Rosemary MacCabe: How I went from a size 16 to 12 in four months
I still can’t really believe I’m writing this – just over four months ago, I started what was meant to be a six-week challenge with Niamh at Lift Training Studios.
Since then, I’ve lost weight – more than two stone, in fact – gone down two (and, if I’m honest, a bit) dress sizes and changed my lifestyle and my diet dramatically. Want to know how? Keep reading…
To be honest, this was not my first time at the rodeo. I’d started different programmes with different trainers before, and so I thought that this six-week programme would be a lot like the others. I’d get stronger – during a previous challenge I’d got a PB deadlift of 130kg, so I knew I was capable – for sure. I might lose a little weight. But I’d still indulge in my twice-weekly (at a minimum) takeaway habit; I’d miss a couple of sessions here or there; I’d lie about my late-night chocolate habit and I’d never make it through a cinema visit without a packet of Cadbury’s Caramel Nibbles (the big packet).
For some context: I was not one of these healthy people who wants a challenge. When I started at the gym, I was eating three or four takeaways a week (my meal of choice was chicken tikka masala with pilau rice, a peshwari naan, Diet Coke and an onion bhaji to start); I also ate breakfast at my desk almost every day (two croissants, with a low fat latte – ha! low fat!); lunch was a burger and chips at Jo Burger, or a crispy chicken wrap with skinny fries; I never, ever resisted the snack run; I ate about four brownies per week (our office was right next to a deli that sold the best brownies ever); and, if you didn’t count the 10-minute cycle to work (which I did about once a week), I didn’t exercise.
And this wasn’t a lull, either – I’d pretty much always been like that. Sure, I’d have bursts where I went to the gym for two months at a time and lost weight (a few pounds), but I’d never managed to get both diet and exercise under control at the same time and, even when I did lose weight, I piled it on again pretty quickly. And even though I hated being overweight, I’d kind of try to talk myself around. There are more important things in life than weight; life’s too short not to enjoy yourself; you suffer from depression, don’t beat yourself up about your body, too… The list was endless.
So, like I said, when I started, I didn’t have high hopes. I was tentatively committed; sure, I’d give it a go. You know yourself. And honestly? I don’t know what clicked, or why it worked this time. But something did, and I found the motivation and willpower to make serious changes. (Check out my blog post on how I stay motivated.)
I changed every single thing I ate
Pretty much the only thing that today’s diet has in common with my diet before is coffee (except now it’s either bulletproof, blended with coconut oil, or black). My food plan varies depending on whether I’m working out or not, but the bones of it are: I eat real food. Niamh loves to harp on about real food, but that’s what I do – every meal contains meat and vegetables (organic, where possible), and I never eat takeout.
An average day looks a little like this:
Breakfast: Minced beef, fried (dry – the beef is fatty enough) with cumin and chilli; kale, sautéed with garlic and butter; half an avocado; coffee.
Lunch: Some form of meat and salad – this might be grilled chicken, a roast duck breast or a steak (I know, dead fancy!), with spinach leaves, cucumber, spring onion, diced peppers, red onion and balsamic vinegar. More coffee.
Dinner: I eat dinner with my boyfriend, so I can’t quite go down the minced beef route (he’s not on board with that at all), so it’s usually pretty simple: again, meat and veggies! One day last week I made lamb meatballs (lamb, cumin, mixed herbs and paprika, rolled into balls) and cooked them in a tin of tomatoes with onions, garlic and a bit of balsamic. They were amazing. He eats his with sweet potato, whereas I’ll usually have loads of green veggies like broccoli, asparagus and spinach. Then I’ll have some more coffee. Because why not.
On the days I work out, I’m allowed to be sliiiiiightly more lenient with carbs, so I might have some protein pancakes with bacon and nut butter; or some roasted sweet potato (less than the size of my palm) with dinner. And sometimes, pre-workout, I’ll blend a Nespresso coffee with a tablespoon of coconut oil in the Nutribullet for some pre-workout energy (morning workouts are always done before eating, otherwise vom).
I rarely eat out – and when I do…
Like I said, I used to eat out all the time – from takeouts to breakfast and lunch. Not only is it clear to me now why I was fat; I’m shocked I had any money! (Although now I spend every last cent on meat, so there is that…)
Now, I eat out very occasionally – and, except for when I’m having my cheat meal or refeed (more on which in a moment), I’m really careful about what I choose. Yep, I’m a picky eater now, and I’m not even ashamed!
I’ll often ask for salad without dressing (or croutons, or seeds, or nuts…) and go for the main meat option without gravy or sauce. Meat is delicious – if it’s good meat, you don’t even need anything with it! I’m also the first one to suggest where we go to eat: some of my faves include Counter Culture in the Powerscourt Centre, Jo Burger (yes, still – the beetroot salad is amazing), Asador in Ballsbridge, and I’ll occasionally get a stir-fry in Kanoodle, with steamed broccoli instead of rice.
I have a weekly cheat meal
Every Saturday, myself and my boyfriend go out for dinner for my weekly refeed, or cheat meal. Paulie’s Pizza has become a firm favourite – the pizza is incredible, and the bruschetta starter comes with balsamic vinegar that you could, genuinely, drink.
