Well, it seems I’ve got everyone in a tailspin again over my recent weight loss – at least I have them talking.
A couple of weeks ago I hosted Miss Pole Dance Australia, and over the years my co-host and I have pushed the envelope with our opening outfits. I started with an entirely backless dress, literally half a dress glued to the front of me. Now, you don’t know you’ve made it until 2000 people cheer for your arse. Not to be out done, my co-host decided to wear a backless dress this year, revving-up the audience with “You out-did me last year Maxi, out-do this!” as she spun and revealed her backside. Conceding defeat, I dropped my cape, “Yes, Chilli you did beat me, I wore a dress this year” revealing a totally see-through dress. I was drag naked, but naked all the same.
With nothing but a see-through piece of fabric between you and thousands of eyes, this was the biggest incentive I had ever needed, so my gym was increased ten-fold. With my goal firmly set, it was quite easy to stick to it, and I’ve gone from a 36 inch to a 30-inch waist.
Unlike the last time I slimmed down, I made a decision to get a few muscles also. Yes, I’m a drag queen but let’s face it, the only ones that think you are a real chick are those boozie straight men.
One thing I have changed was my diet. We all are supposed to eat healthy and have serves from all the different food groups everyday, but I’m a shift worker, and sometimes you just don’t want to go home to brown rice and steamed vegetables.
Buttered chicken and naan bread is screaming “EAT ME!” at 2am in the morning.
I’m not getting any younger, why torture myself and deny myself something I get a lot of enjoyment out of.
I understand that what goes in, must get burnt off, so if I decide to scoff down a piece of Lemon Meringue Pie, then I will shovel it into my face, with a huge scope of ice cream and cream and I will be on the treadmill for an extra 20 minutes every time I’m in the gym the following week.