Wednesday, 8 May 2019

Umm, hello there

So, hello!

It’s been a little while almost 18 months since I blogged. It was not intentional and I wish I hadn’t had a huge break, but there’s been a pretty good reason why I disappeared. Two pretty good reasons, actually.

Say hello to my beautiful twin baby girls. Who are currently 6 months old. If you don’t follow me on Instagram etc., then SURPRISE! Ha!

How have I gotten to here? There’s fairly obviously so much to catch up on. For now, I just wanted to break the drought and post SOMETHING.

Now that the drought is being broken, I can get to blogging again. I think you know that you miss blogging when you blog ‘in your head.’ Kind of like when people say that they texted back ‘in their head’ but didn’t actually send a text? It’s like that, but I’ve been blogging ‘in my head’. It’s time to get it out of my head and onto the interwebs though. :)

Keep an eye out on here very soon, as we have a lot to catch up on.

Love Kate ...AND Maddie and Ashley xoxo 😍

Sunday, 31 December 2017

'The new years spirit'

Happy 2018, love Coco Girl

Well, almost!  As I type this I have 24 hours and 27 minutes left of 2017.  (It's just after 11:30pm on Saturday 30th December here in Brisbane, Australia).

I just wanted to jump on here and wish everyone a happy new year in 2018.

I mentioned in my previous post that Christmas has always been my favourite day / time of the year.  But I realised today that for now, at least, it's actually the New Year that I love the most.

I never thought I'd say that, as I have had some of the worst New Years Eve's ever - they're way too awful, personal and inappropriate to even start to share here.

But it's not the "New Years Eve celebration" that I adore (or detest)'s the fact that so many people - so many, see so much hope ahead of them.  

Social media becomes flooded with images of sparkling numbers and quotes about hope and turning dreams into fruition, fresh starts, resolutions and new habits; and feel-good hashtags come out in full force, such as #hope #dream #goals #believe #newyearnewme and so on.

I know that for every pretty new year Instagram image there's a person who (fairly) turns their nose up at people who make resolutions and jokes about how gyms are full only for the first week of the new year.  I know that even the best intended resolutions often fall by the wayside, and that new habits can be forgotten before you can say "January."

But I personally find it so inspiring and I proudly put my hand up and say that I get caught up in the hype.  Other than the rallying of community and the outpouring of human kindness and generosity that follows tragic world events, when else do we see such an influx of people with a sparkle of hope in their eyes?  

That's what I love the most.  No matter what kind of year people have had, so many have the strength and hope to look forward to a better year - a better world - a better them.  Who cares if the success rate of new years resolutions is as low as the amount of people's New Years Eve plans expectations being met?

I love living in a world where individuals can dream of better things ahead.  As a human race, we need it.  

Each year is going to have it's ups and downs, and let's be real: the fact that it's January 1st and not December 31st, will not have any bearing on how far we're going to excel in our specific quests for greatness.  It is, in fact, just another day.

But where there's a sparkle in someone's eye, a glimmer of hope; there's possibility.  And that's how all dreams begin.

And I for one, am not one to squash that.

I have so many dreams for 2018 and have changed from previous years.  Gone are the days where I feel that midnight needs to be perfect, or I have to have my to do list in good working order, or my filing done before it's January (!)

Instead, I've alleviated my shoulders from perfectionism, and it feels amazing.  I plan on
My January book
focusing on my core values and checking myself on whether what I spend my time on is aligned with those values and what I want to achieve.  

I've removed pressure in that I no longer have '2018 goals', '2019 goals' and so on.  I just have goals.

To support me to achieve my gazillion dreams and goals, I plan to learn more, read more, move away from things that aren't serving me, and improve on my downfalls.  

I don't have rules, but I have acceptance.  Acceptance that I'm human and that I can only do the best I can do.

And I hope that however you see things, that at some point you can feel the 'new years spirit', too.

Whether you're a mad fan of goal setting and have your planners, diaries, vision boards, stickers and highlighters ready to go tomorrow night, or you simply have a few quiet dreams simmering in your mind... 

