Monday, December 12, 2011

Thoughts of a Girl on a Diet - 13 Dec 2011

OK! So I resolved to hit to four-letter word - D-I-E-T! After months of debating over 'should I,' 'When to Start', 'It's not yet time', 'tomorrow I'll Start', I finally got around to at least planning for it. And yes, I even wrote a "Mission: To Lose Weight" at 12:30 AM last night that hangs (conveniently) on the door of the fridge, below the box of chocolates I received 2 days back. Wow! That must be some thought. But I guess, the position is kind of strategic - after all, if I can avoid reaching out to the box, I guess that's half the battle won.

Why am I even writing this on my blog? Well, I guess it's just my way to try and regain control over my life and the ever-widening waist line! Maybe, when I read about this on the internet and wonder if half the world has read this, it just might work as the motivating factor!

So anyways, the great D-I-E-T kick started today. I have been quite enthusiastic about it, I must say. I have the ten-pointer that I hope to follow as I look at it every moment I pass by the kitchen. And while I did have the glass of lukewarm water that's supposed to melt my accumulated fat (yikes, and how!), I immediately broke the rule by gorging on a choco-chip muffin! And then, lunch was the very promising bowl of papaya, broken again by eating an hour later, because I just couldn't survive the hunger pangs!

And each time I reached out to something I really shouldn't even think of, I kept thinking of all the smart outfits I could don, if I just came down by a couple of sizes! It all seems a little unfair to me - why should I be the one struggling to get into shape? Why can't this be a little easy?

Anyway, hopefully gym starts a couple of days later. Till then, I guess I'll stick to my ten-pointer and hope that a lot of guilt sets over me each time I eye the bright golden wrapped home-made chocolates.

Till tomorrow...

Saturday, December 10, 2011

just - 10 december 2011

been thinking for so long to write a little something, that it kind of seems jinxed now! everytime i'd sit to pen down a line or 2, a little nagging something would just halt me.

maybe i have been more distracted than ever before. now there's suddenly so much to do, chores just don't end. and yet, sometimes, i just feel blank... as if i just need to stop, think and just do nothing. a little loneliness and so many thoughts crowd my mind; sometimes i feel i am slipping away into oblivion. what is this space that confuses my mind so. my thoughts are a complete jumble now; nothing makes sense anymore.

things i wanted, craved for are finally mine to hold, and yet, what is that little something that's missing? is this my destiny? to be in search forever? to continuously move, to not rest, to hold on and then to let go?