| Sometime back I stumbled upon this contest at Indiblogger where you had to write about an instance that made you happy and sad at the same time. Finally now that the contest is ancient history, I have my moment. |
The happy news – I lost some weight.. well not much weight… but some solid inches for sure.
The sad news – the weight loss translated into the loss of a dear loved one. My jeans. If you think I’m too much of a material girl (if I can call myself that at 40, ‘girl’ I mean) let me tell you it’s no ordinary pair. It’s my newest possession, about a month old (that’s no age for anyone to be declared dead) and it was love at first sight. It was the perfect blue denim with these cute shiny Swarowsky things at the sides – a real prized possession. Besides it cost almost 4K (The Husband must NOT read this). And now, sigh!, it’s a misfit.
According to the ‘think positive’ philosophy that I’m determined to follow I must concentrate on the happy thought of the weight loss.. but it’s really too early to raise a toast, if I’m honest. These vacations I piled on calories like never before — total lack of exercise plus FOOOOD. How I binged and how it showed.
So what I’ve lost is just the tip off the four-kg fat iceberg I piled on. Can you believe that .. four kgs in two months! Damn that ice cream, that kulfi, that Lakhnawi chaat and those ghee steeped paranthas. What’s worse the voice of my conscience (that’s my mum) was quiet because she was busy managing work and my not-too-well dad. She had a guilty suspicion she’d driven him to falling ill by her constant nagging about his weight. You see she’s the conscience of the entire household. And so, though she did bring up my weight, she wasn’t really in form.
Back from Lucknow, as I browsed at Shoppers the only T shirt that fitted me was a bright red one… unfortunately it bore the inscription ‘I love my bump’. The only bumps I had then were goosebumps.
I have been slogging it out most conscientiously at the gym since that fateful day.. trying to squeeze in 6 days a week plus a short walk when I can. And look where it’s landed me.
This pretty friend of mine will now be relegated to the dark confines of the they-don’t-fit-me-anymore clothes’ cupboard, waiting to be worn again some day. Only I can’t but hope I never fit into this one.. or do I?
They'll go they'll go. Anything helps, crunches and all… keep going.
The inches are so imp , I just don't understand every time I head out and say yes . I am going to walk and gym I end up falling tripping hurting my leg . Will crunches just help me to be fit that's all I can do for now .
@momofrs.. here's loads of luck on express delivery :-D.
Oh man!!Congrats on the loss 🙂
And here I am, still struggling to lose that 0.5 kg I spoke about in one of my posts 🙁
I think hitting the gym is the ONLY option left for me!!
Wish me luck 🙂
@Priya.. thanks God knows it's such a struggle.
Oh dear!
Congrats on losing the inches..way to go!!
@Bikram.. sheer hard work..no short cuts. Hope I can get the four kgs off and start to make a dent in the original package.
🙂 how did u manage to lose inches I need ot know that .. 🙂 os tell tell tips and views pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Bikram's
The effectiveness of an abdominal Exercise device on the abdominal region is a lot less than 1 would believe, in reality the effects of abdominal exercises are far less than that of walking, jogging or cycling for a similar level of perceved effort.