Whether you'll be spending the night in with a couple of friends and a cheese platter, or in a
Focus for the new year.  Less time wasting.
club, restaurant or waterfront with a million revelers and a few too many vodkas...

Whether you'll be sound asleep by 9pm; barefoot and holding your shoes waiting for a cab or Uber along with the rest of your city at 2am; or be woken up on the hour with a crying newborn...

Whether you see in midnight under fireworks or under your bedroom ceiling...

Whether you have a new years kiss or the comfort of a teddy bear...

Whatever your situation, and no matter how you feel your 2017 has gone; my wish for you is that you can at some point take a look around and see the hope that is in the air.  It's a rare occurrence, but if you look closely, you'll see that it comes out at least once a year: that sparkle in people's eyes.

And if you're not feeling it, as they say, if you can't beat 'em; join 'em.  Just give it a go.

And as for goals and resolutions, you don't have to change the world or move mountains on the 1st of January; or any time in fact.  Just be kind - to yourself and those around you.  That really is enough.

Wishing you each the happiest new year, and may your midnight wishes meet your hard work and make your dreams come true in 2018.


Coco Girl / Kate

Sunday, 24 December 2017

When you're grieving at Christmas


Yes, it has been a while...for good reason this time.  I still intend on catching you up on the last few months, but today's not that day.  In brief though, as at last Weigh In Wednesday (today's Saturday), I've lost 19.3kg since resetting on the 1st July.  The way I've been eating
this week will probably make next Wednesday's weigh in go in the 'wrong' direction, but let's talk about that later.

I'm super proud of the 19.3kg, and while it's taken almost 6 months, that does not bother me at all.  The learning's and changes I've made in these months are worth their 'weight' in gold.  My blog topic list still stands, don't you worry, and I will fill in the gaps.

But, as the title of this post says, this one is not focused on battling chocolate or sharing my meal prep.  (Although both of those things have gone out the window this week!)

As the title suggests, I feel the need to write about grief at Christmas time.

Before I go on; just for the record, I am not qualified in anything about this topic.  I'm not a psychologist, psychiatrist, counsellor, doctor or medical practitioner of any kind, and I don't have the answers.  For anyone needing grief or any type of counselling, please contact a crisis organisation in your area.  In Australia, we have Lifeline: and many others.  I just googled "international crisis contacts" and a whole range came up, including a few sites that list numbers to call in a whole array of countries.  I don't want to miss any countries out, so instead of directing you somewhere, I ask that you google it.  If you can access my blog, I imagine you can access Google.  This post is not a "how to cope" guide, or anything along those lines, and I am not a professional in this area.  I hope I have made that clear.  If you need help, please reach out, as there ARE people who can help.

This post is simply about me chatting about how I am feeling.  Maybe some people will be able to relate.  I imagine many of you will.

It's a little bit off topic for me, in a way.  But while my predominant content is all about weight loss and fitness gain and everything that comes with those things, I'm very much human, and I do have a lot more things in my life other than trying to lose weight. :)

When I was 9, my Dad gave me my first diary.  I wrote it in most days, and I continued until
my early 20's.  My diaries from the ages of 9 to 11 were very much factual, about what I did each day, like record keeping.  I traveled a lot during those 2 years, so they were kind of the style of travel journals - what happened.  Some days were simply "Today we played."  It was pretty deep.


When I hit 12 though, the writing style changed, and wow, now those diaries are hot property.  They started with entries titled "My first bra" and "The first time I shaved my legs" and went on from there.  I found I mainly wrote when I was really emotional, in whichever end of the glorious human emotion spectrum I was in.  I overcame a lot of hurdles in my early 20's, and as such, my writing settled down, as I guess my need to, also diminished.

I feel that's quite like my blog - I find writing really therapeutic: when I feel the desire to.

And going by the title of this post, it's pretty clear that the desire is, sadly, there.

Yes, I'm grieving, and yes, it's Christmas.

And it's really hard.  

I know I'm not the only one to ever go through grief at Christmas time, and certainly not the only one who's going through it this year.  You'd perhaps think that knowing this would be some strange comfort, in that I'm not alone.  However it's one of the rare things in life that you wish you were alone in: I wouldn't wish grief on anyone.  It makes me even more sad to think of how many others are having the worst time right now.

