An Attempt to Lose Weight

This whole marriage thing made me stop my running routine and diet. I lost 6 kg before my marriage (from 52 kg to 46 kg). When my would-be-husband saw me, he said I don’t look good. I looked better with my chubby cheeks. But my chubby cheeks came with a 3-layered bulging tummy and a multiple tiny dimpled legs and arms. Could I just puff my cheeks then if it makes him so happy?

My husband wants me to eat healthy. By healthy, in his own definition, it means eating rice three times a day excluding the snacks in between meals. Well, he succeeded.  In his first attempts to make me eat dinner (I only eat breakfast & lunch), I had stomach cramps every night, which gradually disappeared. Now, I can’t go to bed without having dinner. My running routine has been replaced with our afternoon walks to the grocery store buying junk foods. I didn’t notice I’m slowly gaining weight, until I wore my favorite jeans and suddenly I couldn’t  sit without the bulges showing on my tummy. When I weighed myself, I am now 50 kg.

Then I went home to the Philippines…

…and came back to Abu Dhabi with more bulges in my body. (I don’t even wanna know how much I weigh..)

Now, I promise myself not to heed to my husband’s attempts to fatify me.

I will:

– Get rid of our snack bar which consists of junk foods & chocolates and replace it with fruits instead.

– Run every afternoon for 2 hours during days off and 30 minutes every after work.

– Eat rice only once a day.

– Drink lots of water.

– Cook healthy meals.

I seriously need to get back in shape. And I hope my husband will do the same.

To losing weight! And puffing cheeks!


Inside My Head: Random Thoughts of a Restless Girl

Twelve-hour/day work is really exhausting, especially if it’s straight day or straight night. So I really maximize my time on my days off.

Yesterday, I finally worked on my IELTS application, submitted it together with the requirements at the UK embassy, and scheduled an exam. Then I went to the mall to reward myself.

When I went home, I organized my review materials, did some chores, and wrote down the list of things that I’m planning to do.

Before sunset, I decided to run some laps. My endurance and stamina aren’t that strong anymore as I don’t run everyday like before. Since I lost 5 kg at the start of the year, I decided to mellow down and run only during my days off. I don’t need to lose more weight. I just needed to be fit. After 2 laps, I was thinking if I should go home or continue to run 1 more lap. I’ve decided to run another lap. That’s when I saw my roommate M getting ready to run as well. I was so delighted to see her getting in shape. So we ran together towards the beach (well, she easily gets tired so we basically just walked and talked). After an hour, we decided to go home. But before that we ordered some juice at this fancy restaurant right in the middle of the park.

When we reached home, C and S were drinking Red Horse beer while munching on Calamares. I asked what’s the occasion. S just laughed and told me she just wanted her menstruation to come out and asked C to join her. Well, almost every (Filipino) girl I know have this belief that if  you want to have a heavier menstruation, you should drink beer. I don’t know where they got that crazy idea but frankly, I don’t care. They can believe whatever it is they wanted to believe. So I said, “Really? Well, I’ll put that to test. I know I’m going to have my period anytime this week. I want to see if it will come tomorrow (Haha!).” M and I shared one tall can and S turned on her videoke and we started singing. S will be leaving us this month so we make it a point to bond every chance we get.

The next morning (as expected), I still haven’t got my period (as I’m regularly irregular). I asked S if her period got heavier this time and she said yes. Well, I guess it’s a case to case basis (yeah, right!).

After tidying up our room, I went to the grocery store to buy some ingredients (as I’m going to cook my 3 day meal). I’m learning to cook (and becoming independent). 😉 I know, there are certain things that I needed to learn in order to survive. Back home (Philippines), I don’t need to do anything. After work, I have food, my clothes have been washed and ironed, and all I have to do is rest. But now, all I can depend on is myself. I’m actually enjoying every moment (though at times I really miss being home). When I think about it, I feel so proud of myself.

