I was busy the past Labour Day weekend and so didn't get any exercise in until last night when I hopped on our old Twist and
I need to lose 15kgs in all. But that's a long shot for now. So realistically, I'm aiming for 5kg first. I know for a fact that if I lose 5kgs, the weight loss will start to show on my face (been there, done that). I figured that I have 2 options.
Option 1 is keep exercising and reduce my intake of food.
Option 2 is to DOUBLE UP my exercise regime whilst maintaining my intake of food.
There is no need to cut out sweets or sugary stuff because I haven't in the first place, been eating sweet or sugary stuff! But I did....eh....munch on nuts....much. It was quite funny actually. I'd watched this Youtube video of a lady who had lost 13 kgs and she was suggesting buying a tin of almonds to munch. In her experience, a few would keep her full (in between meals), as opposed to buying garbage fast food to fill her tummy. She said she kept a tin in her bag, in her room, in her car.....basically, she had tins of almonds everywhere. So my son walks in and watches the ending of the video. Then that night, he finds a tin of almonds in my room and asked me incredulously if I was actually taking advice from a grossly overweight woman on Youtube. Hubs and I couldn't control our laughter either. That came out really wrong. Yes, she was still grossly overweight whilst dishing out diet advice BUT she had already lost some weight. I definitely do not need to lose the amount she has to. I mean, gimme her 13 kg weight loss and I should already have hit the jackpot! (The almond tip works ok, just a few is enough to keep me full. Trouble is, it's addictive and you must know when to stop!)
By the way, back to our Twist and
I on the other hand, got motivated by the thought of my fat bum and thighs and perservered. At 77, I wanted to get off already, who cares about rounding it off to an even number? But instead, I decided to count to 10, then start from 1 and count to 10 again until I finally reached a hundred. Lying to my ownself. But it worked. Mind over matter. The beauty of it all? My legs aren't aching today.
On a spiritual note, I find that Satan is prowling very close to me. He's a growling, chained wolf and he keeps stretching out his paws, trying to scratch me. To keep it at bay, when I feel compelled, I either sing the few hymns I know by heart (I have a really bad memory) or pray in tongues or recite the Hail Mary. I am trying to pray the Rosary more. Truth be told, in the past, I'd always found saying the Rosary to be quite monotonous. But now, I feel so peaceful when I say it. I feel so good. I'm glad. I'm really, really glad. The Rosary is the story of the New Testament. When I say it now, it has a very calming effect on me. I get now, why so many great religious people have urged and urge Catholics to say the Rosary and why so many common people say it. I was blind but now I see.
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