Normally, weight gain doesn’t bother me.
It’s a lie. It feels magnificent. Not having to worry about losing weight because your man loves you as you are?! Totally reminds me of Channing Tatum’s first lines in his vow from the movie The Vow:
That has to be the best line in their vows ever. Anyway, moving on…
It’s different to have your family critical of you; I think it’s something that they normally do. Like breakfast. It’s part of being a family, criticism. So it slighted me in the littlest manner possible whenever they would criticize about my weight.
Then it became lunch topic. And a greeting. “Oh wow, you’ve gained weight!” or “You look so… great!” I am assuming by ‘great’ people are talking about width.
And then… it became an MRT pass. A lady offered me her seat when she saw me. I think she assumed I was pregnant. I took it anyway, sayang e. But it happened again. A girl frowned at everyone and was like, “Here take my seat.” Then… I realized it has been happening all the time.
Even at church! I usually hear mass at the Bel Air locale every Thursday night. Twice, I was offered to sit in the nursery. Yes, the place where the moms with kids and pregger moms sit.
Now, I only have one thought in my head. This weight has got to go.
But then this is not my first foray into weight loss. I’ve done Plana Forma. Circuit training. Yoga. Weights. I rekindled my love for running. But my brother said I lacked one thing and it’s not determination. It’s consistency. I may be motivated and determined to be toned and all that but if I have too many rest days, the weight will just come right back.
I think that’s also one of the reasons why I gained faster this time compared to the time I managed to lose the weight. I abruptly stop.
I like mornings. I actually like waking up early. I am kind in the morning, so it’s easy to associate me with the word ‘angel’ as long as it’s morning. So yeah, maybe this kickoff would be a good start.
Plus of course, serious diet realignment. More complex carbs, more protein. Lesser sugar, lesser caffeine. I challenged myself a few weeks back to not have coffee; I lasted a good five weeks.
Let’s see how long I can keep this up. I figured this coupled with a good diet and maybe running at least five hours a week could eventually prep me for that big February 2013 event. EHEHEHEHEHEEEEEEEM.
I’ll let you know how it goes. Maybe this would be a good start for you too. :)