A Rash Start- Days one & two

I am in no way saying that at the end of these next 6 weeks I will look like one of the Kardashian clan. After spending the weekend researching all things K'dash (Internet stalking, reading trashy magazines and watching copious amounts of reality TV - I know, it's a hard job but someone has to do it!) I come to a realisation that I weigh exactly double the weight of Kourtney Kardashian. Scary but true. However, I am what I am. A chubby, rather overwhelmed 30 something married woman with a young child who works part time and who has let herself go. I had a fair amount of work to do.

I decide on following a meal replacement shake diet for the duration of the K'Dash experiment- 2 shakes a day with a low carb meal for dinner and fruit for snacks. The K'Dash sisters have been spruiking a brand of diet supplements called Quick-Trim - however not all the products are available in Australia, so I pick the product with the lowest sugar and highest satisfaction. According to the Kardashian sisters I was not meant to get "skinny" anyhow - I was meant to be "embracing my curves". I love that.

Except I was having trouble finding my curves beneath the layer of fat I had acquired over the years.
I would find them- somehow.

Exercise need also to be incorporated into my daily regime as all the Kardashian family are big on fitness and working out - hey, their step-dad is a Gold winning Olympian! I hadn't done anything really active in a few years and I needed something cheap and accessible - especially with my son being around. I found the treadmill beneath a pile of books and cd's in my husbands office a dragged it into the living room, where I hope just seeing it will remind me to workout. I also start recording episodes of toning programs from cable. Whether I get up and do them is another matter.

I tell myself, I cannot use having "no time" as an excuse anymore. I recently read that sometimes the K'dash sisters begin their day at 5am and not get to bed until way after midnight and THEY find time to work-out. I was going to have to work this into my day.

On the first morning it did take me half an hour longer to get ready for my day ahead. I scrubbed, moisturised and styled - however I didn't want to fully shock the girls I work with, so I was very careful to keep my make-up "natural" looking. I spent time on my hair and even though it was still pulled back, it looked like some effort had been made.

It took me an inordinate amount of time to look "natural". I was happy with the look and wondered if anyone would notice the difference. I knew it was only the first day but I felt it was a definite change.

They didn't get a chance to comment though. On the way to work I had an altercation with a cyclist on the road. A few words were exchanged and he spat in my face.

You read right - HE SPAT IN MY FACE!
A good start? I don't think so.

I couldn't wash my face quickly enough. And as I only had make-up for touch ups in my bag, I decided to leave it for another day.

Needless to say, the rest of the day was a bit downhill from there. I kept a smiley face on at work but as soon as I got home, I crumbled and had a good cry. No exercising that night - I was too low.

I woke on day two with a better outlook - and enjoyed the process of moisturising and doing my make-up. I forgot how nice it was to take care of myself. And a few people did notice. One person who hadn't seen me for a few years asked me how I never seem to age! I wondered if she would have said that a few days before.

During the day, I touch up my make-up and check out some new products to try on my dry and frizzy hair. I find myself feeling a little better. Maybe I could do this again. Maybe this would be easier than I thought....

WRONG! Got home to my sons tantrums,a sick cat, three loads of washing, the prospect of a boring salad for dinner and a huge headache. A handful of M&M's later and a couple of paracetamol saw me attempting a workout on the treadmill.

I lasted 20 minutes. Walking.
I believe I didn't even burn enough calories to cover the M&M's.

I wash my face, moisturise and put a overnight hair treatment in.

This was going to be hard. Was I too rash in jumping into being K'Dash?