I yam back!
You don't care!
But I will act like you do!
*yay*
Since my blog is a space where I rant and rant and then some, it is a perfect place for me to talk about my recent "melt down" or as my dear mother puts it "ye ladki apne peeche padi hui hai". For those who don't understand Hindi, why??? I don't have a English (firangi) audience, but that is a touchy and separate blog altogether. *sobs and yays* So for those, elite few, my Mother says "This girl is after her own life".
Why? Because I am on the weight loss trip. Thus.
Now, people who do know me also know that I am relatively tall. Thus, I don't look "fat" and whenever I do crib about being fat the quick revert is "Oh, please!". I understand that kind of a reaction, I do. Some people think I am just being a drama queen and just ask me shove some chocolates down my throat. Which, I do. Happily.
All this was in the past though. My tragic dramatic story started six months back when the winters came calling. Now, Delhi winters just force you to eat the gajar ka halwa, matthi, barfi, pakodas and samosa's and what not. Added to that, one too many pizzaz and fries! Oh, the fries. *stomach grumbles* One is forced to eat all that just to celebrate the winters! Okay, so not forced but come on, when you are wearing four layers of thick clothing all is covered and you can indulge in all that the fried and fattening goodies.
That is what I did. Of course.
Result? Ha! I started finding my jumpers a bit too tight on on the stomach area. That my friend, is the worst kind of shock, the most loose thing is tight. I died a little, but did not stop eating. Must commend my diligence towards the sweets and savories. Five months into this happy journey of happy eating came Summers! (there is no such thing as 'Spring', in Delhi)
Summer clothes give away all the winter splurges. And so did mine! I was in shock for a few days. Oh, I was. And then I began the whole "I will exercise and shed it all". Easier said than done. I walked and ran and walked some more. Result? I was introduced to every part of my body by the aches. I gave up on day two.
Bad feeling, that.
One night I had a dream that I was being rolled around because I was round as a ball. BAD. BAD. BAD.
Next day was all about salads, exercising and walks.
Now, if anyone read this, they would definitely say "posh! what does she know about weight issues or she is just being dramatic". In all seriousness, I don't. I have never been too healthy nor too thin. What I am trying to convey via this blog is the fact that healthy living is super important. It is, bro.
I see women in their thirties eating with caution. I understand it now. As a kid I could gobble up a whole pizza and not worry about the consequences. Now? I have problem areas.
Look, I am no one to preach. I am just sharing my "experience". I have learn't to live healthy and exercise my ancient bones. I eat a bowl of salad everyday and not go on crash diets. I know I would fail. I don't gorge on pizzas as I use to. I eat fries in a limited quantity, ME! I eat everything but I eat things in small portions. I use to laugh on women who would say that to me, now I don't.
Healthy living, bro. It is good. I like it.
I have a long way to go to achieve my "abs" but I am on my way.
How do I get by?
Just one chip.
Until next time.
Peace out!
xo
You don't care!
But I will act like you do!
*yay*
Since my blog is a space where I rant and rant and then some, it is a perfect place for me to talk about my recent "melt down" or as my dear mother puts it "ye ladki apne peeche padi hui hai". For those who don't understand Hindi, why??? I don't have a English (firangi) audience, but that is a touchy and separate blog altogether. *sobs and yays* So for those, elite few, my Mother says "This girl is after her own life".
Why? Because I am on the weight loss trip. Thus.
Now, people who do know me also know that I am relatively tall. Thus, I don't look "fat" and whenever I do crib about being fat the quick revert is "Oh, please!". I understand that kind of a reaction, I do. Some people think I am just being a drama queen and just ask me shove some chocolates down my throat. Which, I do. Happily.
All this was in the past though. My tragic dramatic story started six months back when the winters came calling. Now, Delhi winters just force you to eat the gajar ka halwa, matthi, barfi, pakodas and samosa's and what not. Added to that, one too many pizzaz and fries! Oh, the fries. *stomach grumbles* One is forced to eat all that just to celebrate the winters! Okay, so not forced but come on, when you are wearing four layers of thick clothing all is covered and you can indulge in all that the fried and fattening goodies.
That is what I did. Of course.
Result? Ha! I started finding my jumpers a bit too tight on on the stomach area. That my friend, is the worst kind of shock, the most loose thing is tight. I died a little, but did not stop eating. Must commend my diligence towards the sweets and savories. Five months into this happy journey of happy eating came Summers! (there is no such thing as 'Spring', in Delhi)
Summer clothes give away all the winter splurges. And so did mine! I was in shock for a few days. Oh, I was. And then I began the whole "I will exercise and shed it all". Easier said than done. I walked and ran and walked some more. Result? I was introduced to every part of my body by the aches. I gave up on day two.
Bad feeling, that.
One night I had a dream that I was being rolled around because I was round as a ball. BAD. BAD. BAD.
Next day was all about salads, exercising and walks.
Now, if anyone read this, they would definitely say "posh! what does she know about weight issues or she is just being dramatic". In all seriousness, I don't. I have never been too healthy nor too thin. What I am trying to convey via this blog is the fact that healthy living is super important. It is, bro.
I see women in their thirties eating with caution. I understand it now. As a kid I could gobble up a whole pizza and not worry about the consequences. Now? I have problem areas.
Look, I am no one to preach. I am just sharing my "experience". I have learn't to live healthy and exercise my ancient bones. I eat a bowl of salad everyday and not go on crash diets. I know I would fail. I don't gorge on pizzas as I use to. I eat fries in a limited quantity, ME! I eat everything but I eat things in small portions. I use to laugh on women who would say that to me, now I don't.
Healthy living, bro. It is good. I like it.
I have a long way to go to achieve my "abs" but I am on my way.
How do I get by?
Just one chip.
Until next time.
Peace out!
xo
Well..well..there. Hahahahaha.
ReplyDeleteSome people sometime back said blah when I advocated healthy eating.
Life is a full circle.
I rest my case.
ps : eat good eat healthy. Just one chip is okay btw. :)
Thank you! :D
ReplyDeleteAnd whatever!