Grief or sadness at any time of year is hard, but why is it that Christmas seems to make it more heightened, or more unwanted?  Is it the expectation of tradition that Christmas is supposed to be a happy time?  Is it that we miss our loved ones more on special occasions?  I've always declared Christmas Day as my favourite day of the year.  But I have to question myself on this at the moment.

Christmas carols lyrics such as:

"'Tis the season to be jolly"
"What a bright time, it's the right time, to rock the night away"
"It’s the most wonderful time of the year"

jump out at me more than ever, ringing through my ears for hours after hearing them played in Coles.  Is it pressure?  Or is it just a reminder of Christmas's where I have been overwhelmingly happy, and I'm reminded that I'm not so much this year?

One of my relatives passed away a few weeks ago, and this week I lost a really close friend in a really devastating, confusing way.  I was doing pretty well - actually very well, but there's no rules on grief, and I was starkly reminded of this on Thursday.

I'm trying so hard to focus on the blessings in my life.  This is certainly not hard.  I am completely blessed, and tonight (it's just clocked over to Christmas Eve as I type this) and tomorrow I am going to be under the same roof as my entire immediate family for the first time in two years.  Part of my immediate family are 5 kids under 5, who are my world.  They are so precious and one of two Miss Five's melted my heart today when she showed me how she's practicing how to sleep while Santa visits.  My family love me and support me and I cannot begin to describe how blessed that I know I am.

And that's just for a start.

But grief seems to be able to overtake or skew the view of even the greatest of blessings that we have.

Grief doesn't just come from loss.  My heart is breaking for friends of mine who have very recently separated and are facing their first Christmas as a broken family.  For an older friend who when I asked what she's doing on Christmas Day, she said "nothing" (because her friends are doing other things and she doesn't have any close family).  For a few close people to me who have just been diagnosed with cancer.  For multiple friends who are struggling to conceive.  For a dear friend whose 3 year old daughter is going through chemo.

Cruel things happen all year round but Christmas time it just seems to enhance the pain of it, and I can't pinpoint why.

I've found it hard to find the Christmas spirit for the last few years.  I surprised myself by 'finding' it a couple of weeks ago.  But events since then have shook that up a lot.

One thing that is helping is to 'give'.  For me it's been in the form of an unplanned over-surge in my Christmas shopping.  I'm not materialistic and of course I know that there's so many kind ways we can give (give back).  But with my focus out the window right now, buying far and wide just happened to occur.  My bank balance may not agree, but it's made me feel good as I've bought and wrapped.

As I said earlier, this post is not about advice, rather than just sharing how I'm doing at the moment.  And that makes me realise another thing that's helping me - writing.

My eating has gone out the window; I haven't cared about what I've been putting in my mouth (hence why I said I'm sure that the scales will go in the wrong direction next week.  But I haven't cared - it's been like "whatever".  I'm sure I'll pull myself out of it and start making smarter choices, but I'm not about to put any pressure on, especially on Christmas Eve!

I really thought I was going somewhere with this post...but it appears not.  I think I thought that writing it out will help me gain perspective or...something.  But I guess it's more of a chatty post, with no resolution or advice or direction.  Just "blurgh": this is how it is.

What I will say is that if you too are grieving, then please know that I'm thinking of you and am sending you my love.  If you need to, please contact an organisation in your area, or call a friend or family member.  I've been (unusually) very open with my family, and I'm sure they'll cut me some slack if I'm not myself tomorrow.  We can get very good at hiding things,
but sometimes it's a relief to just open up and know that it's okay to not be okay.  Maybe some of the things that have helped me (trying to focus on my blessings, giving to others, writing, and looking towards the new year) may help you think of ideas for yourself.

And if you're just feeling sad, that's okay.  Never deny yourself feelings of any kind.  Sometimes we know that we are blessed but it still hurts.  Appreciating what we have doesn't mean you can't feel what you need to feel.  Let's get through this day as best as we can, and make allowances for ourselves.  The Christmas spirit is still there, and while we may not be feeling it as much this year, I pray that it comforts you in some way.

