June 25th , 2016
My struggle with the weight continues, or rather struggle with eating continues.
It has been over an year that I embarked on this journey to take away almost 30 kilos from my heavy frame. I have been successful in some ways but have not been successful in the real way.
Started the journey on the June,5th, 2015 , almost being at 97 kgs. The best I could achieve has been is 89 kgs, but wait, this has been a kind of a barrier. I have come down till this point not to go beyond but again go up and hover around 92-93 kgs.
There is only one problem, eating or rather hogging....from biscuits, namkeens, chapatis, sweets...you name it and I am onto to it shamelessly.
Have tried taking vows, gone to the temple swearing in front of the deity, writing down close to 200 hundred times that I will not eat bread, pickles, namkeens, potatoes, sweets, biscuits and more , but the restraint lasts only till the time I am writing. It simply vanishes the moment I see the food. It seems that the brain that thinks about restraint and the brain that hogs are of two different people.
So once again today on this bad summer day of 25th June I gather courage to penn down my battle with the bulge.
I commit to adhere to avoid all the junk and commit to war on weight again...amen.
My struggle with the weight continues, or rather struggle with eating continues.
It has been over an year that I embarked on this journey to take away almost 30 kilos from my heavy frame. I have been successful in some ways but have not been successful in the real way.
Started the journey on the June,5th, 2015 , almost being at 97 kgs. The best I could achieve has been is 89 kgs, but wait, this has been a kind of a barrier. I have come down till this point not to go beyond but again go up and hover around 92-93 kgs.
There is only one problem, eating or rather hogging....from biscuits, namkeens, chapatis, sweets...you name it and I am onto to it shamelessly.
Have tried taking vows, gone to the temple swearing in front of the deity, writing down close to 200 hundred times that I will not eat bread, pickles, namkeens, potatoes, sweets, biscuits and more , but the restraint lasts only till the time I am writing. It simply vanishes the moment I see the food. It seems that the brain that thinks about restraint and the brain that hogs are of two different people.
So once again today on this bad summer day of 25th June I gather courage to penn down my battle with the bulge.
I commit to adhere to avoid all the junk and commit to war on weight again...amen.
Somebody needs to hide all those biscuits/namkeens in home. All good and tasty things off the shelf. Best wishes. May this humid weather make the biscuits and Namkeens soggy and you hate them.
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