[17]

Dear Diary,
I bought a digital scale last Friday. Not only it weigh you body weight, it can also provide information on the percentage of body fat and hydration level.

At my age, I am supposed to have only 20% fat, less is more. But the figure on the scale dissappoint huhuhu. I have like, 40%+++ fat, which is like, GLARING RED! A disaster!! Horrendous!!!

And the scale also told me, that I need to drink more water. I was like, hello?? I'm already drinking water like a camel, whaddaya mean I'm not drinking enough?

Yeah, truth hurts.

Oh by the way, after two weeks of changing my eating habit and consuming Herbalife, I've managed to lose 0.5 kg. Good news, finally :-)

[16]

Dear Diary,
Oh why oh why? Diary tell me why.

When I am determined to go on a diet, food is everywhere put afront my eyes. Like yesterday, I had to attend a presentation by a vendor for a new intersettlement system at Le Meridien, KL. At first, I was doing well because they only served cookies for breakfast, and thank god my cookies taste better than that, so I only took one bite. For tea break, roti jala and pau was served. Again, I persevered.

To my horror though, we were escorted to the hotel's restaurant for a buffet lunch. I watched in disbelief on the array of food they set on the serving table. They have oyster, roasted lamb, barbecue, pastas, indian, chinese, penang, sushis, oh you name it. There are even chocolate fountains for you to dip with strawberries, marshmallows and cakes ala Datuk Siti. Dessert? Oh god. That is my weakest point. I took a plateful of cheesecake, pies, puddings, cakes and more cakes. Four flavours of ice cream are available, and you can top that with lots of assorted nuts, chocolate chips, marshmallows etc, placed in a rack mounted on a wall.

How can I not lose this battle? :-p

And today, office is having a farewell party for some of our colleagues who transferred to another unit, as well as for Hafiz (my cheeky 23-year old staff) to further his study in Japan.

Oh well.

[15]

Dear Diary,
It really is tough for a chaotic and unorganized woman i.e. me to jot down every details of my food intake. I mean like, I don't even jot down the details of my meeting, and people have to call to remind me to go the meeting, which has started like 15 minutes? whatmore trivia matters like how much chicken I ate in a day.

But what choice do I have? My clock is ticking. Real fast. If I don't eliminate all those BAD BAD BAD fat that currently residing happily like nobody's business in my body, I need to change my whole wardrobe! I mean, that bad OK?

Every morning is a frantic search of,"OK what shall I wear today?" and it really is disappointing to found out that my 8-feet built-in wardrobe and two cupboards do not contain an acceptable number of clothes [read: without being asked, haven't you wear this last Monday? which is politically unwelcomed question from a woman to another woman] that I can comfortably wear, and without showing the bulges in my stomach and butt. Depressing.

Since I refuse to unnecessarily spend more money on clothes (plus the fact that the fashion industry is not in favor of REAL people), I think the only option available is to lose weight. And to have all my meal jotted down is one step towards achieving that goal.

I was made to understand that keeping a journal assist in weight management. Especially for people with lack of discipline, as it instill a sense of responbility to keep on updating and keep you on track of your ultimate objective. A journal also helps to evaluate your diet plan and lifestyle, provide insights of what have went wrong, what's best for you, and improve your plan along the way.

Let's see if that tip holds any weight :-)

[14]

Dear Diary,
While the real world tends to be cruel to societally-perceived ugly people like me, the Internet begs to differ, or at least she tried to be.

Not only can we get support from other horizontally-challenged women from all walks of life all over the world, as well as give our support to others in return, and get a lot of information on weight management on the tip of a finger, the Internet also provides tools to assist in tackling weight issues.

I, for an instance, is currently using Google Calendar to write down my daily meal.




In the nutshell, I love the Internet. Well, who doesn't?

[13]

Dear Diary,
I have sinned.

Yesterday was one of those days when you want to yell,"I just don't give a damn anymore!" And whenever Your Royal Highness gets into that situation, she sees a vision of big, fat double cheese burger dancing in front of her eyes.


p/s: The vision I saw did not have green veggies, onion and tomatoes in it :-p

At first, I tried to persevere. I missed dinner at 6, because I was tapping the keyboard and staring at the computer screen so hard, and drained my brain to the max. When I was finally allowed to breathe, it was already 9. So, I've decided not to take dinner and tried to cheat hunger by snacking on few crackers.

I learned that night though, cheating hunger is not a simple thing to do. My stomach groaned. My brain refused to cooperate. My body resisted the sleep that I truly need at that moment to take my mind off from thinking about food.

Even though I had hoped that the ending of this story would say,"And she lives happily ever after", it is not bound to be. Tsk. I'm so sorry, my dear fried, for I have sinned. I ate a whole plate of rice and fried fish few minutes before midnight.

Boohoo.

This is so like Fattytini.

[12]

Dear Fattytini,

Should I whine about my weight?

OF COURSE since the 2 girls inside this blog already wrote about their weight gain!

Excuse me, can breastfeeding be used as an excuse of MY weight gain?

Tsk tsk

IT IS SO ME!

[11]

Dear Fattytini.

Still remember what I wrote here? HAHAHA, it's funny really, quite cynical, perhaps!
I gain another kilo.

I still use the elevator

I still take heavy breakfast

Yes, I hit the Gym, but my weight is still increasing

I need SERIOUS help here

HELP!

[10]

Dear Diary,
HAHAHAHAHA.

Forgive me, but I can't help rolling on the floor laughing. I mean, you sound so genuine and sincere. You asked,

"How was it since the last time we met? Did you achieve your goal? 65 kg by 1 January 2008?"

that I burst into laughter.

I laughed, and laughed, and laughed, till I cried.

Yes, my dear friend, not only I failed to achieve my target, the fact is that, I gained another 10. I mean, like, isn't that a horrostic thing to happen? to a young, full of potential women, like me? Super duper horror.

What?!!! Whateva happened to your action plan bla bla bla? Didn't you follow all that? What is wrong with you, Tini? No wonder you have always been fat.

Yeah yeah. Stop being a nag. I have enough self-guilt. Obviously, my lack of self discipline and perseverence is to be blamed no less.

I pledge to you, my dear diary, to take charge of my life, and take on that Herbalife challenge. I want to be beautiful, and I am going to be.