I know what I said before about Christmas carol lyrics, but there is one that I want to share with you.  It's a carol called "The Christmas Hope", and a snippet of the lyrics are below.

No matter what your circumstances are, whether you're grieving, feeling sad, are alone, or if things aren't going as you thought they would, I hope these words comfort you and give you a sprinkle of hope tomorrow.

Merry Christmas to you and your loved ones, whether they're with you tomorrow or not xoxo

"Hope is a present
A gift freely given
To all who receive
And open their hearts
Hope is a promise
For a better tomorrow
In a world filled with sorrow
We always have hope"

(The Christmas Hope)

Sunday, 1 October 2017

Since the 1st July series: overview


So I reset myself on the 1st July and today is the 1st October.  It's been 3 months - or 13 weeks and 1 day.  It's about time I start sharing what I've been doing!

As I said a couple of posts ago, I genuinely mean to blog, but I get so ridiculously overwhelmed, so easily, that I put it off.  Not just blogging, but everything.  I haven't opened my Facebook in 3-4 weeks.  The little red notifications number must be capped at 99,
A screenshot of my Facebook app #shakes
because it was 99 more than a week ago, and it keep refreshing.  The more refreshing it does, the more I get overwhelmed, and the more anxious I get about opening up the app.

So I don't.

And it just gets worse (I get more behind).

It sounds ridiculous, because it is.

But that's how overwhelm rolls.

And it's the same with blogging.  As I said on that post I just mentioned, I had a genius idea to write a list of topics to direct me to write a series of shorter posts.  Wonderful!

That list is yet to be put together (I have 3 half lists).  That in itself makes me overwhelmed.


I'm just going to start writing and see where it takes me.  This is going to be an overview, and then step by step, just like all good journeys, I'll choose and write about one aspect of what I've changed / been doing.  And then write the one after that.  And then the one after that.  Like the quote I used on Instagram this morning:

"You keep putting one foot in front of the other, and then one day you look back and you've climbed a mountain."
(Tom Hiddleston)

So, where I am at today?

-16.7kg down, since resetting on 1st July.  This is my current monthly weight loss chart (I weighed in this morning to get September's result, so it is as up to date as you can get!

While my weight has been going down (since 1st July, anyway!), everything else has been going up and down, like most humans.  (Life was never meant to be straight and stagnant, was it?)

My food has been up:

and down:

My emotions have been up:

and down:

My habits have been down:

and up (yes, I changed the order of this one on purpose because I've battled this one, go me!)

(I did keep scrolling)

You get the picture.  I've had some of the best days of my life and some of the worst.  And while I am an actress, I am not being dramatic.  It's been a whirlwind few months of ups and downs.

But through it all, not only have I gotten through it; I've maintained myself on this health journey, and I'm pretty frigging proud of myself for that.

Let me let you go for now, so I can get onto start writing the first post of the series of "Since the 1st July".πŸ™‚

This post only took me an hour to put together completely - I'm pretty impressed!  Let's see how I go with keeping my posts short and succinct.  Two words that I have never quite grappled so far in my early-mid age.

Thank you for those who have been following me, some of who have done so for years.  It's those of you who see what I believe in my heart, that I will eventually break through all of the barriers that I am trying to break through.

"Thank you", will never be enough.

Love Kate xoxo

P.S. Check out Michelle Bridges' new book, "Keeping It Off".  It got released this week and there's a very special page that you should check out: page 39.πŸ˜‰  It's a bit about me!  Congrats Mish on tackling such an important subject.  I don't need to explain the relevance of the book's topic to me.πŸ’—

Mish's new book

Page 39πŸ™‚

P.P.S. I've still been updating my Snapchat and Instagram stories more than I have any other social media lately.  (They're identical, I record on Snap and then upload onto Insta as soon as (and if) I have time, so Snap is more in the moment and used more.)  But if those platforms interest you, then you can find me there in the (many times) I'm not blogging).πŸ™‚  My Snapcode is:

And then, of course, my beloved Instagram.  I feel like I've been posting less since I started using Snap and Instagram stories, but it's still a constant for me:

My Instagram

Saturday, 23 September 2017

Winners of the Brisbane Fitness Show competition!