I’m starting to save up. I send money to the Philippines straight to my savings account (aside from my savings account here in AD). I really don’t like buying all the latest gadgets and other stuff (although sometimes I have the urge to buy). My reason is, I have to find a way to get rid of the old (but still functioning) stuffs that I have before I decide to replace it with a new one. Otherwise, I’m just collecting junks I have no use of. But don’t get me wrong. I’m also a spendthrift. Sometimes I surprise myself from buying something so expensive that I wasn’t able to think about it. An impulsive buyer. After that Tsunami that hit Japan, I realized I don’t need a lot of things (I can get by with nothing.) 😉

I have nothing more to say. 😉

Just When I Thought I’m Back On Track

I’ve decided to run, right after work like I used to. The wind was very icy indeed and as I walk through the park, I embraced myself to fight the cold. I’m only wearing shirt and my scrub pants. I didn’t bother wearing a jacket because as soon as I started running, I know it would just be useless. So I started running running slowly until I picked up my pace. Glad I don’t feel easily exhausted after not running for how many days. I was able to run nonstop for two laps in 30 minutes. I think my target heart rate is increasing as I don’t feel much exhausted like before. I’m surprised I wasn’t even panting. So after 2 laps, I went home.

Today is our next-room neighbor’s daughter’s birthday and everyone’s inside their room eating. My roommates and the mother of the celebrant were all inviting me to join them but I declined because I just got back to my running routine and I don’t want it to be ruined. As I was doing my tummy exercise, my roommate peeked and told me to come and join them. I said, I don’t want to. I will just eat tomorrow. I know they’re probably thinking that I don’t interact with them socially and that I just stay in our room all day without talking to anyone. Well, it’s not that. When I’m determined to do something, nothing can stop me. I may be a social outcast in their eyes and selfish in a way but I don’t care and I refuse to be labeled as such.

I took a shower, went to bed and faced my laptop. The mother of the birthday celebrant went to our room again and invited me to eat, for the third time. I couldn’t say no. She’s much too nice to decline for the third time so I went there and my two other roommates accompanied me. I don’t want to look like I’m being important or something. I stayed there, had a taste of each dish (I wasn’t that hungry), and joined their conversation. Okay, I thought, forget about gaining some weight. I will just run again tomorrow and maybe add another lap. It’s more important to get to know my neighbors. Besides, I don’t go out of our room that much and I don’t go around and chat with them that often and I think occasions are the best time to interact with them.

When I went back to our room, it’s past my bedtime. I know that the food that I ate will remain undigested until tomorrow and will add up to my weight. Huhuhu! Just when I started to run again…:(

Living the Life

I welcomed 2011 with a certain degree of profound discipline. I started to run regularly (from 15 minutes to 1 hour everyday), whether it’s my day off or work day. Being exhausted from work did not prevent me from running. In fact, running after work hours kind of give me the boost in uplifting my mood and relaxing my body. I began to work out (just some tummy exercises because that’s where most of my stored fat comes from). About the food, well, I try to moderate what I eat. I eat what I want to eat but my rule is: no eating at night. That rule was put to test when I had my night duty. I made sure to eat plenty during the day so I won’t get hungry during the night but then I guess when you’re awake (or trying to stay awake), your stomach sends confusing messages to your brain’s hunger center that it needs to eat. So I that’s when I give in. I mean, why not? The more you prevent yourself from eating, the more hungry you become and the end result would be eating more than what is needed. So I changed my strategy and tried to eat small portions of food and then drink lots of water. I don’t follow any particular diet regimen because it gets frustrating when you can’t follow it religiously. So I try to develop my own weight loss plan that I can stick to. As long as you know the basics about food and exercise then I guess you can never go wrong. So far I never went back to more than 50 kg and that’s good enough for a 5-feet (tall) girl like me. I’m not doing this to lose more weight. I’m doing this so I won’t gain weight. If I become thinner, I’d look older.

Aside from keeping myself fit and healthy, I started to rekindle my interest in watching TV series. I downloaded all of the TV series worth watching and watch as many episodes as I can during my day off. My books are still there, and I read when I’m not watching. And yes, my eyesight is working perfectly. You may think I have a boring life but this is the way I enjoy spending my time. I’m in between indoorsy and outdoorsy type of person who doesn’t socialize much but prefers a small crowd I can be comfortable around with. I still go out with my friends like everybody does. We go to places, hang out, eat out, have fun, but those things doesn’t define how I live my life.

I have paid all my debts in 2010, and in the beginning of 2011, my bank account is now happy. Delaying my gratification truly paid off.

With regards to how life treats me, I learned how to bend to difficulties and accept the things as it present itself. It’s still hard but isn’t it supposed to be that way?

My checklist is almost complete. My career is still hanging on a thin rope and I still have no idea where I’m going but I know it has a strong possibility that everything will finally fall into place. And my so-called love life, well, it’s finally happening…:-)

This has been my life away from home. And I think I’m doing a pretty good job. 🙂