My mom almost dropped her coffee mug in the morn as she heard me scream...she popped in to ask what the hell it was with me...
I was staring at my new digital scales and in anguish and anger that I shouted to her "I wanted to jump on them"...but what did they do?
Finally, I learned that I gain around 500 gms by day and lose around 300 gms by night. From the time I came Oman, I haven't been exercising, not even walking!
Every evening I think of heading out, bring my sneakers to my sofa, sit and realise there is remote under me and you know next minute I will be on cartoon network - eventually my sneakers are pushed back to their rack!
The only walk I have done after coming here is to that foodstuff shop - head straight to the fridge and grasp few bottles of moussy or some non-alc beer and head back..at times with a few bars of galaxy ( I love the hazelnut ones) and bless God for my parents are loving my indulgence -- in fact my dad said that I look like a fox!! ( I took as a compliment though!)
But today, I have gained a total of five..yes FIVE kilos (bless those buttery sweets) and so I felt really down and ate few more bars of galaxy (I do so when I am extremely depressed) before I remembered there is a dusty exercise peddler which was conveniently snuggled into home's dark corner...
Now - I have placed (strategically) in hall (so that I get to see TV) with a goal to pedal down the gain...but now that is so cold..I convinced myself that I needed few fat layers for warmth!
The pendulum swings back!
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