LOOK AT ME NOW!
As her diet challenge comes to an end, Katie Hendry celebrates her new shape with a shopping trip and looks back over her life-changing 12-week transformation
o here I am – a few weeks from my 34th birthday and in the best shape of my adult life. In the past three months, I’ve lost 13.4 kilos, dropped two dress sizes and shed 13 years’ worth of bad health habits. In week one, I was upset to learn that my biological age was five years too old, but my body has done a Benjamin Button-like reversal and I now have the fitness of a 25-year-old.
When I took on this challenge, I was desperate to overhaul my life, but I didn’t know where to begin. With a job, a partner and a social life, I was always “too busy” for exercise, but I wanted to change my ways and learn how to lead a healthier life. I never imagined this experience would transform how I look, feel and think. It took a while, but I’ve finally rediscovered “slimline Katie”. I don’t recognise this Katie 2.0 yet, but nor do I recognise the old one. I look at my slumped shoulders in the “before” photo and feel angry at that girl for not giving her body the respect it deserved. Now I know how good it feels, I’m kicking myself for not making this change years ago.
The final verdict
On my walk to the gym for my final weigh-in and bio-age test with my Fitness First trainer Dave, I feel excited about what this final week will show, but also sad that such a defining experience is coming to a close.
As I step on the scales, I hold my breath. My final weight goal was to go below 70 kilos and I’m overjoyed when the scales make a decisive beep at 69.7. As Dave takes my new measurements, we sit in shock as we realise my hips are now narrower than my waist was in week one.
Dave observes my sets of squats, push-ups and plank with an unreadable expression and I pray my results don’t disappoint us both. But when he gives me a grin, I know it’s good news.
My health profile tells me I’m now less stressed (thank you, exercise), more organised (a by-product of being busy), more open about my feelings (hello blogosphere), better at taking more “me time” (again, thank you, exercise) and getting more sleep (to keep up with myself). My cardiovascular fitness is “above average”, my blood pressure is “ideal” and my core endurance is in the top category, as is my nutrition. Not a bad result for three months’ work!
Unable to wipe the grin from my face as I get ready for work, I realise I’ve forgotten something. I track down Dave and mumble a “thank you” as I launch into a clumsy hug. When he tells me how proud he is, I get a lump in my throat and laugh off my teary eyes as I dash up the stairs.
A figure for fashion
In the past few weeks, I’ve watched in fascination as my new figure has taken shape. Areas that I used to hide are now demanding to be noticed. Still, none of my bedroom fashion shows can prepare me for my final makeover.
At my first session with Dave, he introduced me to one of his clients, hairstylist Lucky Kennis. Lucky shook my hand, told me he was on his own three-month exercise adventure with Dave and said he’d love to be a part of mine by styling my hair at the end.
When I finally take him up on his amazing offer, I sit in his chair at the Andrea Connolly hair salon as we compare exercise and diet plans and he works his magic. When he shows me the finished result, I stare at the girl with the bright eyes, clear skin and now fabulous hair, and tell him that he and Dave are both in the business of transforming