The fat girl guide to getting fit.

I’ve decided to move across to somewhere new and continue this blog. I’ve moved all my content so please take a look at www.thefatgirlguide.com  to keep following my journey! Peace out.. Rhi x

I guess what they preach is true, when you think positively about yourself your whole perspective changes. After the success of fitting into my bridesmaids dress I was riding the wave, feeling positive, feeling beautiful and most of all I was feeling confident in my own skin for the first time in a while.  This was the first time I actually thought fuck it and wore whatever I wanted including closes that are not usually worn by 'larger women' such as high waist jeans.  I decided to take this journey of confidence one step further and after months and months of thinking about it and putting it off I bit the bullet and booked a boudoir shot. I'd been tempted to book it back in October when my self esteem and moral was at an all time low due to a tough breakup but I really wasn't feeling very sexy, especially after finding out my Ex had been messaging other women behind my back. That really gives you a knock in the confidence department.  Luckily a childhood fr

This post is a long time coming and well overdue but don't get your hopes up guys and gals... this post is not about my wedding. I am still very much single and focusing on myself. This post is however about the goal that I set myself last year and how I felt.  So you may remember that last year my wonderful best friend asked me to be her Maid of Honour. As part of this I had set myself a goal of fitting into and being comfortable in the size 16 (UK size) dress by April. In the three weeks leading up to the wedding I tried on the dress and even with the right supportive undies I didn't feel comfortable or confident so I wanted to have one last hurrah so that on the day I could be as relaxed as possible and not feel like an elephant next to the other Bridesmaids.  I booked in for extra PT sessions, restricted my food down to 1600 calories a day, tracked everything on my fitness pal and upped my water intake.  I really struggle to stick to being strict but I knew sa

So last weekend I celebrated my best friends Hen do. I've been planning for it for months so I knew the weekend would be a write off for food. What I didn't anticipate however is how much fitness we'd fit into the weekend. Firstly we did Go Ape which is a tree top adventure and involved climbing ladders and cargo nets, I am now covered in bruises and may or may not have developed frost bite in my fingers and toes. Then after a few drinks we decided it would be a great idea to take on some of the fitness challenges that we'd seen on youtube. Of course I filmed these... Below you will find the Cha Cha slide Plank challenge and the Sally up Squat Challenge, as you will see, my form is terrible for both but I will blame this on the alcohol. It was a hen do after all! The whole weekend was a barrel of laughs, I ate my weight in bad food and a fair bit of alcohol was consumed but I still managed to get in some fitness, even if it was silly fitness. 4 weeks unt

So since my holiday I have come down with a nasty cold and cough so thought I’d share my experience of what I do when sickness hits. Honestly it depends on how I feel... a lot of people say that you should sweat it out and work through it, maybe they are right? My opinion is that if I can’t breath due to being all blocked up or if I start coughing from simply walking then I probably shouldn’t be pushing myself! If I am not at least 75% of myself then I’ll be staying at home and focusing on rest and relaxation. My theory is that if you’re working out and your not feeling yourself then your form won’t be great and you’re more likely to injure yourself so it’s better two take a day or two to get over what you have than to go at it with poor form and risk injury. When it comes to eating I find that although I crave crap food when feeling poorly it’s better to stick to food with maximum nutrition, lots of vegetables to help build up energy and fight off the bugs. Luckily after two d

Everyone needs to enjoy life and the way I choose to do that is by going on holiday. Usually for everyone, apart from those people that base their holiday around gym facilities, a holiday means taking a step back from your race to get fit and eat healthy and it means a few days (sometimes longer) to really pig out and enjoy yourself.  I live by this rule but since starting this journey I've started adding a few new rules in to do some damage limitation when enjoying yourself on Holiday. My Top Tips Don't say no to treats while you are on holiday, you've paid to enjoy yourself and if you're going to the home of Pizza and Gelato then it wouldn't be right to avoid those foods. Just make sure you have an understanding of the food contents and that will help you make conscious menu choices where you can. Look for opportunities to be more active, what better way to take in the real vibe from a City than to explore it on foot. Buses and Metros are great for tho

Its safe to say that unless you've been hiding under a rock, you'll be aware that this weekend the UK was hit with a big dusting of the white stuff. So how did the snow affect me and my mission to become fit? Well... honestly, it threw me off the waggon a bit. Being snowed in and off work means eating everything in sight. I managed to get to work on Thursday before the snow hit and because it was cold I sought comfort in the Big yellow M and tucked in to some chicken nuggets. I decided that I'd rather be stranded with my friend if I was going to be snowed in rather than being at home so I got some supplies, not your normal milk and bread, I opted for diet coke, strawberries, bacon and yoghurt then I headed off to Emily's when the snow started. We'd planned a healthy dinner of Honey mustard chicken, vegetables and sweet potato followed by some protein pancakes and fruit it was lovely and definitely 6 pack friendly but then somehow I'd also managed to scoff an

So lets start this post where I left off... In January, after a fairly tough few months and very little motivation it all finally clicked. I woke up one morning feeling like I wanted to get my ass out of bed, for the first time in a while, and feeling like I wanted to get back on track. I'd self sabotaged for too long and I realised that the only way I was going to reach my 'goals' was to actually sit down, figure out what I wanted and although it sounds cheesy and cliche, make sure that my goals were achievable. When I started losing weight back in 2013 I set myself a target weight of 12.7 stone and I had the mindset that it would just happen which is stupid as a 5 stone weight loss is no easy challenge. Maybe it was the constant stories on social media about the 'Girl who lost 7 stone by following these easy steps' or the 'Want to lose weight quickly try drinking this before bed' posts that made me think it would just happen. I booked in for a free con

Evening all, So as I said in my last post the real start of my journey to get fit started a year ago on 28th February when I walked into the town hall in Trowbridge anxious but ready and raring for my first round of Project 6 Pack.  Project 6 Pack is a 6 week course run by two personal trainers, Amirah and Laura, there are 4 fitness classes a week and a diet plan to follow. To measure your progress they take before and after pictures and also measurements of key areas, Neck, Arms, Bust, Waist, Abs, Bum & Legs. (Link below) I didn't really know what to expect when I walked in but I was greeted with a room full of women , some who were P6P veterans, some who were new and, like myself, resembled a deer in the headlights and two people who were clearly instructors. Like I said in my last post I'd joined after seeing a friends results so once I'd spotted her in the hall I suddenly felt more at ease.  We endured a fitness test and this was a massive challenge fo

Let me start with by telling you a little about myself and why I am starting this Blog 'The fat girl guide to getting fit' I am Rhiannon, I am 27 and for the last 10 years of my life I have been a little on the large side. When I was a teenager I was fairly active, I danced 2/3 times a week and ate whatever I wanted (Oh what it is like to be young!) When I hit 15 I stopped working out, got a boyfriend and I assumed that I could continue to eat to my hearts content, boy was I wrong! I have a great love of food (My parents are chefs), I also have a massive sweet tooth and could sit and demolish a 24 box of jaffa cakes in one sitting and then reach for a cadburys cream egg or 4. Before I knew it I was 23 years old, almost 18 stone and a size 22. The realisation that I couldn't continue the way I was came in 2013 when shopping for a Birthday dress. Not being able to shop in the "Normal" clothes shops left me feeling deflated and unhappy. I searched and se