Congratulations to the winners of the 2017 @ausfitnessshow @cocogirlbutter competition!


You have each been drawn out of a (literal) pink @m_b_active hat and each won a free double pass to the 2017 Fitness Show!

Check your email inboxes for all of the details, and thank you to all of those who entered; I sincerely wish I could have picked out more than 3 names.

Even if you haven't won, I highly recommend the show to anyone who can get along; it'a such an inspiring weekend. πŸ‹πŸΌπŸ€³πŸΌπŸ₯˜πŸŒΏπŸ“πŸƒπŸΌ

Have a look at for more details and to get information on features, timetables and celebrities. (Check out the line up - eeek!❤️πŸ˜„πŸ€³πŸΌ)

Congratulations girls and thanks to everyone who entered xo

Monday, 11 September 2017

Win tickets to the Brisbane Fitness Show!

Attention Brissie babes, Gold Coast guys and gals, super Sunny Coasters and everyone near and in between; Australia's largest fitness and health expo, the Fitness Show, is visiting Brisbane next month!

@cocogirlbutter has once again teamed up with the Fitness Show and we have 3 double passes to give away to this years show. To enter, simply follow the instructions on the attached picture.

Each double pass is worth $40+ and will give you access to over 150 brands offering show specials, as well as the opportunity to:
πŸ‹πŸΌBe inspired by watching Powerlifting, CrossFit, Strongman, Bodybuilding and Sports Modelling competitions
🀳Meet fitness celebrities and sports models
πŸ₯˜Learn how to make nutritious and easy to prepare meals and get healthy living advice at the Healthy Living Stage
πŸ“Attend educational seminars for fitness professionals
πŸƒπŸΌWorkout with celeb trainers

Plus much more. Check out for more details and to get information on features, timetables and celebrities.

For your chance to win one of 3 double passes to the 2017 Brisbane Fitness Show, simply email your full name to by Wednesday 20th September.

Each double pass is valid for any one day of the show that the winner chooses.

Entries will be drawn at random after Thursday 21st September and shared across all @cocogirlbutter platforms and contacted directly.

You've got to be in it to win it! Good luck!

Coco Girl xx

Saturday, 5 August 2017

Breaking the drought


For the 70th time since starting this blog, here I go again with a few (!) weeks in between saying hey.  For those who follow me on IG or Snap in particular, you would have watched me many times in the last month or so saying "I'll blog the details" or "I'll explain everything on my blog" or "I promise I'll blog this weekend."

I do mean it!  But sometimes, like with weight loss, it just takes me a little longer than most to actually get it done.

I truly have so many stories and things to share; all things weight loss (and gain!), exercise, injuries, food, life ups and downs, lessons, overhauls, creating a better version of myself and of course my usual "only Kate" stories, that I just don't know where to begin.  But I'm doing myself up a little 'bite-sized chunks' plan, where everything seems a little bit more achievable; so that I can share everything, where it won't take me 7 hours to write each post, and where you won't need to call each blog post a novel.

This post is just the quickest of quick summaries, (really - I've given myself 25 minutes!), simply to break the writing drought, to say hi and to give you the briefest overview of where I'm at.

My previous post was saying how nervous I was about my high school reunion at the start of June (far out, Kate!)  Well, I survived that, just (that's on my list of topics).  I continued to eat like it was the last supper all through June and piled on even more weight.  I'll add my 2017 monthly weight calendar onto this post so you can see at a glance how my year has been in that department.

Anyway, somehow I pulled myself together on the 1st July and have been going well with the food thing since then.  I've lost 11kg so far and other than the last few days of a slight
My 2017 according to the scales
chocolate overload, I'm still on track.  I've been trying a few new things and they're working.

In a nutshell, I have never enjoyed my food so much, felt such a low (no) need to binge, and have never felt such 'food freedom' as I have in this past month.  I can't wait to share all of my little stories, updates, recaps and explanations, now that I'm doing a plan and have officially broken the writing drought!

Be back soon, my 25 minutes is up!

Love Kate xxoo