I just came from a sweaty session from the gym and the exercise boosted not only my energy but also my vanity. I'm hoping to lose pounds and inches from Boyet's aero dancing sessions even if I have to suffer looking at my fat bounce up and down in the mirror. As some of my husband's driver friends pointed out, Edwin is still young and handsome, and there are probably scores of ladies falling in line behind my back, waiting for me to grow old and wither. Those hurtful remarks, and at times, insults, made me roused from my lofty post of wifehood and see that indeed I have whilst away my youth (if you can call it that).
First step is to accept that I am FAT. I saw pictures of myself when I first started out in DA and saw Lana the "niwang". I had to admit that although I was slimmer then, I never enjoyed dressing up to show off my trim (?) body because I never felt the need to. When I was in college,
fashion was never a word in Xavier Aggies and I guess I was used to jeans and shirt. Imagine wrestling a cow in high heels and mini skirt. The cow would probably laugh so hard it would come down to the ground by itself. And there was no one I want to show it off to.
Next is searching for a right supplement to help me in my quest for an ultimate makeover. I found out that Fitrum suited me. I used to go on various tested diets but they never seem to worked on me. Fitrum and reduced rice intake ( from 1 1/2 cups of rice to half cup) showed good results after 3 months. It took longer for me because my budget only allow 1 capsule of Fitrum a day as compared to 2-3 capsules a day for some.
Third is trying to reduce more and keeping my weight within level. It's a constant battle and there are times when I can't deny a slice of cake or two or a mug of ice cream. But through all my weight and fat problems, Edwin never did once told me that I don't look good or that he does not like seeing me fat. Love surely is not vain and Edwin not blind.
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