Right now, it is 22:11. I have a stylish Woolies glass water bottle filled with Municipal tap water and the hope of burning at least 200-300 kilojoules while wearing my funky new Addidas trainers. I look about as cute as one could look, feeling bloated and stuffed into a size 10 black spandex vest and a pair of lime green track pants. The goal: To lose 5 kilos before going to Kakamas in the Northern Cape. The significance of losing all this weight in about 4 weeks: To feel good, look better and well honestly, to avoid the dreaded weight comments that I will lovingly receive from my family who I haven’t seen in years. “It’s so good to see you. You have grown so much and I see you are nice and round my child.” Ai, sadly there is just no way I can avoid this tender torment but with some sweat and tears I could much rather hear; “My jinne kind, kyk hoe mooi lyk jy. Jy het so effentjies opgetel maar op al die regte plekke.” This is the realistic goal and I figure that means shedding five big ones.
Me in short
I am a 28 year old designer at a top book publishing company. Obviously my job comes with a desk, slouching, some bad eating habits and too much caffeine. Since I have finally become more confident in my handy work, I have realized that a new challenge winks on the horizon. I have read somewhere that every 10 years your metabolism slows down by 10%, meaning that all the really attractive curvy girls in high school need to slow their roll before there’s too much jelly on the belly. I haven’t exactly been the prettiest, most popular or admired girl in school or in my tertiary studies. I am more a mixture of a nervous version of Ugly Betty and the disastrous but hilarious Bridget Jones without having an English accent or lawyer boyfriend. Heck, I have a clean Afrikaans sort of Northern Cape influenced accent with lots of Cape Tonian style mixed language. I do have a boyfriend who absolutely makes me feel like Super woman in a size 10 spandex cat suit with a blue cape and rocking body. He is gorgeous man with a capital everything. Picture Twilight’s Jacob crossed with Jay Hernandez, add a sense of humour, make him down to earth and intelligence and that equals... My dreamboat. A girl needs to keep her appearance in order to keep her guy’s eye where it belongs. Unfortunately in my case it means self inflicted torture 3-4 times a week.
Back to the goal
In short, I have gained and I need to lose!...Weight, that is. I need to gain better health, shape, more confidence and to feel like a million dollars! I am going to take you along on my journey and document the trials and tribulations, the good, the fat and the ugly, the cold hard truth, the excuses and the triumphs that will hopefully bring me to realize the more flattering weight comments. I hope you enjoy this series.
Please write to me at mishtery10@gmail.com if you have any tips, advice or just want to share your weight loss story with me.
| Starting weight: 69,5 kg | Goal weight: 64,5 kg | Height: 1,62 m |
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