Isn’t it just thrilling to see people working out in the gym? Or when you just look at people who have sculpted themselves into works of fitness art! Or even plates of healthy-looking salads … and fruit smoothies!
Every cell in my brain suddenly takes it upon itself to push me, boost me, encourage me to get into that shape. And it isn’t as if I have been ignoring the voice of reason. Just last year I took a major leap of faithful action and went from 80 kgs to 62 kgs. I went through the regime of healthy eating, some exercise, and lots of healthy lifestyle choices – proper sleep, more water intake, and following disciplined times of eating to revive my metabolism that had been in a coma since … whenever.
The lifestyle change was anything but easy. It does take a lot of strength and willpower to make a lifestyle change. It also takes a lot of support – All in all, God was being very wise when He gave us family and friends.
And the results were something I loved. The very feeling of being healthy and fit, more energetic, more alert – Oh my, wherever did the painful back and lethargic limbs go! It felt like a whole new bod… person. Yes, the impact is more than just superficial. The personality seems to get an upgrade with several improved features, some new add-ons never known before.
Oh-la-la it felt so grand, Ms. New Me now takes the stand!
More than anything else, I remember how I felt when I was overweight. I remember walking down to the coffee machine at work would mean feeling a heavy load on my back. The newfound agility wasn’t something I was going to lose that easy.
And then…. It was Christmas. I tried. Heaven knows I tried. I stayed away from Dad’s pot roast, from Ma’s Gajar ka Halwa, from the home-made Shaami Kebabs and even the Christmas Pakwaans.
I managed with a little bit and a bite, but mostly on my strictly balanced diet.
But then came the downfall in the form of a most delicious Christmas cake – home made to boot. One bite, and the diet was … well, sadly, it was no more.
I added hours at the office gym. Yet I tried still, see!
But by the time the New Year was on, all caution had been thrown to the winds to celebrate the season and the family and the good things.
Bad decisions have been made; consequences must be faced.
So, yours truly went up a few kgs again. Not a good feeling. Of course, I was still trying my best to fix it. But … then it was the family – all birthdays lined up one after the other, including my own. Apparently, our idea of being a family was having all birthdays stacked together from cool February to sultry July – seven birthdays in six months, other sundry (and impromptu) celebrations (promotions, increments, new jobs), and a vacation in Thailand!
That did it for me!
Whatever (fat) got cut down in between, found a new start on a birthday – and it didn’t matter whose birthday it was! And the roller-coaster … wait, that’s not the correct example, … the yo-yo was back in motion.
It’s been an up and down ride ever since. I think I must’ve accumulated more information on exercising, fitness, and healthy foods than … (looking for a valid comparable) anyone in my family. I’ve also put it in to practice and so, I know how easier it is said than done
Let’s be honest, it’s a constant battle – the brain stirs up a revolution and gets the body to go with it till … the next day. The brain is just beginning to rile up some energy and the muscles look on incredulously – the ensuing drama is inevitable!
Brain: C’mon! We gotta do it. Just 20 minutes.
Legs: Are you sure? We haven’t got over yesterday’s frenzy.
Brain: But you’ve got it! You can do it!
Arms: Don’t listen to the mad thing; it just stands around, cheering at the stands!
Brain: But it’s yours and you just need to get it back!
Back: Back? Don’t even talk about ‘back’! How would you feel like twisting yourself in to 40 sit-ups and 50 squats!
Oh, how we want our beautiful share, without the labor that gets us there!
I keep telling me – I’ve got it before and I can do it again. Yes, I can. Healthy, clean eating and regular work-outs, and this is much doable. But — It’s just that the ‘buts’ have to be dealt with some lessons I’ve learnt from the process and the journey.
I have come to accept that:
- Times of social pressures to participate in celebrations will be overwhelming – externally and personally. In all fairness, I must own the weight of wanting a bite of the goodies myself!
- Life will stress one out and there would be lazy cravings for bunking a workout or that bowl of chocolate ice-cream.
- Busy schedules will come in the way of shopping for healthy foods, and at times one will have to make do with what’s-in-the-fridge or simply ordering out.
- There may be more caffeine in the blood stream than water, and more carbs on the plate than proteins – there will be times when I cry ‘I give up!’.
The key words in the whole process of changing to a healthy lifestyle are – commitment and perseverance.
I’m still way, way off from where I used to be last year before the fat-loss. Yet, I am not where I was at the end of it either. I remember both times – before and after – and just like an weight-loss advertisement, it eggs me to go on.
Yeah, assess the weaknesses and plan for them too. Just keep moving and a better way to walk will show up.
We’ve lost our way in storms we met, but lose not hope, just course correct.