I was never Size Zero. And the mere concept cooked up so much hatred in my tiny heart. Maybe, solely because I
believe believed that it was never my cup of tea, or that it was never a healthy way. I was always happy with my curves, near to perfect. The lowest I have ever been was 54 which I guess is a decade back. I then piled on kilos and kilos until I realized that I should look good at least in my wedding pics. I then came back to 58, which again is 2 years back. And then?
Get married young lady. Be pampered and cherished by your beloved and then wait and watch.
You will have the urge to cook such delicious, appetizing dishes, just to see the twinkle in his eyes and a playful smile on his face after tasting the food you prepared. Oh that moment! You travel, dine out every weekend, celebrate special occasions and all the festivals listed on the World calendar. Hailing from South India and now living in the Western region, I should admit there is change, in food and lifestyle. I gorged on Golgappas and Wadapavs whenever possible (read tea-breaks everyday), celebrated Diwali with such exuberance that I gorged on all the fancy sweets- Rasgullas, Gulab Jamuns, Sandeshs and Motichoor Laddus. You also juggle between your personal life and work, working late in office, skipping a meal or two or eat fat at odd hours. I used to have my breakfast at 6pm, lunch at 2am and dinner at 8am- a true reversal of the biological clock when I worked in night shifts. Not that I complain. I love what I do and will hold on to my job as much as I can take it. And to top it all, I tend to gobble on a whole Dairy Milk packet or two whenever I am stressed or sad. Little did I know that the cellulites are accumulating on different parts of my body, mostly at unwanted places. Little creeps, I tell you!
Time flies and then realization dawns as your colleagues start to fondly address you, “Kungfu Panda” and others. Oh, take a back seat! I’m not writing down other names. You needn’t ogle more if that’s what interests you. The Kungfu Panda revelation is only because I say to myself that he is cute and so am I.
You then alarmingly check your weight and get close to a cardiac arrest when you find yourself added to another 22 more! Oh yeah, a whooping 22! (You can do the Math!) The next stage is to desperately hold on to the different crash diets available on internet. I have successfully completed the GM diet, starving and grieving my stomach, losing 7kgs a week (yes, I’ve done it) and then gaining 10+ the following week. I was then headstrong in owning an exercising cycle which at the present moment is dismantled and packed to be sent. So, I have reached a conclusion that neither can I exercise (Oh, how much I hate this word!), nor can I keep the cravings away. You are depressed, shy away from being clicked for photos, cry on your husband`s shoulder and move on.
So how did I keep fit for the wedding? As simple as eating three proper meals everyday and snacking fruits and veggies instead of those deep fried pakoras. A balanced diet would incorporate carbohydrates, whole grains and cutting down on processed food. I have made small changes in my lifestyle now. Starting my day with a glass of warm water and a spoon of honey, having a cup of green tea with a spoon of honey instead of my favorite cappuccino with dollops of sugar. Cut down on my Dairy milk intake, the soft drinks, MAGGI packets, deep fried foods, the chips, the kurkures, oh, and so much more. There is no easy way and there is a long way to go, but I am on it.
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