Flaunting myself in those flowery green jammies, I was glee personified! (Yes, you may judge me if you like.) Until a few months ago I couldn’t pull them over my knees even with grand effort and now, they were loose. If this didn’t earn me some bragging rights, nothing else will. The mere possibility of reviving my old wardrobe and generously adding more outfits to my collection made me dreamy, that very moment. 🙂
After toiling hard for almost ten months, keeping myself upbeat and motivated and eating right, I had finally reached the magic mark. Although it rested smugly while I sweated out, my weighing scale got an excited “Yes buddy, we did it!” approval from me. Spirited, animated and euphoric, I all but danced around the house! 😛 (I know its silly but please do grant me this one.) I couldn’t help bragging it to A and coaxing him to join in. 😀
This remarkable personal achievement didn’t come without a few hiccups though. I’m going to add them to my now rich list of experiences and learn a thing or two for future. Like I mentioned before, I undertook this journey by myself. There were muscle cramps (sometimes severe), difficulty to perform certain positions alone and extreme fatigue, occasionally. It took me a while to realise the importance of warming up and cooling down. Also, that stretching shouldn’t be neglected.
These were comparatively easier to live with and improve on. However, harsh reactions like “You look sick and tired”, “Stop reducing anymore”, “Indian women look good in a curvy body” or “You were better earlier” broke my heart. Honestly, I wanted to believe it was out of jealousy and their inability to achieve what I did. Couldn’t they suggest a long pampering spa visit or wearing some flattering outfit instead? Thanks to some dear friends, I was saved from falling into the ditch of self-doubt and misery.
Our personal goals aren’t for anyone else’s liking. We own them and have complete control over them. I didn’t bunk my workout even while we shifted homes or I couldn’t find a maid for a month after that. If we enjoy the journey, the goal becomes a mere formality, doesn’t it? And yes, bragging isn’t a crime as long as you don’t go overboard. 😉
This was my seventh post in the Claiming myself back series. The encouraging feedback I got for it has convinced me that I’m on the right track, health-wise. Do stay with me as I wind this up in the next one. Thanks a lot for taking your precious time out and being a part of my journey.
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