

It’s the era of the gym selfie or gelfie – some love them and some loathe them.

If you know me well enough you would know I am definitely not opposed to a selfie. You only have to scroll through my instagram to see that much is true. But I draw the line at taking a selfie mid workout (a video of doing something good has been excluded). This could also be because no one wants to see a selfie of me mid-workout. I practically roll out of bed in the morning, half asleep, my hair is in a messy bun (it’s a good day if I do re-do the messy bun after I wake up), I am makeup free and once I start sweating I can’t say I look pretty. Let’s just say I probably won’t pick up at the gym. I’m also too busy doing some punishing exercise to think about taking a shot of my guns (or lack thereof).

Why 'I don't have time" is a lame excuse

Since I have become a maniac workout freak I get asked a lot about how I find the time to do so much exercising - I work full time, I study, I am constantly doing something with my friends and family - where do I find enough time to workout twice a day? The thing is I MAKE time.

I hear people who say 'I need to lose weight but I just don't have time'. That's a lie. You do. You know how I know, because you just told me exactly what happened in that one hour episode of True Blood followed by how you were laying on the couch stalking your ex boyfriends new girlfriend for half an hour. The excuse of time becomes an incredibly weak argument.