Wednesday, July 23, 2008
I AM OFFICIALLY ON A DIET SINCE MONDAY, THE 21st OF JULY 2008.I love eating. I turn to eating when I am depressed, bored, nervous, happy, OH SOD IT. Eating is love!
Before, no matter how much food I stuff in, it doesn't affect my weight and body measurements. I was able to maintain the beautiful figure I used to have before but now, I am shamefully blowing up.
My tummy looks like as if I'm carrying a 3-month baby and my arms looked like a skinny boy's legs, and my cheeks are starting to look like a chipmunk's.
Several people are noticing my body changes. I shrugged it off at first since I really didn't care as long as I am able to eat every food that I'm craving for. But as days passed by, I started to feel bad about my body. The shirts that I used to wear doesn't flatter my figure anymore, instead, my tummy is bulking beneath, and some of my pants are beginning to tighten.
I AM STARTING TO BECOME A HORRIBLE, FAT MONSTROSITY.
As of now, I am still eating meals three times a day BUT with a lesser intake. And I try my best to exercise every morning. It's a nightmare, really. Turning my back from something that I love to do and facing some things that I find it hard to do. But, hey, if I really want to shed some pounds off then, I have to do it.
So long, food trips!