Day 1: Back on the Diet Track

I remember clearly that i was just this 21-year-old-lass before going to bed. But when i woke up, much to my dismay, i had gone through a major transformation a la Rip Van Winkle and found myself in the body of this 30-year-old-something MILF. Nope, sorry, i am quite sensitive about my age, and though i have piled on more than 20 pounds of unwanted excess weight, the years are not evident if anyone is to look at my face(No lines, wrinkles, or age spots! Thank God!). Setting aside the fact that i have grown much bigger--i have always been rotund by the way, i guess not much has really changed in my body save for the increasing number of gray hairs(Yes, i have early graying of hair.) which i have no choice but to dye every other month.

How i wish i had been more appreciative of my body before. Though not svelte, it was not that big, and in fact, had the feminine curves(which were just of the right size proportionate to my height and overall stature) exactly where they are supposed to be. I guess, i deserve to tell myself, though i have to toil twice harder to regain that old body of mine, that at one point in time, way back when my episodes of idiocy were more frequent, i had "this voluptuous body" befitting my unusually cherubic-like(of a disproportionate kind LOL) face. 

But that was yesterday, which is equivalent to more than 10 years past actually. Back then, my self-confidence was much less, and it always struck me as absurd whenever someone  complimented me on my appearance. In my mind's eye--though nowadays i have finally gotten around to acknowledging that i too have my own unique beauty inside and outside, and vice versa-- i was always this plain Jane who was totally unassuming and thought herself utterly unnoticeable unless she opens her mouth to talk or lets her hand do the talking for her(when she writes and paints that is LOL). Today, reality gives me no choice but to deal with my remorse on how ungrateful i had been, plus the conspicuous effects evident every time i imagine myself undressing in front of the mirror--which by the way i would never ever do and has never ever done in actual, for fear of taking my own life out of sheer stupidity resulting from being horrified at my own reflection. 

Enough. I have berated myself enough. Griping about what could have been, or rather what i could have done, and berating myself further when i have barely enough self- confidence left  is suicide--and i don't want to die just yet. Not by my own will and hands, especially. Crying over spilled milk is flat-out ridiculous and impractical. The battle of the bulge has yet to be won by none other than(drumroll please)...Tadaaaaaa! "Me." (Dramatic music plays in the background to the tune of "We Are the Champions" by Queen.)

And as proof of my sincerity, i only had a glass of budget-crippling diet protein shake with peaches for breakfast and 2 cups of not-so-fresh(tastes like soap, really) carrot sticks. Come lunch time though, the stress brought on by a tight deadline had me staggering beneath the combined weight of mental exhaustion and my blasted moods, which were protesting from lack of wanted sustenance. By this, i have unfortunately given in to my tastebuds' craving and marched to the ground floor convenience store to get a pack of veggie crisps, hotdog on stick, a serving of Chinese noodles, half a liter of cold green tea, and a couple of mini Snickers bars for dessert. I stuffed myself with these as i was finishing my tasks for the day. 

Notice that most of them are healthy foods? "Veggie" crisps, "Green" tea. If you think noodles and hotdog are unhealthy, don't forget that the latter, though loaded with preservatives, is still a certified protein source, and the former, though with high glycemic index and salty, has good carbs needed to fuel my body. As for the mini Snickers bars, think FLAVONOIDS. Besides, each bar is only the size of my pinky finger. Put together, i don't think they would equal a regular Snickers bar. Overall quantity of these eats? I didn't eat them at once. I languorously stuffed them in my mouth within a 2-hour period as i totally immersed my poor machine head in finishing the blasted content of yet another rush website task( 9 pages of long brain-popping content material all by myself...Aaarrrrggghhh!).

So being my official first day back on the diet track, do i consider myself successful, or otherwise?

Oh, give me a break. It is only my first day anyway. At least i tried ha ha ha...Give me a little credit for my courageous effort LOL. Oh, i've gone mad again. Do forgive, or should i say, get used to my silliness. More than half the time, i am like this tee-hee.

Seriously now, watch out for my succeeding posts. You have my word for it(Yeah, right! I'm keeping my fingers crossed LOL.), "They would have more substantial info on diet and beauty than this very first Bulge War post of mine here."

The battle has just begun...anew LOL. Though not the best way to have started it, i am already here, so i'm gonna fight--and not just fight, but fight veeerrryyy hard. Charge! 

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