New or Different?


Life is still hectic.  Hell, that’s not going to change for another 82 days.  That is when I’ll get somewhat of my life back.

I haven’t got much time to post at the moment so the spare 25 minutes that I have before I technically start work and should be eating breakfast calls for a short and sweet update on my busy schedule and life.

College… Work… Study… College… Work… Study… and so on. SORRY, forgot to add sleep.  Maybe like 5 hours a week night at the moment.

Gym?  That thing I like so very much that is almost non-existent. I’ll get there. Hopefully. Soon.

I am trying real hard to fit everything in but somewhere, something has to give.  I am not a robot; I cannot continue at this hectic pace forever.  By the time I get to the weekend, I’m falling asleep at 10.00pm.  Poor #boyfie.  I’m buggered by the time I get to his house that I don’t even stay awake long enough to see how his week has been.

I need to make a change, somewhere in this small life of mine, in order to function like a normal human being.  Maybe have time to sit on the couch and watch a movie with #boyfie without falling asleep in the first five minutes.

I also need to get rid of these niggling headaches I’ve been having for the past 6 weeks.  I thought it was stress, which has put huge strain on my neck and back.  I’ve been going to a chiropractor to help realign my body and my trainer has been giving me some pretty great massages to loosen up my muscles.  It worked for a while and they went away, but they seem to have returned.  They are definitely not as bad as they were in the beginning but I almost cannot remember what my head feels like without a headache.

How am I going to fix all of this? What is going to make me a well functioning human being who can think straight without this awful feeling lingering pain in my head?

I have a secret plan (and no, I can’t tell you because it’s a secret!) and it’s being worked on in the background. I’m not sure if it’s a new adventure, or just a different one. It’s going to be a change for the better and those involved are going to take me from being good, to being great.

There are going to be some bumpy patches but that’s all part of the adventure, right?

Need a hint?


La Love,
C. x

Terrific Tabata Tuesday

Tonight’s work out at gym was intense. Ha, great pun Candice.  Tabata is a type of HIIT (High Intensity Interval Training) and follows a specific combination of 20 seconds of a very high intensity exercise then a 10 second rest, repeated for 8 rounds.

After completing a 10 minute round of 10 push ups, 20 squats and 30 sit up repeats, we moved on to amended session of 30 seconds on and 10 seconds rest, repeating 3 times for each exercise..

As always, I felt pretty satisfied afterwards (until I came home and shoveled pasta in my face).

If I try recall it, I think the intervals went like this:

Jump Squats (Squat Raises)
Spin Bike
Competition Burpees (Step Box Jumps)
Squat Press
Kettle Bell Swings
Bad Bag Boxing
Step Box Jumps

That’s terrible.  I did this about 3 hours ago and I can’t even remember if that was the correct order. What I do remember is that I was hot and sweaty and felt great afterwards. The trainers at my gym are super amazing and push you to reach your full potential. 

I just need to keep trying to adjust my eating and I should be back on track.  

Tomorrow, Gerard Santamaria is coming in for a functional fitness session.  What’s functional fitnesss?  No idea.  I’ll let you know tomorrow,after the session.  Boxing starts again with Jade on Tuesday next week.  I cannot wait to smash something again.  It’s like a weekly stress release for me.  

It’s almost 10pm and I need a big sleep.  I’ll check back in tomorrow with some more updates on the functional fitness and any other random crazy things that happen. 

Have a great day/night/etc. everyone!

C. x


Beginning Brace!

Last Sunday, I played another practice match with my new football club. I had previously played this team with the Mitchell Rangers, so it was a teeny weeny bit overwhelming for me to be there again but not have the ladies with me for support. However, I tried not to let that get to me and just focused on the game ahead. It didn’t matter who I was playing with or against, I knew this match was going to be important for me; I had to prove to both coaches that I was serious about the season.

We play in a 4-3-3 structure opposed to a 4-4-2 structure like I was used to with Rangers. This means we have a defensive/back line of 4 players, a midfield of 3 players and a striking/attacking line of 3 players. In the old structure (4-4-2), I would play in the midfield line, out on the right or in the centre, however because of a re-structure to 4-3-3, I now play in the attacking line, out on the right. This role suits me better I believe (I’ll be honest) because I have a fair bit of pace and can generally get on to runs of the ball quicker than the opposing team marking me and I naturally attack better than defend.