I’ve also had my cheat in Eddie Rocket’s (I still love Eddie’s, but when you are allowed to have one indulgence a week, you kind of want more than a pre-cinema diner dinner…); 147 Deli (that meatball sub is to die for); Milano (dough balls, yum); and, on the weekend I turned 31, I had a two-day cheat meal bender and treated myself to an Aungier Danger doughnut, with dinner in Taste at Rustic on the Sunday night. Honestly? The doughnut wasn’t as good as I’d imagined.
I work out 4-8 times a week
This came after the food because, honestly? The food has been the biggest change for me. I never thought I’d be able to change my diet this drastically, and stick to it, and even on weeks when I haven’t worked out as much, I’ve seen changes in my body from sticking to my food plan. (Sigh! If only we could just exercise and still eat doughnuts.)
Anyway: exercise. I’m planning a vlog, that I’ll be filming next week, detailing all of the different things I do in each session, but it’s a combination of classes and personal training sessions. Occasionally, we’ll even just go to the gym together and work out, like gym buddies. I’m a serious gym head now, you see. I have a gym buddy. (Kind of.)
Monday: I usually go to 6.30am class, and fit in a PT session.
Tuesday: Now that I’m freelance, it’s 10am class.
Wednesday: PT session and lunchtime Pilates. (Occasionally, I won’t manage to fit my PT in on Wednesday, so I’ll go to 6.15pm lifting class instead.)
Thursday: Sometimes I rest; other times I go to the gym and lift with Niamh.
Friday: 6.30am class. Once, I did 6.30am and 12.30pm classes, but that was a moment of madness.
Saturday: 10am class – and cheat meal time!
I walk everywhere
I live just off the top of O’Connell St in Dublin, but I used to get the bus into the city centre. It was a combination of a few things: I was unfit, I was lazy and I also hated sweating. It’s fair to say that I used to wear fancy clothes a lot more frequently; it helps that, nowadays, I’m nearly always in my runners.
I love walking now – before, I only ever did it out of necessity. (I still hate walking the dog; she weaves left to right and always poos in front of taxi drivers!)
Yep, I take supplements
But not as many as you’d think. When I started lifting, I always assumed that – once you got really into it – you’d end up with cupboards and cupboards full of pre-workout, post-workout, during-workout crap. But Niamh is firmly in the “real food” camp, and powdered protein, well, doesn’t quite cut it.
So, while I take a protein shake after each class or PT session, that’s it for extra, powdered protein (except on the days I make protein pancakes, in which case I skip the shake).
Otherwise, I take these BCAAs on the mornings I do super-early workouts; I take one scoop of these powdered greens daily, “to aid with detoxification", (I like them cos it means I get a pint of water in super early, and drinking enough water is one of my downfalls); when I make protein pancakes with protein powder (2 eggs + 1 scoop – into the pan with some coconut oil), I use this vegan one, in rich chocolate flavour, because it makes the pancakes fluffy and delicious. I buy all of my supplements – and the occasional naughty Fulfil bar – at Fitness Ireland, because it’s next to Lift and the guys are lovely, plus they blend their own peanut butter. (I pay full price; I don’t endorse them because they’ve asked me to, I endorse them because I shop there and really like them.)
Okay, so maybe it is as many supplements as you’d think. Oops!
I do everything I’m told
This is, essentially, the crux of the matter – and the #1 reason why I’ve achieved what I have so far (I’m not quite done yet). I don’t know why, but I feel like when I started at Lift, I really trusted Niamh and I believed what she was telling me. It helped that she explained every single thing we were doing, and why (in the past, I’ve had other trainers who had the, “just believe what I’m telling you” attitude, which I wasn’t down with, being incredibly nosy and analytical) – I never found myself questioning what she was telling me.
When I was told to cut out nut butters (something to do with digestion, couldn’t hear over my sobs), I did. When it was suggested I change my nutrition slightly to eat more fats and less protein, I did (gladly – yay bacon!). When I was asked if I’d try early-morning fasted cardio (three times a week, at 4.45am), I did (I lasted two weeks before I realised the super-long days were making me way too hungry!). When I was told I shouldn’t be afraid of being hungry, I moaned and groaned, but it did help get past those hunger pangs.
I never had a specific goal – until now
Because I started out being super sceptical as to whether or not this little experiment of ours would work, I got away without having a specific goal in mind. Sure, I wanted to lose a bit of weight; I wouldn’t have minded getting a bit stronger; maybe I’d get a bit fitter… So when the weight started to come off and I started to get way stronger, it all came as a pretty deadly bonus.
Now? I started out at 31.47% body fat. Now I’m at 20-odd – and the aim is to get down to 14% by the end of the year. Personally, I just want to be totally ripped, so I can start wrecking my friends’ and family’s heads with non-stop ab selfies on Instagram… Dream big, kids, dream big.
If you’ve got this far, I applaud you (and thanks)! But seriously: do you have any questions? Please feel free to ask away in the comments – or tweet me @rosemarymaccabe. Always glad to give more details about my life post-Lift!
This post originally appeared on RosemaryMacCabe.com and was reproduced with permission from the author.