So, you want to get rid of that belly and no matter what you try, nothing works! Join the club, because most of us who have the inclination to get rid of that paunch invariably end up piling on more flab that we ever imagined. I certainly enjoy the occasional (ahem) nibble or two in between meals. And from what I have heard along the way is that three meals a day are not the norm anymore. Dieticians have counseled me to give into the urge and snack away at the good stuff and not the heavy-duty stuff that builds flab. The problem is that while I do listen to their pearls of wisdom, I end up piling on the pounds nevertheless. Eventually this catches up and I up the ante with incessant dieting, constant exercise and a never say never attitude. What happens along the way is that I get disenchanted because the damn flab just refuses to budge in spite of all the hard work. Sounds familiar? Bottom line – the flabby paunch just grows to mammoth proportions making it impossible to slip into the basic pair of jeans, skirts, tops, or anything.
I am a believer of moving along even if things do not work out the way I want them to work out. I bow down to societal pressures and try a new regime with a different set of exercises. I do not know what works for you guys, but for me, walking was and is the best way to get rid of that damn flab. If you stick with the program, you will definitely beat the constant drone and lose weight effectively. Eventually the tummy will ‘listen’ to the tonality of the workout and things will improve down the line. But what really gets my goat are the number of people who can hog to their heart’s content and never put on any weight. They hover near me, indulge in the juiciest of stuff and get away with it. Later on when they sigh over their high levels of cholesterol or some other issue, I smile with glee. Not a nice thing to gloat I know but what the heck, I never said I was a saint – I now have all the trappings of a good girl (woman I mean) gone hyper happy.
Come on me lovelies, don’t tell me that you do not feel the pressure that you need to trim down? Because 'well-wishers’ perceive it is their right to impose their ideas on you? Being slim is great and all that but if everyone was slim life wouldn’t be as exciting now, would it? We need a different take on what life has to offer and accept the curves for what they are – curvy! I recall something a friend of mine told me ages ago about how her husband liked her better after the baby, because he had more of her to love. If only people take a note off his book life would not be about how nice someone looks just because s/he has toned legs, arms, abs… and so on. While I go on about this, believe me when I say I want to diet and be fit and a cute size something. The idea is to follow something reasonable that works and gets me in the zone. Instead of losing weight to make people sit up and take notice. After all, if I am not happy, what is the point of trying to please others! Are you with me on this, or are you?
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