MY SAY: Getting the jump on health delivers food for thought

IS IT just me or is everyone an elite athlete now?

In the spirit of Kick the Kilos, The Daily has asked me to give you an update on my lard busting.

This week I did a plank jack. About 40 actually.

They were slow, lumbering and ugly but while my arms were on the ground holding the plank position, I did star jumps with my feet.

Both feet off the ground at the same time. Seriously, it was quite amazing.

I am six weeks in to a 12-week fitness challenge and while I am still the fattest, slowest and sweatiest in the group, I'm getting there.

Six weeks ago my trainer Sammy took me to the lighthouse at Point Cartwright and suggested we run up and down the hill a few times.

I got about a quarter of the way up and started walking. I took 20 minutes to do it three times.

This week I ran up that hill six times and almost enjoyed it.

I still can't do a proper push-up and my burpees are better described as falling on the ground and getting back up again but I have hope because I can do a plank jack.

Weight loss has been a little slow, just five kilos in six weeks but I'm wearing jeans and my exercise tights no longer feel like designer tourniquets.

I am actually wearing clothes I thought I would never wear again.

They are size 16 so no call from Victoria's Secret casting but it's good to be choosing clothes from the whole wardrobe.

Going forward, that is my vow. The day I try something on and immediately take it off because it looks terrible, I promise to get my head out of the chaff bag.

All my years of pork have started the same way, I put on a top I love and take it straight off because it feels a bit tight.

I hang it back up and promise to eat better that day.

A month later that top is shoved to the back of my wardrobe and I don't even try it on anymore.

Six months after that the 'back' of my wardrobe is bigger than the rest of it.

I'm sticking roughly to my diet: two eggs and half a tomato for breakfast, a shake for lunch and fish and salad for dinner.

My job is a bit of a nightmare because people really love to feed me and I've never been very good at saying no.

This week my brother has been in town from WA and he's a great cook. He also likes really good red wine.

I'm not sorry because I was pretty careful and I didn't put on any weight, I just didn't lose any.

And I don't know if I have mentioned it but I can do a plank jack.