The end is near.

Hey so I literally just remembered that this blog existed (even though I started it in January and it is now the 20th December, oops?) and I want to get back into posting on here so I will be doing just that.

I'm pretty sure no one even reads this but I did enjoy writing the blog posts I have done, even if there is only six of them. But yeah so this is just a short one tonight as it is currently 12:30am and I have to be up for work in six and a half hours - why I volunteered to do overtime on a Sunday is beyond me.

Stereo Kicks

So last night Stereo Kicks played their very first headline show in London, at Islington Academy (which just so happens to be one of my all time favourite venues) and my friend Chase got us tickets. They were bloody amazing live, I knew they would be but still, I'm still regaining myself right now. As the gig finished ridiculously early me, Chase and Sydney decided to wait out by the back where I bumped into Ellie and Maisie who I met last August at a Kingsland Road gig. Although they didn't actually come out, they all (except Charlie) waved at us through the window (Chris did a hand heart and blew a kiss to me when he saw me wearing a lanyard with them on, HELP!)

And I got two pictures with Casey's brother who is practically the spitting image of him (so beautiful) 

The best part is that I've been following their journey since they were 8 solo artists on xfactor and now I've had that opportunity to be there at their first ever headline show and I'm buzzing so much right now. My post-gig depression is so big right now, send help everyone. 

Best friend.

So after my last blog post I was just feeling really down, I spent the whole of my Sunday in bed watching a tv show and playing Criminal Case on my iPad. I didn't want to talk to anyone but then I got a text off my best friend and honestly she knows me so well and it made me so grateful to have her in my life. She made me see why I haven't lost anything yet and then I saw a huge ass post dedicated to me on her blog and it really cheered me up and put me in such a good mood. So thanks Leigh (just in case you're reading this) 

Irritated for a new reason

So basically I've been eating ridiculously well and healthy for 2 weeks now and I have been to the gym 7 times and done 2 home workouts in those two weeks and I weighed myself for the first time since starting and I haven't even lost 1lb.

I really don't get why I haven't, I know weight loss takes time and everything but with how healthy and active I've been I should have lost something. Every time I've been on a healthy kick or diet I've always lost like 4lb in my first week so I don't get what is different about this time?

So yeah hopefully my next weighing will have a better result and I'll actually have lost something. I'll be going to the gym at least 4 more times before then so fingers crossed.

How often is too often?

Right I'm starting to get a little irate. A number of people now (including my sister and boyfriend) are questioning whether I'm going to the gym too much. I personally do not think I am. It started off as 3 times a week but now it's moved up to 4 times a week. 

Now I get that 4 hour to an hour and a half sessions seems like a lot HOWEVER, I am signed up to an app called PumpUp (amazing app, check it out and follow me on there 'beccafowell') and a majority of the people who I follow on there and other popular accounts on there post every single day about their gym and/or home workouts. 

So if you're reading this please comment below on what you think is too much time spent at the gym because I feel great right now and hopefully I've already started losing the weight I want gone.

Week One of gym. Check.

So, I have now completed my first week of the gym and even though you cannot see results yet, I can already feel progress.

Monday night I only burnt about 120 calories, then Wednesday I only burnt 260 calories but Friday was the best night of the week because I burnt 410 calories. I could have done more but I was practically being dragged out of the gym by my boyfriend. But the bottom line is I can already feel myself pushing my body harder and I like it.

I can easily say I've never loved sweating so much in my life and the day-after muscle ache is glorious. I'm so excited to continue my progress and start to see the results.

At the moment I go with my boyfriend Monday's, Wednesday's and Friday's but today I talked my mum into joining my gym so now I'll be going 4 days a week instead of 3. I'm even considering going once a week on my own as well, That means I'll still get 2 rest days a week and that's definitely enough.

The only thing I'm struggling with is giving up certain foods and portion control. I've always had really big portions - which is my main problem. The past week I have cut down my portions but I still need to cut them down more and I've been reading blogs to try and give myself tips on how to help myself do this but nothing has really helped so far which really sucks.

'New year, new me' cliché rubbish

So here's the thing, I've always hated the whole 'new year, new me' saying. To me it is cliché and far too overused. So technically I will not be referring to my sudden lifestyle changes as this - however essentially, that is what I am doing.

I've been gaining weight for the past three years and having not enough motivation to lose the weight. I have tried various diets (such as weight watchers) and tried eating healthily whilst doing workouts at home but this lasted about a month with me only actually losing about 7lb. I have never wanted to pay for a gym because the memberships are far too expensive and I just cannot justify spending £45+ a month to used some equipment in a room where 30+ other people are also doing the same thing, so gym's have never really appealed to me - that and me all sweaty and out of breath is not a good look. That's where the 'new year, new me' crap rises its ugly head, I have finally had enough. I don't want to be skinny (not that I think I'd ever be able to drop to that size anyway - the women in my family all seem to have trouble with their weight) but I want to be able to stand in front of the mirror and not hate what I see, to be able to buy shorts without my legs looking huge or bodycon dresses without my stomach pushing it out.

Coincidentally, a new gym has just opened practically on my doorstep, it is open 24/7 and yes I know I said me all sweaty and out of breath is not a good look but it's only £12.99 a month for a membership, I can go whenever I want, however much I want and for how long I want PLUS they have various classes which are free (except the boxing classes). That with the fact I am eating healthily, including all the food groups in a balanced diet, swapping tea and coffee for green tea's and more water means that fingers crossed I'll start seeing a huge improvement in my weight loss and fitness in general, as well as my happiness.

Yesterday was my first proper gym session and I can honestly say I've never sweat so much in my life but it felt so good to know I was burning the calories. Also, the day-after muscle ache I felt in my legs today was glorious, even though it was almost unbearable walking up stairs.

And the main thing motivating me to keep this up? Everything I have planned for this year and future years. This year alone so far I have my best friend's 21st birthday, trips to Cardiff, Liverpool, Manchester, Leeds and Finland. I have 16 concerts plus (and this is the most important one) I have Reading Festival.

Finland will be my first time leaving the UK and Reading will be my first ever festival so July and August are my main goals to work towards and I think they're pretty realistic goals so I have one last thing to say tonight before I go to bed.

Bring on 2015.