Friday, February 6, 2015

The heartless evil weighing scale

Deep down I knew looking at the scale would just break my heart. Its best that you not look at reality and live in a world of your own. Happiness is in your mind so is your weight . The right weight is when you look at yourself in the mirror and smile.
The fat face that stared at me from a photograph at a poetry reading haunted me throughout the night. In that moment I knew that there was  along way to go. The scale sneered at me today and the took a wrecking ball to  my confidence fifty eight kilos the needle  threatened to escape to fifty nine and I could literally feel my breath escape. I was sixty kilos when I began this journey a month ago.
Its valentines day soon precisely eight days... the weekend is here and there is noway in hell I am skipping my wine and kebab. Next week is going to be a busy one, with a week long conference which is going to last a whole day so dont know how I am going to manage the diet  so dont know WHAT I M GOING TO DO !!!!! I AM GOING TO LOOK LIKE A FAT UGLY COW on V day.
Next week is going to need a lot of strength and a miracle.
yesterday breakfast was three white eggs, lunch was lettuce chicken sandwich and dinner was chicken sauteed .
I am lazy as hell and this exercise regime is what I attempt when I am trying to lose weight. I lasted only 14 mins of this 20 mins. My feet hurt and I am currently a complete loser.
Today was roast chicken sandwich for lunch, one roast chicken leg for dinner and Bhel.

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