Weight fluctuations, dieting, new exercise regimes and fads have been a constant binge with me throughout the years just so that I could achieve a slim well-toned body (that has been playing truant with me). Gonna blame it on the genes here! Ha ha ha....
A couple of years ago I was enjoying myself at a nice clean gym and loved the way the weight kept dropping. The encouragement from relatives, friends, trainers and others who patted me on the back for keeping fit egged me on to lose more and more. I followed the do’s and don’ts suggested by nutritionists and trainers making sure all the time not to tip the scales. This went on ardently for many months with a whole new wardrobe being the next obvious choice!
I noticed after a couple of months that as the weight was steadily dropping, I was now sporting a rosy hue coupled with adult acne. Advised by friends, at the gym, that germs were the probable cause for the flare up I became extremely fastidious with every visit. This went on for a while until it became pretty noticeable with practically everyone looking questioningly at me about the redness. Feeling extremely self-conscious I visited a dermatologist who gave it a name - Rosacea - a non-curable skin condition. Realizing that the flare-ups occurred during my exercise stints at the gym I was advised against vigorous exercises and instead walking was the new exercise regime that I had to adopt – but “no sweating please” was his refrain. Bummer! This was so difficult…. I was so used to the treadmill and the fast gadgets and this slow pace was annoying me. A constant appendage everywhere I went was a bag filled with medicines, face masks, skin creams and other items, all the time avoiding the scorching rays of the sun.
It has been awhile since I have been diagnosed with this darn illness. I have learned to live with it and “get along” with the flare ups. There is a steady decline from the same crowd that encouraged me earlier and a sharp increase on the weighing scales. Needless to say vigorous exercises are out of the question – so in spite of the walking the weight loss has turned to weight gain! I cook but try to avoid spending too much time in the kitchen (if you can’t stand the heat…..). I have learned that a warm bath doesn’t suit me and enjoy cold showers (uh uh) instead. Cannot get the slim toned look I long for – rather difficult given that hypothyroidism is my bete noire coupled with the red look anyway! All I can say is feeling sorry for myself is not an option. I live life happy and content with the gifts that I have – a caring family, nice work, good friends and most of all a loving, forgiving and accepting God.
A couple of years ago I was enjoying myself at a nice clean gym and loved the way the weight kept dropping. The encouragement from relatives, friends, trainers and others who patted me on the back for keeping fit egged me on to lose more and more. I followed the do’s and don’ts suggested by nutritionists and trainers making sure all the time not to tip the scales. This went on ardently for many months with a whole new wardrobe being the next obvious choice!
I noticed after a couple of months that as the weight was steadily dropping, I was now sporting a rosy hue coupled with adult acne. Advised by friends, at the gym, that germs were the probable cause for the flare up I became extremely fastidious with every visit. This went on for a while until it became pretty noticeable with practically everyone looking questioningly at me about the redness. Feeling extremely self-conscious I visited a dermatologist who gave it a name - Rosacea - a non-curable skin condition. Realizing that the flare-ups occurred during my exercise stints at the gym I was advised against vigorous exercises and instead walking was the new exercise regime that I had to adopt – but “no sweating please” was his refrain. Bummer! This was so difficult…. I was so used to the treadmill and the fast gadgets and this slow pace was annoying me. A constant appendage everywhere I went was a bag filled with medicines, face masks, skin creams and other items, all the time avoiding the scorching rays of the sun.
It has been awhile since I have been diagnosed with this darn illness. I have learned to live with it and “get along” with the flare ups. There is a steady decline from the same crowd that encouraged me earlier and a sharp increase on the weighing scales. Needless to say vigorous exercises are out of the question – so in spite of the walking the weight loss has turned to weight gain! I cook but try to avoid spending too much time in the kitchen (if you can’t stand the heat…..). I have learned that a warm bath doesn’t suit me and enjoy cold showers (uh uh) instead. Cannot get the slim toned look I long for – rather difficult given that hypothyroidism is my bete noire coupled with the red look anyway! All I can say is feeling sorry for myself is not an option. I live life happy and content with the gifts that I have – a caring family, nice work, good friends and most of all a loving, forgiving and accepting God.
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