Have you woken up one morning feeling triumphant about something that you haven’t even embarked upon yet? If wishes were horses mine had raced and won every derby in the world the day after I decided to ‘claim myself back’. All charged up with inspiring success stories and my newly acquired motivation kick I set out to devise a plan. There were many blogs, videos, articles and what say you to help me out. How difficult it could be?
As it turned out, extremely! Once a conscientious student, I’m now sadly a lousy follower of instructions. While I commended the sentiment and effort behind everything I read and saw, I didn’t feel any pull inside me to get myself moving. Exercising is important, health is wealth, don’t be a glutton (ok, not this one!) etc weren’t alien concepts to me. Also, from experience, consulting a dietician or joining a gym seemed like mere patchworks in the bigger scheme of things.
My baffled mind decided to have a top-level conference with my heart and tummy to devise a battle plan and ordered me to go for a long walk. After much deliberation my heart agreed not to fall prey to temptation. Surprisingly, the tummy welcomed the prospect of digesting non-greasy food for a while. My tongue tried interrupting them but was left high and dry by their ganging up. The appetising aroma emanating from a mithai shop on the way was, well, ignored. *a teardrop rolls down my cheek* 🙁
I came back home slightly embarrassed by my huffing and puffing. My leg and other muscles were warned with dire consequences if they didn’t keep up henceforth. Sigh! After washing my face in the basin I gave myself a long hard look in the mirror. Would I look beautiful if and when I lose weight? Am I not beautiful now? Sure, the jaw line would look good without the chubby cheeks, clothes would fit better and I would get wonderful compliments. Was that why I was doing this?
A big no! My kids are growing up and I want to play sports, go on fun outings and relive my youth with them. I wouldn’t be able to do any of that if I felt lethargic all the time, right? Not just that, a healthy lifestyle would ensure me stepping into my 40s without spoilt knees and memories that didn’t revolve around hospitals. Looking at women around me this seemed like a perfect dream!
Working out a plan isn’t my thing and I realised this with the last-minute viva preparations and writing complete semester files overnight back in college. Try to eat healthy but have few cheat days and workout well but don’t kill yourself for it were my only two rules. I still like my daal chawal with a spoonful of ghee and don’t hold back from homemade treats like dry fruit laddus or alu parathas. We eat out a lot too. Fortunately, it all worked out well for me. 🙂
A boost in self-confidence and feeling more beautiful than ever is a price I’m willing to pay for it. That’s a fair deal, yes? 😉 😉
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