Tuesday, December 21, 2004

This little piggy went to the market and bought all the chocolate she could find

Last night, I had tuna and crackers for dinner (i.e. 10 crackers and half a can of tuna). I am officially belly-rolling-over-my-pants fat. Francis, the honest man that he is, told me that I'm plump. That, I think, is worse than fat. Plump is like saying I'm swollen and bloated. Anyhow, it didn't bug me at all because I'm sure he'll love me no matter what I look like, be it piglet or Barney. And besides, he did what I asked- he told the truth.

It's not easy to lose weight, especially when you live in a place where food is inexpensive and at arm's reach. All servings are big enough for two people and you will always find a reason for gluttony.

I can't say I've tried hard to avoid food, chocolates, in particular, especially when that's all I ask Francis to bring when he visits. Get me truffles, I say, and he goes out of his way to get his PLUMP girl friend what she wants. With the holidays soon approaching, I don't know how possible it will be to not balloon into a blimp. If only I could continue going to the cycling class at the gym, I think I'll be okay.

I remember last year, when I went home to the Philippines, my relatives asked me where I put the real me and to please ask the person who ate me to let me out. Very funny. It made me laugh so hard, I lost 10 lbs. in three weeks. That is what I call constructive criticism.

Being fat isn't too bad, but I would like to fit in my clothes again. I was warned that after 21, I would no longer grown lengthwise, but sidewise. Too bad I'm stubborn and chocolate tastes so good.

Anyway, happy holidays, people. May you eat plenty and be happy. I know I will.

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