First off, I would like to thank you for taking the time to check out my blog. As you can tell, My name is Jodie. Jodie Bear was a nickname I was given around a year ago, I'm not sure if it was because I was as big as a bear or because I'm cuddly like a teddy bear... I personally think the second, but its a name that has stuck. Either way, back to the reason of this blog. Growing up I have always been over weight, right from a early age, because of this I used to get taunted in primary school and in the first few years of high school, I had always struggled with my weight, but I always found an excuse not to lose weight. but either way lets put the violins away, as I'm not after the sympathy vote.
Me; bottom centre at the Nottingham BJJ Open with the guys.
The reason I made this blog is because since February 2013 my life has undergone a huge change, up until then, I was at my biggest, 24 stone and at 5ft 10" I was.. Rotund to say the least. After a chat with a friend I ended up walking through the doors of Warrior Martial Arts in Congleton. And from that day my life has changed for the better. I started to train BJJ (Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu) and Kickboxing, with the help of Keith, Mandy and all the guys and girls down at the club and not to mention the support of my family and friends I started to lose weight whilst doing something that I really had taken a shine to.
I am a Tattoo Artist and Body Piercer by trade, and in a job where I am sat on my arse most of the time wasn't helping with the fact I was hugely obese. As sad as it sounds I remember the day my life changed. It was a busy Saturday at the studio and my boss Paul was tattooing a guy called Keith, I knew Keith and his partner Mandy as they own Warrior Martial Arts, Warrior is a non profit club that Keith and Mandy set up and a few of my friends trained there and somehow we got on the the subject of MMA and I said how I thought it was cool, Keith, who was pulling the most hilarious faces while getting his elbow tattooed, said that I should attend his BJJ class on the Sunday at 6pm... I kinda laughed it off and just carried on with my work.
The next day I did my usual Sunday routine, usually involving food and lazing about. And I sat and thought about what Keith said. All day I was trying to find excuses not to go, all day. But in the end I ended up in my car outside the gym. As I walked through the door I saw Keith's face, don't think he was or would ever expect me to walk through the door. Mandy found me a Gi to wear.. Well a Gi jacket anyways that didn't fit. After a light warmup I could hardly breathe. But continued with the class at the end I was worn out.. I sat down on the sofa at the club out of breath.. I was out of breath for just over an hour and a half!! Bad!! Needless to say I was addicted from then on.. I did the Sunday class for around 3 weeks until Mike, a friend who trained at the gym asked for a training partner in the mornings. I agreed but didn't realize I would be up at half 5 every other morning. Only just able to walk on the running machine for around 10 minutes then that was me done. I did this as well as the BJJ classes on Sundays for around 3 weeks and listened to Mandy about my food, cut out some bad carbs and cola and lost a stone (13lbs) . I was well chuffed!
At the beginning
8 Stone so far!
I hated working out in front of people, just due to confidence as everyone down the gym were all physically fit, and then there was me. Keith mentioned that they did an MMA class on Tuesday's and thursdays as well as a BJJ class on the Thursday too. So for all my sins, I ended up down there on the mats, Tuesday's were rather hard fitness sessions . I remember all the guys (I was the only female at the time) half way through a warm up Keith said, "drop, 20 pushups" so I was there on my knees probably doing the worst pushups anyone had ever seen, i was struggling with them, my arms ached and I was trying to do as many as I could.
Everyone was already on their feet and continued to run around the room, I felt like crap, as I said before I hated working out in front of people, now I was holding up everyone else, I remember looking at the floor thinking "they must be looking at me thinking, look at the fat girl trying to do pushups" so I closed my eyes and tried to carry on doing the pushups. All of a sudden I heard one of the guys say, "go on Jode, you can do 'em"... Wow now that for me was amazing as I suddenly realized everyone is there for the same reason. I got a massive burst of energy and finished the pushups. Needles to say, I was knackered after but it was all worth it! I continued to train most days, between 4 and 6 times a week, not to torture myself but out of enjoyment, I had truly found something that I enjoyed, the fact the weight was coming off was a bonus!
If you have undergone a massive life change that you would like to share please Contact me, Unless you are trying to sell diet pills or something similar. I don't condone them. Or you are organising an event that you think I may be interested in or something to do with fundraising then feel free to contact me!