I started a little flat. I am not quite used to playing with a new team just yet and due to game time structures, haven’t played a full game. About 20 minutes in, a through ball came in to the front post and I sprinted to hit the target. I took a touch and the keeper was coming at me, full steam ahead. I hit the ball across goal, looking for an open and clear back post. This is where my stomach was in my mouth. The ball hit the back post, about half way up. Half my luck I thought until it came screaming back towards the front post. I almost wanted to close my eyes! It clipped the front post on the inside and ricocheted into the net. Relief flooded my body and I had done it. I OPENED THE SCORE. 1-0.

About 5 minutes later, the exact ball happened again. A through ball to the front post and I found myself one on one with the keeper again. I hit it, aiming for the front post this time and she dived but missed. I didn’t hold my reaction in as much this time, yelling “YES!” and fist pumping the air! HAH! 2-0.

I probably played another ten minutes in that half and then got subbed off, only to see my bestie, Louise and her dad there, watching me! I had sent her and another friend of mine a message saying I was playing. Louise had said there was a slight chance she could come but my other friend was busy. I hadn’t counted on anyone turning up but seeing Lou just make my day so much better. The fact that she’d taken time out of her own day to watch me meant so much. 🙂

The second half commenced and I played hard with a few good passages of play but I didn’t score again. My team ended up winning 7 goals to 1, with my brace opening the score. The head coach was happy with my performance and said I was making excellent runs. I was moulding into the position better as the game ticked along and frankly, I was pretty proud of myself.

Yesterday, I had training and was I feeling the game in my legs. My hamstrings were tight and sore but I still felt good because some of the girls that didn’t play on Sunday came up to me and congratulated me for my goals. I must have played alright though because I got to train with the senior squad! SAYY WHHAAAA!!! That made me pretty happy but I must be honest, it was a little daunting. The girls in the team are so nice though, so slowly, I am getting more confident to talk up.

We have another match tomorrow at home, so I am hoping I put in another decent effort and this is the start of a ripper season.

C. x


March Challenge Update

This is the first time in 5 months that I haven’t set myself a distance goal for running. Back when I set this goal, at the beginning of March, I was convinced it would be a pretty realistic challenge.

Oh, was I wrong!

We are currently at day 20 of March and for the whole month I have ran a total of 30.19 over 3 days. This is a terrible effort and not the training I need to be doing for my Run the Rock event. (Click here for more info on that event and here to donate.)

The challenge set was to run 2 out of the 3 days between Friday and Sunday. The last 2 weekends have been busy for me and I haven’t had a chance to run. I ran on the Labour Day holiday and I ran yesterday because I didn’t feel up to going to boxing. For the next 5 weeks I have decided that I am going to give boxing away for one day a week, to give me a chance to clock up some km’s for this run. I have also decided to try running half an hour in the morning before work, most likely on my treadmill. I need to get my legs used to running every day again and at the moment, training twice a week and running once, isn’t enough.

I’ve also been struggling with my healthy eating and I may have put a few kilograms back on. *sad face* However, if I try and speak to people about the disappointment of gaining those kilograms back, they all look at me and say, “Candice, you are fine. You don’t need to loose any weight. Don’t forget that muscle weighs more than fat.” If only they saw what I see every day and feel what I’m feeling, then they would understand. I feel yuck within myself that I don’t weigh what I used to but I LOVE FOOD way too much. Why is it that most things that are ever so yummy are always THAT bad for you? I am trying to get back on track and some days are difficult but I am hoping with trying to run again almost every day, those few kilograms will drop off again.

I can be pretty determined when I need to be so I am hoping that, that determination kicks in soon and I will be back to my lowest weight I have been since November/December. Ever since Christmas, I have been plateauing and I am pretty disappointed in myself. With Easter around the corner, I am going to be very cautious and make sure I don’t eat too much chocolate. (As for me buying Chocolate for others, this will happen. 😉 If I am going to stuff my face and be a little fatty, then everyone else can do it with me :P)

C. x


P.s. It’s not too bad, all my clothes still fit, so I don’t need to buy new ones. 😉