All I Want for Christmas is Two Less Moobs

Does anyone remember that song that goes “all I want for Christmas is my two front teeth”? Well, if I was to rewrite the song for myself it would go something like “all I want for Christmas is two less moobs”. The last time I did anything for Christmas was in 2012, and even that year I told family we could catch up but I couldn’t afford to do presents.


The next step in my medical transition from female to male is top surgery (chest reconstructive surgery). I’ve been saving for this for over five years, and as time has gone on my saving has gotten stricter. The only thing I spend money on that I could call fun is my gym membership, and I didn’t initially decide to do that because I enjoyed it. I needed to get down to a healthier weight and build up a bit of muscle to get the best possible results from surgery. Fortunately it turned out that I do actually enjoy going to the gym.


The only present I wish for this Christmas is a bit of help with saving for top surgery. I started a GoFundMe campaign a few months ago, and I really appreciate the few donations I’ve received. If anyone wants to give me anything for Christmas, this is the thing that would have a huge impact on my life. It’s a present that will last me a lifetime. The dysphoria I experience constantly because of having parts of my body that don’t match my identity really messes with my mental health.


Also, if anyone would be happy to share the link to my GoFundMe campaign on their own blog or facebook page or twitter feed or anywhere else you can think of, that would be really awesome. Thanks for your support.


Here’s the link:



The Motivation That Started My Fitness Journey

Some people seem to be able to jump straight into regular exercise, purely for the fun of it. Personally, maybe because of struggling with long-term mental illness, I often need to find a reason to convince myself to do things. So why am I spending so much time in the gym?


Since 2010, it’s been my goal to get top surgery (chest reconstructive surgery) as part of my transition. I started testosterone injections in February 2013, and between the increased appetite from the change in hormones, side-effects from other medications, and mental health issues, I put on quite a lot of weight.


It wasn’t really until some time in 2014 that I decided I needed to do something about getting into better shape. I realized that if I was going to get the best possible results from top surgery, I needed to lose some weight and at least tone up my muscles a bit.

At first, the only changes I made were going for walks a few times a week and eating less junkfood. I ate more fresh fruits and veggies, and cut down the sugar and fat and simple carbs. I walked around my local area for about an hour at least three times a week, as well as all the walking I end up doing because of relying on public transport. I started trying not to sit for too long without getting up and moving around a bit. Just with these few small changes, I lost about 18kg in a bit under a year and a half.


As often happens, things gradually slowed down, and I realized I would have to do something different if I wanted to keep making progress. I decided it was time to join a gym. Fortunately, I managed to find one where the staff are really positive and friendly and supportive.


I wanted to focus on building up my pecs, because I thought that would give me the best results after top surgery. It didn’t take me long to realise it was important to work on all of my muscles. At first, I can’t say it was exactly fun. I hadn’t been in a gym for at least a few years, and I was quite unfit. A few sessions with a personal trainer helped me get started on the right track and kept me motivated through the initial slog.


After a while, I actually started enjoying training. I got competitive with myself, trying to get better and better at each new exercise I learned. In the last 16 months, I’ve made quite a bit of progress, but still have a lot of work ahead of me. Getting top surgery won’t be the end of my fitness journey. In fact, given how much more comfortable I’ll be with my body, it will likely be the beginning of something bigger and better.