Love My Fate
So I really didn't give much thoughts to the weight issues, at least not on BS lately. I'm such a foodie and I love foods, guess I've mentioned this more that I could recall the exact number, something like 7647237456345283 perhaps?
I'm one of those super lucky gal, I mean seriously. I don't have huge appetite but I can always make room for foods that I like; I love to eat and I'm obsess with weight at the same time; I can spend the whole evening nomming countless french fries & 3 humongous fried chickens (either wings or drumsticks) while gulping down a 800 ml coke at the same time for 3 consecutive days without feeling guilty or gaining a lbs. Noop, no exercise, you never see me exercise by the way, perhaps promenade.
But all these luckiness suddenly wave me goodbye one day, probably just the day right after my 25th birthday when my metabolism decided I'm old enough to be abandoned.
After nearly a year of compulsive consumption (good food, healthy food & junk food all at once), I gained weight like hell, at the damnedest scale which I would then interpret it as unhealthy. I feel tired easily, fatigue whenever I try to just walk a little faster on slanting road, and the fat analysis showed on my weighting scale is always beyond the normal rate. Although I try to not care about the weight issue that seems conquering my body, mind & soul a little by little each and everyday, I found myself constantly check on the food labels in order to console my sad (and fat) soul that it is ok to E.A.T as much as I want to. Seems pretty pathetic isn't it?
Maybe this is my fate, you know, to eat, to gain weight, to go on a healthy diet and then to start eating my days into oblivion again. Yup, to go through the vicious circle of a typical yo-yo dieter as well.
So ya, I've set my goal and I'm officially on diet again. Less sugar, low carb, more fruit and veggie will be the new language on my twitter & FB page but I'm still not feeling exercise yet, maybe I'll change my mind soon cause exercise seems like the ultimate rule to keep our bodies in shape, we will see.
Ok, I know, I'm not fat at all as what you all have always told me (truly appreciated for positive energy you gave me, now I just need more) or maybe some of you may even thought I am skinny. Well, don't let my legs and arms manipulate you, they never grow an inch since I was 17, I bet they'll stay the same even if I gain another 30kg. Of course, again, I count that as a blessing, but right now, I need to spare myself some time & rooms to work on that writhing mass of insecurity that's hidden inside.
I'm sure, it won't take too long to see me smile and seek solace in food again.
Good day and good luck.
Regards,
Bev
I'm one of those super lucky gal, I mean seriously. I don't have huge appetite but I can always make room for foods that I like; I love to eat and I'm obsess with weight at the same time; I can spend the whole evening nomming countless french fries & 3 humongous fried chickens (either wings or drumsticks) while gulping down a 800 ml coke at the same time for 3 consecutive days without feeling guilty or gaining a lbs. Noop, no exercise, you never see me exercise by the way, perhaps promenade.
But all these luckiness suddenly wave me goodbye one day, probably just the day right after my 25th birthday when my metabolism decided I'm old enough to be abandoned.
After nearly a year of compulsive consumption (good food, healthy food & junk food all at once), I gained weight like hell, at the damnedest scale which I would then interpret it as unhealthy. I feel tired easily, fatigue whenever I try to just walk a little faster on slanting road, and the fat analysis showed on my weighting scale is always beyond the normal rate. Although I try to not care about the weight issue that seems conquering my body, mind & soul a little by little each and everyday, I found myself constantly check on the food labels in order to console my sad (and fat) soul that it is ok to E.A.T as much as I want to. Seems pretty pathetic isn't it?
Maybe this is my fate, you know, to eat, to gain weight, to go on a healthy diet and then to start eating my days into oblivion again. Yup, to go through the vicious circle of a typical yo-yo dieter as well.
So ya, I've set my goal and I'm officially on diet again. Less sugar, low carb, more fruit and veggie will be the new language on my twitter & FB page but I'm still not feeling exercise yet, maybe I'll change my mind soon cause exercise seems like the ultimate rule to keep our bodies in shape, we will see.
Ok, I know, I'm not fat at all as what you all have always told me (truly appreciated for positive energy you gave me, now I just need more) or maybe some of you may even thought I am skinny. Well, don't let my legs and arms manipulate you, they never grow an inch since I was 17, I bet they'll stay the same even if I gain another 30kg. Of course, again, I count that as a blessing, but right now, I need to spare myself some time & rooms to work on that writhing mass of insecurity that's hidden inside.
I'm sure, it won't take too long to see me smile and seek solace in food again.
Good day and good luck.
Regards,
Bev